Take Me Home

Friend Zoned

Harry and I ran as fast as we could. We were both heaving by now though.

"I have an idea," Harry stated, pulling my hand that he was holding on to. He lead us through a crowd of people, pushing and shoving past everyone.

"Excuse me! Sorry! Forgive me!" I said along the way. When I looked back, I couldn't see the groups of people chasing us. Harry finally lead me under a wood bridge where we both stayed, "Oh my gosh!" I gasped for oxygen, "Is this what you always go through?" Harry nodded slightly. I opened my mouth to say more but he ran over to me, covering my mouth with his hand. He was inches away from me now. I could hear the shuffling of confused feet.

"Where'd they go?" a girl whined.

"Maybe over there?" someone else said. Harry was looking up, through the cracks in the bridge. Because he was so close to me, I could smell the sweet scent of him. The white of his teeth shone brightly due to his small smile that told me he enjoyed this. Harry's brilliant green eyes were focused upward but every once and awhile, they would flicker to my face and his smile would grow bigger.

The last foot left the bridge and Harry slowly looked back down to me.  His hand left my mouth as he stared at me, "Sorry... for," he pointed up.

"Nah, I understand." Harry raised an eyebrow, "not really," I laughed.

"I really am sorry though, I kind of ruined this," he sighed.

"Ruined what?"

"This?"

"Harry?"

"Yea, Soph?" he glanced over at me.

"What is this exactly?" My finger pointed to the ground to emphasize what we were doing. I could hear my heart pound vigorously in my chest. "It's not a --"

"Date?" he asked. My eyes attempted to advert themselves from his gorgeous face. It didn't work, "Soph, if I were going to take you on a date, it would be much more romantic that this." And there was the infamous smirk. I couldn't help but grin really massively.

Danielle's POV

"I'm so sorry babe," Liam said for... well it had to be the tenth time in three minutes.

"Liam, don't be sorry. It's not your fault," I said.

"But they're my fans, so it's kind of my responsibility," he looked down. I really couldn't bear a sad Liam. It broke my heart.

"Please, don't beat yourself up about it," I said.

"But Dan--"

"Please," I whispered as I opened the door and walked into the living room. Niall, Louis, and Zayn were all on the couch eating like maniacs, creating a mess that I would have to clean up. I noticed they all were staring at me with sad looks on their faces. Those little fuckers were listening. I was about to scold them but then I realized something, "Where's Sophie and Harry?" I asked. They all grinned saucily at me, "Wait... did Harry...?"

Just then the door burst open and Sophia came flying in with Harry right on her tail.

"Beat ya!" she yelled pointing at him. Harry had his hands on his knees as he panted.

"You're--" he gulp another breath, "crazy!" Harry had the biggest, happiest grin I had ever seen him wear. Sophie was dancing circles around him, giggling. Yes, giggling. Since when did Sophie flirt? Since when did Sophie interact with men?

"Ahem?" Louis coughed. Harry and Sophia stopped moving and stood up straight. Sophia  blushed deeply while Harry just stared at her.

"How was uh... your time out?" Zayn asked, pretending to be concentrated on writing music.