All Those Nights

Chapter 6

KAT POV

I duck my head as I get into the cab, quickly, not looking back at Harry's face. The pounding of my heart loud in my ears as I try to process the partial embarrassment of the moment and at the same time the weird excitement I felt in the pit of my stomach when our eyes met. As I settle Into the back seat, my last words to him, replay, an endless loop in my mind as I try to shake off the uneasy feeling in my stomach.

"Whats wrong with me" I ask inwardly, furrowing my eyebrows.

"You alright kid" Jerry asks meeting my eyes in the rearview mirror, I soften the look on my face and try to smile at him.

"Oh uh yeah im okay its nothing" my words come out more rushed and jumbled than I intended them to be.

"Tell that to your face" he chuckles quietly to himself.

"Yeah well" I blush giving him a forced smile and effectively ending the conversation. The rest of the drive is silent until we arrive in front of my apartment building. I pay the man who is now less than a stranger after the occurrences of the past 24 hours.

I walk into the building, letting myself relax in the familiarity of the place. When I reach my apartment and unlock the door, I drop my stuff on the couch. I head towards the bathroom simultaneously trying unzip my dress. I start the shower,the small room quickly filling up with steam. The dress falls to floor and I turn to the mirror, instantly noticing the tiny red marks peppering the skin of my breasts and neck. I bring my fingers to them examining the physical reminder of the night shaking my head.

"Last time okay," I whisper to myself as I turn away from the mirror and step into the hot shower waiting for me. I allow myself to replay the night in my head, memories becoming clearer as the water and soap spill over my body. Drinks, green eyes, cabs and kisses all reminance of last night going down the drain.

When I'm out of the shower and once again dressed the panic and stress settles in; dead end job, almost no money and a shit ton of things to pay off. I decide I should probably get the paper and try my luck in that after all my online applications weren't showing many results. I slip on my shoes and step out of the apartment hurrying for no apparent reason, my shift at the store wasn't until 3 and I could maybe even sneak in a nap. As soon as I set foot in the hallway a familiar face beams at me across the way.

"Well look who it is," said Louis, my neighbor as I walked toward him, hugging him.

"Lou how have you been?! I don't see much of you either, or Zayn for that matter and this whole job hunt thing is killer we haven't had drinks or anything in forever," I replied, noticing that I actually meant these words, the boys had become good friends and there was a time when we hung out more often, a time that I missed.

Some kind of change had come over me in the past few months that prevented me from doing anything that I found normal in the past. I started hating my job, which doesn't seem like much and the pay is barely enough to get by but I had never felt so trapped before.

My friendships started feeling boring, like we did the same things for far too long, like I was replaying a quip of a lame music video over and over. Drinks, sex, and weed all night until I woke up with someone I wasn't supposed to be with. It was all boring and repetitive so I just stopped answering and started sticking with Addie, a constant in my life that provided a unexplainable amount of comfort. We're safe with eachother, she's the family I chose.

Louis fills me in on what's been going on with the group. He tells me they've missed me, especially Zayn who I found to have a bond with despite both of us being a bit reserved, his art was expressed somehow in everything he did and that made him interesting. He was so different than me, so passionate and focused, there was nothing I loved that much. After a fairly long conversation in the hallway I get back into job mode, paper fresh in hand, eyes glued to the classifieds.