Hide And Seek (A One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Thirty Five

Chapter Thirty Five w/ note :

"Whose room is this?" Harry asked looking around the bedroom. He was probably freaked out by the thousands, sorry, I mean, millions of pictures of Louis Charlie had taped to her walls. I would say it took her three hours, maybe four to complete the collage of Louis' face. Vivian's was just as worse. She had every guy.

"Charlie's," I grinned.

"That was my guess," Harry said still looking at the pictures.

"I'm guessing you're freaked out," I laughed, "Charlie's room is creepy to me, but I got used to it. And by 'I got used to it', I mean I stopped going into her room. Same as Vivian's...except I broke that law of mine today."

"Why?" Harry asked as he looked at me. I shrugged. I don't really know how to explain to a person that your neighbor has their pictures all over their house, along with always stalking them on social networking sites.

"It's very complicated to explain," I said, "Let's get back to talking about the thing we were discussing out in the kitchen," Harry nodded, "If I like you, and you like me...and I'm being all secretive about it. Wait, is 'secretive' a word?"

"Yeah," Harry answered. I really need to start using a dictionary more often.

"I'm confused," I sighed, "Should we ask each other questions? Or just yell at each other like we usually did in the past?"

"We can ask questions," Harry shrugged. He sat down next to me, "You want to go first?"

"Sure," I said. I looked up to the ceiling, which was white, and Louis free. I started to think, "If you just met Savannah that morning when Kyla invited everyone to Starbucks, how did you become boyfriend and girlfriend so fast? You became ex-boyfriend and girlfriend later that exact same day."

Harry looked to the floor and then back up at me, "I don't really know."

"Is that the truth?"

"Yep," he replied, "I don't know how we became a couple. The thought of the memory is all blury, probably because since you left I've been trying to forget all about Savannah. She was a huge mistake. Didn't Kyla call her the 'S-word'?"

"Yeah," I laughed thinking of the memory, "It sounds so weird, doesn't it? I mean, the nickname fits Savannah so well."

"It does," Harry agreed with me, "Okay, my turn. Was it easy?"

"Was what easy?" I asked looking puzzled, "Was me leaving London easy? If that's the question, then the answer is yes. The exchanging tickets was hard work, I'm only nineteen and it was a pai-"

"No," Harry said cutting me off, "Was you leaving me easy? You just left."

"I kinda had to," I said trying not to make eye contact, "Since I met you an the guys...my life has turned upside down."

"So if you were able to go back in time, you would change the day at the grocery store when you wanted carrots?" Harry asked. I shook my head.

"I don't regret that," I said, "I like being able to meet you guys, bu-"

"You would want to change the part of that day when I kissed you?"

"Yes."

There was an awkward silence. More awkward than the car ride with Niall the day I left London.

"I wouldn't change anything else," I added breaking the silence, "You can ask another question. My brain is fried at the moment."

Harry looked around the room and then up at the ceiling. He met my eyes and asked, "So if you left because we made your life chaotic, then did you leave for another reason? You just left like nothing happened. You only told Niall. You leaving made our relationship...like it was all nothing. Like I was nothing. When Megan came back from Hollywood, we really didn't know what to tell her about your disappearence."