She's not afraid (One Direction/Selena Gomez)

chapter 4

Fourteen days have passed without an incident. During that time Harry, Zayn, Niall and me fell into some kind of never-ending routine of training. The reason behind it all is still a puzzle to my mind.

Throughout the days I got to know them much better, though about Harry I know nothing of importance. In such a short time I grew to love Niall as my brother, his carefree characteristic made it impossible not to. Even prank war has been created between the two of us, consequently our bond only increased.

Zayn's confidant stature, his upfront comments and his caring gestures stirred my hormones profoundly. The way he carries himself and the way he gives me attention can flourished a red in my cheeks whenever. The desire for Harry is still growing, though Zayn occasionally invading my mind in ways, which causes my body to feel an inexorable heat.

"Lads can we go shopping, please!" I whined for what it seemed like a hundredth time today.

...Yes, sometimes I use British language and after two weeks of being in the house with them I need holidays, even if it is only for a few hours...

It is lunchtime now and the kitchen is our shelter for such times. "Why?" Harry asked. I believe he'd lose his patience, but he doesn't.

"Because, I need clothes and some girly stuff." I made my best irresistible puppy face.

Harry grumbled beneath his breath, before he pauses for a moment, looking at me, he sighs heavily and declares: "Fine. Get yourself ready, and then well go!"

Zayn and Niall just shake with their heads, yet amusement is visible on their features. Happiness flooded every inch in my body, therefore I enfold Harry in my warm embrace. He froze at that, though I pay no mind to it. I quickly pull away from him and in an instant run into my room.

In a record time I managed to put on black leggings, white oversized sweater with pink hearts, black high top sneakers with white strips, and collected my hair into a ponytail. The realization about my hair, which are always in messy bun, braid or ponytail made me smile.

...Oh well...

I rush downstairs towards the entrance, only to be greeted by the boys already fully groomed to perfection in their black suits, which serves them as a uniform.

...How can they already be all dressed up and waiting on me? I mean I was changed in five minutes, oh, well it was maybe longer than that, but still...they work fast...

The excitement is strongly visible in my stature, my steps ceased when the proximity between our bodies is almost nonexistent "Let's goo!" I shouted, because I couldn't contain my thrilled mood.

"Thanks for making me deaf!" Niall joked, I scoff a playfulness in the presence of displeasure.

As we proceed to leave the house, in first step that I took I managed to trip over my feet. I yelp; involuntary reaction in a moment of surprise, but before the gravity could win, strong hand around my waist ceased the fall. Instantly I'm standing firmly on my feet, yet the hand doesn't leave its position. The heat that radiating from his body quickened the beat of my heart. I turn my head to the side my eyes watching the pale green, as proximity knocked the breath from my chest.

"Can't you be less clumsy!" Harry's voice was low, smirk on his face builds to his eyes. Only few rare occasions provided me with his heavenly smirk.

"Sorry, I can't help it." I spoke in a hushed tone one filled with slight fear.

His eyes make contact with mine, setting my skin on fire, the heat coloring my cheeks. The air thickened and short minutes seems quite longer, as we share unceasing look. Suddenly he looks away, his hand loses contact with my body. I furrow my eyebrows but words won't come out. A sigh in defeat falls from my lips.