Take Me Home

Christmas and Cutting

TWICE IN 1 DAY!!! I KNOW YOU GUYS LOVE ME LOL!! J

2 MONTHS LATER…

*HARRY AND MEGAN ARE BACK TOGETHER , ZAYN AND HANNAH ARE DATING. EVERONE IS IN LONDON  AND ITS CHRISTMAS*

Harry’s POV:

‘Merry Christmas Megan!”he whisper yelled when they woke up “Hey babe, merry chrstmas!” they kissed, got dressed and headed to Zayn’s house and he lived with..hannah, my Hannah. When they got to the house they ran inside and of course Hannah looks georgeous. “Hey Hanna” he whispered looking at the ground, just like he did the night she dumped him. The tears welled up in her eyes, then came the water works. She cried and ran to her room, Danielle and El ran and followed her. He wanted to give her the present he had bought her. A necklace with a charm in the middle. “Dude, why did you do that? Actually, I know why because that’s all you know what to do to her, hurt her and cause her to cry all night long!!! Dude, hasn’t forgotten what happened between you, what you did to her…she’s different, she doesn’t laugh or smile anymore…Harry, she cuts..” said Zayn,whispering that last part. No , Harry couldn’t have done that all to her, it’s impossible, was she really that hurt? He went to her room knocking on the door, he heard yelps of pain and crying. Ohmigod, what has he done? “Hannah? Is that you? Can I come in please?” He opened the big wood door and there she was, crying and a razor next to her, blood allover her arms. Dani and El hugged her rubbing her back. He ran over to her and did the only thing he could think of, kissed her arms and then her lips. He missed them so much, the way they were so…perfect.

Hannah’s POV:

There he was. Harry Cheater Styles, was actually back talking to her…and with someone else.She was beautiful and a bit shorter than Harry. I could never look like that, Harry would never love me, she would never be fully happy…she would never be his. She burst into tears and ran to her room looking for her razor and then found it, she held it to her arm and thousands of red scars covered them, she started going yelling in pain, crying over Harry. He caused all of it, He hurt her. Dani,El and Zayn were the only ones that knew about her arms. Dani and El bursted through the doors with a first aid kit and open arms. She then heard someone knock on the doors…Harry.”Can I come in?” he said shyly.He opened the door and a look of horror flashed across his face, Dani and El kept hugging me. I cried harder thinking of the painful reminder of what had happened on my birthday. He ran over towards me and started kissing my freshly made scars, then he surprised me a bit, he passionately kissed me and asked for access to my tongue I  declined at first and I got lost in his scent and opened my mouth. He pulled away. “Don’t you dare ever do that to me again! Hannah…I..I..I love you. I’m so sorry for what happened in New York and by the way, I kept it this entire time, you ring that you gave me after the concert in LA. That girl I brought with me today, she’s my friend okay, we used to date before we ever met and she thinks we are together again but, trust me we aren’t” He laid it all out, let everything spill out,told me everything. “Harry, I need to tell you something. Me and Zayn are kinda together, he’s been with me through everything in the past 3months, while you have been in America with your “friend” for the past 3months.If you really did love me, you would’ve fought for me , chased me through the airport and then told me all this. Harry, it’s way too late” I told him, finally gathering my emotions. I ran to Zayn and hugged him as hard as I could and told him I loved him. I loved when Zayn hugged me, he made me feel so safe and his hugs were so genuine and loving. Harry’s hugs felt…dirty and recycled like he hugged every girl in England. Zayn was the complete opposite of Harry. I loved Zayn.

Zayn’s POV:

I told Harry everything, everything that had happened in the 3 months. He followed her to her room and god knows what happened but,all I know is the perfect girl was hugging me right now and telling me she loved me. She was amazing and beautiful and way better than Harry’s “friend”. The girl was honestly standing there like a lost puppy without Harry by her side. She kept checking her phone and staring in random places. She was alright but, definitely not smart…Harry’s type. Hannah was special. She was smart, funny, absolutely georgeous ,friendly, cheeky and certainly a full package. She was mine.” I love you too Hannah Banana…so much” I whispered to her, we hugged and when we broke away, reality came back and I realized it was Christmas. I ran and grabbed my present from under the tree and gave it to her. “Here ya go love. Merry Christmas” She opened the blue box and she started happy crying. I gave her a charm bracelet. It was silver with a heart, the day we started dating and a heart that said forever and always. “I love it zayny but, not as much as I love you. Thank you Zayny” she said while hugging me tightly. She then gave me my present. A black and white varsity jacket with out initials on it and the number 15,our lucky number.

Zayn and Hannah’s POV:

Best Christmas Ever.