Completed Heart

Chapter 75 : The Story

Chapter 75: The Story

“Well,” Harry started again, “I first met Susan when we got grouped together on the X-Factor. I remember I was only sixteen and she was only fourteen. She seemed so much younger than me, although it is only a year and a half difference. We were meeting each other’s families and I had just me Zayn’s and Louis’ sisters. Your mother couldn’t make it, so Susie came by herself on the train. I remember that you were so nervous; we had to keep comforting you. By the time you and Zayn came back from picking her up from the station. You came into our X-Factor room with Susie asleep in your arms. Since I had just met all of the other sisters, I didn’t think anything of her.” Liam nodded along with the story, remembering everything.

“The next morning she woke up and was cranky. I thought it was fun to tease her. After that, I only saw her a few times; when she came to visit you or came to concerts. I barely spoke to her. When we came to stay with you guys that week, I noticed how different she was. She was more mature, taller, thinner, and, sorry if this makes you uncomfortable, sexy. I wanted her in a lustful way. Since she was your sister, I stuck to flirting with her. Every time I made an innuendo, she would get all embarrassed and uncomfortable. We went to the pool together and I couldn’t help but get turned on. She was so fit!I remember that you got so territorial, Liam. You threatened me, you threatened her. I remember feeling mad at you for doing that. For some reason, I cared what she thought of me. Then, that night where she threw her, er, temper tantrum…” Harry paused to chuckle at the memory. I slapped his arm, but he didn’t seem to notice.

“Well, that night, my opinion changed. I went in to comfort her because you and the other boys were to chicken to go into a girl’s bathroom. I went to go comfort her and for some reason, seeing her cry made me want to cry too. I wanted to punch someone. Then, I kissed her. She didn’t kiss back and she kindly informed me that she was not looking for that kind of a relationship with me. It hurt me, being rejected. I couldn’t bear it. After she came back out to apologize, we got drunk. I drank even more than everyone else to wash away the pain. On the car ride home I think I may have tried some funny business. I’m not sure, it was all hazy.” This part of the story was awkward. I had worked so hard to hide all of these things from Liam. Danielle seemed really engrossed in the story, I was too. I remembered all of this, but it was different hearing it from Harry’s point of view. Liam was rubbing his hands nervously, and avoiding Harry’s gaze. I could tell that he was really uncomfortable with that part of the story. I could tell he had the urge to punch Harry, but he was restraining himself.

“Then, you wanted to schedule a dinner with Tyler,” Harry spat his name through clenched teeth, “I didn’t want to meet him. I was jealous of him. I wanted to BE him. I put on a face though and helped at the supermarket. I thought it was hilarious how you, Liam, worked so hard to prevent Susie and I from shopping together. Then, we discovered that tabloid article putting the two of us together. All of those pictures they had of us, well, I liked them. You were upset, but I managed to calm you down somehow. Want to know a secret? I went back to that store and bought the tabloid by myself. I still have it. I used to read the article and look at the pictures. I liked the idea of being together.” Harry admitted sheepishly.

“We came back and got ready for the dinner. When everyone arrived, I gave Tyler a cold shoulder. I looked at the two of them together and something just felt off, you know. I felt so left out; everyone else loved Tyler. I couldn’t accept him, for some reason. After everyone left, something snapped in me. I was angry that she chose him over me. I said something that I shouldn’t have and she got pissed. She called me a man whore. That isn’t anything new, though. I had a well deserved reputation. For some reason, though, it hurt much worse when she said that to me. I responded by calling her a whore. That is something I regret to this day,” he rubbed my hand soothingly, comforting me as he replayed our big fight.