They Don't Know About Us

Heartattack - Chapter 29

*CHLOES POV*
I would have never, ever thought that me.. of all people would be at front of a One Direction concert with my boyfriend, Harry Styles dedicating his solo in Little Things to me. "I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape, you never waant to know how much you weigh, you still have to squeeze into your jeens but you're perfect to me. Love you, Clo" The whole time, Harry's eyes never left my own. Like he had just zoned out, just me and him in the whole of the Arena. It sure felt like it. I could feel tears streaming down my face.. Happy and sad. Happy because he was the best thing that had happened in my life, but sad because of what had been going on lately. He suddenly snaps out of his trance and mouths "I love you!" and turns his attention to Niall, who puts his hands out for a simple fist-bump. Paige hugs me, smiling as Becky and Shelby scream and giggle hysterically. 

After a few more hours of screaming, crying and dedicated songs, the concert finally ends and security rush us backstage. The boys are joking around, changed but sweat lines their forheads.. It reminds me so much of how we all met. Suddenly Harry walks towards me. Before he could say anything, I stopped him by lightly kissing him on the lips, before breaking apart. "You did amazing." I smile, still wrapped in his strong embrace. He smiles, stroking the hair out of my face. "That was the best concert we have ever done, you girls completed it!" Louis pipes up, arms wrapped firmly around Shelby who's face is red and puffy from all the crying. "It was the best concert, by far!" Paige agrees, braking her longed trance from Niall. "Time for the Hotel, me thinks!" Zayn calls to the rest to us, a hint of emotion sparking in his eyes. We all agree and swiftly make our way back into the black SUV, thankfully avoiding press and the fans. Harry sits beside me. Holding me tight.

After arriving at the hotel and having what me, Paige, Shelby and Becky would call a "posh" meal, we all make our way to the rooms in the hotel. As soon as the door is closed and the calls of goodnight came from everyone, I find Harry's lips crushed against mine. At first, it was soft as if he was trying not to break me but then it became more passionate. "I promise that i'll never leave you, Clo.." He mumbles, his voice husky and thick. I smile as we make our way towards the bed. A rush of hormones surge through my body, clouding my brain. The only thing that I can think about is Harry. Nothing else mattered. We find ourselves disappearing into the covers. For filling a night full of lust and love. 

I awake from what seems to be a dream, Harry protectively shielding my naked body against his. After a few moments of staring into space, I turn over to face him. His eyes distant.. Upset. "Harry? What's wrong?" I mutter, tracing my finger over his cheek. It takes a moment for him to reply. "I didn't.. Hurt you, did I?" His eyes suddenly shifted to mine, intensely worried. "What! No! No, of course you didn't.." I replied "I-I mean of course it hurt.. Kind of-it was my first time.. But i'v never felt so.. alive." He nods, biting the side of his lip. "Whats this, then?" He lifts my arm up, showing my scarred wrist. Fresh tears well up in his eyes. "Why didn't you tell me, Clo!" I stumble before responding "I-I.. I dunno! It was just because I couldn't handle it.. When Paige and Shelby we're getting tortured.." I mumble, looking at the faded red scars. "Seeing you like that.. It killed me, don't ever do that again Clo! I promise.. nothing else will hurt you, not ever!" Tears finally fall down his cheeks, I pull him into an embrace as he kisses the scars. "I wont do it again.. I promise." Our embraces are broken when a sharp nock arrives at our door. "Oi! Hazza, Clo get up. Breakfast! Nialler is getting hungry!" The sound of Liam calls from the door. "Coming!" I reply and swiftly rush into the shower before we both head downstairs to breakfast, hand in hand.