Forever 2: "The Falldown" (Hariana / Diall)

29: The Missteps

A love that should be given a patience so once it comes to you, it is better and you know that you deserve every inch of it.

A R I A N A

I woke up and seeing the sun's ray coming in. Let me guess it's afternoon, since I know I just took a nap. I saw the clock and it's four in the afternoon. I feel different ambiance in my room, it was like energetic and giving me more life inside.

Because as far as I remembered, I fell asleep maybe one in the afternoon after we got drunk and I became a bit sober. I saw Harry beside me fell asleep also, releasing snores. He looks tired and drier tears in his cheeks are visible. I tried to get up.

"Fuck!" I curse because my knee hurts and also my head is pounding so hard.

That hangover is a bitch and getting slipped in the bathroom wrongly, kneel very hard at the floor was not even good. Now I can't walk. Because of the loud swear left from my mouth, I woke him up.

"Ariana, are you alright?" Harry asked, forcefully sat up and looks at me very concern.

I saw his green eyes again, meet my brown eyes. When we're staring at each other, I suddenly forgot the pain and I don't know what got in to me, because I wrapped my arms around his neck, resting my head on his shoulder. He truly loves me because I remembered what he said to me and I know he meant it. I miss his warmth.

"I'm sorry." I cooed.

"It's alright. I'm sorry too." He said as he kissed my cheeks, and rubs my back, soothing me instantly.

"Also, thank you." I said and kiss him, not moving our lips and just lingering the way our lips connected.

"By the way, your knee still hurts. Just rest there, I'll take care of you." Harry said as we pulled out and planting a kiss on my forehead.

I can't complain to him, because I know I can't win, mostly if he wants to take care of me. And excuse me, Harry, as in Harry Styles from One Direction, will take care of you, lovesick. It's like some girls will wish not to recover, so Harry will take care of them, forever.

He went out of the room and came back, with some cloth, bandage and anything stuffs that I don't probably know. Why do I need to care? Wait, the topic should be us, not the freak first aids, right? Why I'm asking myself? Oh, dear I did it again.

"Little princess, feeling alright?" He said while massaging gently my knee, pressing it and it was really good. He was really good.

"Yeah, it feels more good, because of your hand." I said and he kind of giggled.

"By the way, I'm really, really sorry. Making out with her is just making out, but kissing, hugging, making out with you, there's love, there's feelings." He said as he looks up to me again.

"It's fine, I heard it already and I already forgave you." I said.

"So you heard me, before we sleep?" He asked.

"Yeah and I know you won't hurt me again." I said and he start wrapping my knees with bandages and cloths.

I feel very complete, confident and safe again, having him at my side. After that, we laid down again, and he hugged me very tight, feeling the warmness of his hug filled with sweet and romantic... I'll just say I'm in Narnia!

I wonder what's happening to the other girls.

E L E A N O R

I'm with Louis here in his bed, cuddling. I totally forgave him. After hearing those words, when he made me sober.