"Harry, are you okay? What are you doing in my room?" I asked Harry. I was confused though. Was he sleep walking? "Just to talk" he answered and sat down on the edge if my bed. "Ok what?" I ask kinda irritated that I'm losing sleep. "Has anyone ever touched you before?" he asks me with a serious tone. "Wha- what?" I stutter. "Harry I don't think we should be talking about this, your dating my sister" "Has anyone ever kissed you?" he just goes on. "No" I answer looking down. "Perfect" he answers coming closer to me with a smirk on his face.
Seventeen year old Elle Brooks knew she was going to behavioral camp. What she didn't know was that a certain boy with dyed hair was going to make it a lot more complicated.
zayn's a little depressed, and a little lonely, and yeah, his band mates kicked him out of the band because he was gay, and yeah, he was right in thinking that they don't care about him.