Harry's POV:

Ugh, her with Zayn? No. She deserves better. I love Zayn to death but why does he have to choose her? And why does she have to choose him? I sighed, "I'm going to get some air." I said... not like anybody cared. I got up out of the chair and felt eyes all over me. I didn't care. Why do I feel this way? Dude, you just broke up with your girlfriend... Why are you making this a big deal? I went out on the back porch and just stared at the distance between me and the horizon. I sat there for 15 minutes until I heard the door open.
"Hey." she said. My heart skipped a beat. Dammit. Why does she make me feel this way?
"Hey."
"Mind if I join you?" she asked. I shook my head and she took the chair right beside me. "Are you okay?"
"Never better." I bitterly mumbled.
She sighed and turned her chair to face me. "Are you upset about what happened in there?"
I scoffed, "No. I felt lightheaded." I lied. She put her fingers under my chin so gently that it gave me chills. and turned my head so that I was facing her.
"You don't have to lie to me, Harry." she said honestly.
I gave a heavy sigh, "Yes. Yes. It bugged me."
"It was just a da-" she protested.
"Just a dare? Then tell me. How was it? Did you enjoy it? Would you do it again?" I looked her hard in the face. I didn't want to know the answers... Actually, I don't want to know them. Before she responded, I quickly changed my mind, "No, never mind. I don't want to know." I got up forcefully and turned away from her, about to head in through the door.
"But, Harry..." she started.
"What? What do you want?" I snapped at her and she recoiled.
"I-I... Zayn and I.. We-" I took her shoulders and pushed her up against the wall.
"I don't want to know, Jenny," I said agitated, running a hand through my hair, "I don't want to know about you and Zayn. Because I want it to be you and ME." I growled, "Ever since I laid eyes on you, I couldn't get you off my mind. You were an enigma, a mystery. And I couldn't let another man, not even one of my brothers, figure you out."
"But- I don't.. unders-" before she said anything else, I pressed my lips against hers.

Jenny POV:

I was outside on the back porch with Harry and he had me pinned against the wall.
"I don't want to know, Jenny," he said, running his fingers through his hair, "I don't want to know about you and Zayn. Because I want it to be you and ME. Ever since I laid eyes on you, I couldn't get you out of my mind. You were an enigma, a mystery. And I couldn't let another man, not even one of my brothers, figure you out."
"But- I don't... unders-" I tried to tell him, but before I could, his lips crashed against mine. My mind went blank. Holy shit, I'm kissing Harry Styles. He was dominant, and he made it known. His kiss was the complete opposite of Zayn's. Zayn was gentle, sweet, and simple. Harry was rough, passionate, and sexy. The one thing that was the most different... I could tell from Harry's that he needed me. That he was broken, and needed someone, not just wanted someone. And it was okay.. because I was broken too. Truth is... I knew what I wanted. I wanted Harry. I needed Harry.
He pulled away slowly opening his eyes, making me feel disappointed. Lou opened the sliding glass door and said, "Harry... Paige is here."
I don't know if he could hear it, but my heart broke at those words. He looked at me, knowing that what just happened determined who I chose. And I chose him. Easily. But, it looks like I'm not the only factor in this equation.

Lani POV:

Niall and I went back inside and were watching The Dark Knight together. I seriously felt like we were one of those teenage babysitters that turned it into a date after the kids fell asleep. Snuggled in his arms and the sheets, I felt safe. I loved the feeling of him. He was warm and comforting to be around. I looked up at him and smiled.
"What?" he asked, "Do I have something on my face?" I laughed.
"No, babe. Can't I just look at you without being questioned?" his eyes narrowed on me.
"What are you thinking?"
"How surreal this is. It's incredible." I responded.
"Trust me, it's as surreal for me as it is for you." He pressed his forehead against mine and lightly kissed it. "You're one in a million." I smiled, content with who he was. Who he is. He seriously feels like the missing piece of me.
Right as Heath Ledger came out in his nurse outfit for his big "explosion" scene, there was a knock at the door. Thinking it was probably Jenny, I went to answer it. I opened the door with a smile that faded quickly. I froze at the sight before me. It was worse than Slender man, Freddie Kruger, Jason, and Chuckie (at the same time) all in an abandoned asylum that you happened to be trapped in.
"Hey Lailani, can I come in?" the person asked.
I felt tears well up in my eyes. Memories were spilling out one by one. Bad memories. Terrible memories. Nightmares. The person who stood at the door... Was my father.

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