One Direction Imagines: TEMPORARILY CLOSED
I Will Always Believe
RACHEL'S POV
Harry escorted me to the hotel room door, before turning me around with an apologetic look on his face.
"Rachel, you don't have to do this. The boys are... Well..."
"Harry. I think I can handle it. I've seen videos and stuff; I know how to react."
"Okay, okay, but you should know what they're like in the hotel room, though. They're going to assume that you're my girlfriend, and then they're going to flirt with you. Shamelessly. And it's going to be a mess in there."
"Like your old room at home?"
"Yes- wait. When were you in my room?"
"Umm... Just, you know... Dropping off things... And stuff like that... Yeah."
"Oh. Okay. Umm, well, good luck." And with that, he opened the door.
---
Louis was dancing around the living room, singing along to Rock Me. Believe me, it was quite a sight.
As it could be predicted, Niall was sitting in the kitchen, eating food.
Zayn was trying to watch something on the television, while Louis was trying to annoy the crap out of him. After he hit him in the head with a pillow, it got crazy.
"That is it!" Zayn shouted. "No one messes up the hair! Without dire consequences! Here come your dire consequences!"
Then he jumped off of the couch and tackled Louis.
Liam was looking bewildered at me and Harry, when suddenly, Zayn ran into him, knocking him over.
Harry groaned and walked over to the three wrestling boys, pulling them apart. "Guys! We have some company."
"Well, why didn't you say anything, Harry?" Louis grinned.
Harry shot Louis a nasty look. "Boys, this is Rachel. Rachel, the boys."
"Hi, guys," I shyly murmured.
"Harry, why did you never tell us about Rachel? You also lied to all those interviewers! Having a girlfriend is nothing to be ashamed of!" Liam smiled.
"Rachel is not my girlfriend! She's an old friend from home."
"Harry, you lied to me!" Louis screamed.
"What did I lie about?" Harry sighed.
"Angels do exist! And there's one standing in our hotel room."
Harry turned to me, and said, "I warned you. Now, lets go."
"But, Harry! Let the pretty girl decide if she wants to go or not! I'm sure she'd much rather stay with us handsome chaps than you." Niall winked.
All of a sudden, Harry got a dark look in his eye. "No. We're leaving, Rachel."
Then he grabbed my wrist, and pulled me all the way to the park. I'd never seen Harry like this, and frankly, it scared me.
Once we got to the park, he seemed to lose steam, and sat down on a bench.
"Harry! What is wrong with you?"
"I-I don't know." He whispered.
"Harold Edward Styles! You know exactly what, and I want to hear it now."
He looked up at me, and slowly shook his head. "You don't want to hear it. You would just laugh at me."
"Try me."
He sighed and then motioned to the spot next to him on the bench. "Rachel, I've felt this way ever since I saw you. And every time I leave, it just gets stronger. I love you. And if the boys try to flirt with you again, I might rip their heads off. Rachel?"
I sat there, my mouth slightly open. "Impossible. You can't- how could you- why? Why do you love me? I'm just... Me."
"That's what I like about you. You don't try to be someone else, you don't try to use be because of the band. You just are yourself. Rachel, I really, really like you."
I thought back to the endless hours of day dreams I had about me and Harry. The seconds I would take to duck into his room while he wasn't there, and inhale his scent. The minutes that I would steal from our family time, so I could look at his picture and talk to it, pretending that he was actually listening.
I looked back at him, and smiled softly. "Harry-"
"Rachel, if you're going to pat my head, and laugh inwardly, can we just skip that part, and go to where I leave?"
"But, Harry, I'm not going to. I love you too. I've loved you since primary school."
"I know. I'm just going to leave-what?"
"I love you too."
He sat there, just staring at me.
"Harry? You know, if you want me to just pat your head and laugh inwardly, I can. I don't want to, but if that's what you want..."
"No! I just don't understand. How could I have missed you liking me?"
"I don't know. Maybe the same way that I missed you liking me? Perhaps?"
He just laughed, and pulled me close. He began whispering Rock Me into my ear. I guess it was still stuck in his head from when we stopped by the hotel.
Do you remember summer '09?
Wanna go back there every night,
Just can't lie, was the best time of my life,
Lying on the beach as the sun blew out,
Playing this guitar by the fire too loud,
Oh my, my, they could never shut us down
I used to think that I was better alone,
Why did I ever wanna let you go?
Under the moonlight as we stared at the sea,
The words you whispered I will always believe
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah,
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah,
I want you to hit the pedal, heavy metal, show me you care
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
Yeah, we were together summer '09,
Wanna roll back like pressing rewind,
You were mine and we never said goodbye
I used to think that I was better alone,
Why did I ever wanna let you go?
Under the moonlight as we stared at the sea,
The words you whispered I will always believe
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
I want you to hit the pedal, heavy metal, show me you care
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
R-O-C-K me again,
R-O-C-K me again,
R-O-C-K me again, yeah
I want you to R-O-C-K me again,
R-O-C-K me again,
R-O-C-K me again, yeah
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
I want you to hit the pedal, heavy metal, show me you care
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
I want you to hit the pedal, heavy metal, show me you care
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
---
We returned to the hotel room, hands intertwined. We walked in and the room became silent.
Louis shouted, "Well, it's about bloody time!"
Harry just laughed and sat down on the couch, pulling me onto his lap.
Harry escorted me to the hotel room door, before turning me around with an apologetic look on his face.
"Rachel, you don't have to do this. The boys are... Well..."
"Harry. I think I can handle it. I've seen videos and stuff; I know how to react."
"Okay, okay, but you should know what they're like in the hotel room, though. They're going to assume that you're my girlfriend, and then they're going to flirt with you. Shamelessly. And it's going to be a mess in there."
"Like your old room at home?"
"Yes- wait. When were you in my room?"
"Umm... Just, you know... Dropping off things... And stuff like that... Yeah."
"Oh. Okay. Umm, well, good luck." And with that, he opened the door.
---
Louis was dancing around the living room, singing along to Rock Me. Believe me, it was quite a sight.
As it could be predicted, Niall was sitting in the kitchen, eating food.
Zayn was trying to watch something on the television, while Louis was trying to annoy the crap out of him. After he hit him in the head with a pillow, it got crazy.
"That is it!" Zayn shouted. "No one messes up the hair! Without dire consequences! Here come your dire consequences!"
Then he jumped off of the couch and tackled Louis.
Liam was looking bewildered at me and Harry, when suddenly, Zayn ran into him, knocking him over.
Harry groaned and walked over to the three wrestling boys, pulling them apart. "Guys! We have some company."
"Well, why didn't you say anything, Harry?" Louis grinned.
Harry shot Louis a nasty look. "Boys, this is Rachel. Rachel, the boys."
"Hi, guys," I shyly murmured.
"Harry, why did you never tell us about Rachel? You also lied to all those interviewers! Having a girlfriend is nothing to be ashamed of!" Liam smiled.
"Rachel is not my girlfriend! She's an old friend from home."
"Harry, you lied to me!" Louis screamed.
"What did I lie about?" Harry sighed.
"Angels do exist! And there's one standing in our hotel room."
Harry turned to me, and said, "I warned you. Now, lets go."
"But, Harry! Let the pretty girl decide if she wants to go or not! I'm sure she'd much rather stay with us handsome chaps than you." Niall winked.
All of a sudden, Harry got a dark look in his eye. "No. We're leaving, Rachel."
Then he grabbed my wrist, and pulled me all the way to the park. I'd never seen Harry like this, and frankly, it scared me.
Once we got to the park, he seemed to lose steam, and sat down on a bench.
"Harry! What is wrong with you?"
"I-I don't know." He whispered.
"Harold Edward Styles! You know exactly what, and I want to hear it now."
He looked up at me, and slowly shook his head. "You don't want to hear it. You would just laugh at me."
"Try me."
He sighed and then motioned to the spot next to him on the bench. "Rachel, I've felt this way ever since I saw you. And every time I leave, it just gets stronger. I love you. And if the boys try to flirt with you again, I might rip their heads off. Rachel?"
I sat there, my mouth slightly open. "Impossible. You can't- how could you- why? Why do you love me? I'm just... Me."
"That's what I like about you. You don't try to be someone else, you don't try to use be because of the band. You just are yourself. Rachel, I really, really like you."
I thought back to the endless hours of day dreams I had about me and Harry. The seconds I would take to duck into his room while he wasn't there, and inhale his scent. The minutes that I would steal from our family time, so I could look at his picture and talk to it, pretending that he was actually listening.
I looked back at him, and smiled softly. "Harry-"
"Rachel, if you're going to pat my head, and laugh inwardly, can we just skip that part, and go to where I leave?"
"But, Harry, I'm not going to. I love you too. I've loved you since primary school."
"I know. I'm just going to leave-what?"
"I love you too."
He sat there, just staring at me.
"Harry? You know, if you want me to just pat your head and laugh inwardly, I can. I don't want to, but if that's what you want..."
"No! I just don't understand. How could I have missed you liking me?"
"I don't know. Maybe the same way that I missed you liking me? Perhaps?"
He just laughed, and pulled me close. He began whispering Rock Me into my ear. I guess it was still stuck in his head from when we stopped by the hotel.
Do you remember summer '09?
Wanna go back there every night,
Just can't lie, was the best time of my life,
Lying on the beach as the sun blew out,
Playing this guitar by the fire too loud,
Oh my, my, they could never shut us down
I used to think that I was better alone,
Why did I ever wanna let you go?
Under the moonlight as we stared at the sea,
The words you whispered I will always believe
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah,
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah,
I want you to hit the pedal, heavy metal, show me you care
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
Yeah, we were together summer '09,
Wanna roll back like pressing rewind,
You were mine and we never said goodbye
I used to think that I was better alone,
Why did I ever wanna let you go?
Under the moonlight as we stared at the sea,
The words you whispered I will always believe
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
I want you to hit the pedal, heavy metal, show me you care
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
R-O-C-K me again,
R-O-C-K me again,
R-O-C-K me again, yeah
I want you to R-O-C-K me again,
R-O-C-K me again,
R-O-C-K me again, yeah
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
I want you to hit the pedal, heavy metal, show me you care
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
I want you to hit the pedal, heavy metal, show me you care
I want you to rock me, rock me, rock me, yeah
---
We returned to the hotel room, hands intertwined. We walked in and the room became silent.
Louis shouted, "Well, it's about bloody time!"
Harry just laughed and sat down on the couch, pulling me onto his lap.
My full name is Lily Whitelaw I am 17 a quiet girl and a very sweet girl with a great sence of humor, blue eyes and brown hair short pretty loves music is a great singer has 3 best friends Sarah, Charlotte and Emily she has a mum and dad,dad is called James and mum is called Helen she is a triplet, she has a triplet brother and a triplet sister her sister is called Hayley and her brother is called Derek, she has a cousion called Emelia she is 17 she is 2 months older than her she also has a younger sister who is 13 her name is Kaylah, she goes to high school one about Niall every girl fancies him and falls in love with him but he only falls in love with me he is 18 years old , Me and my family live in LA
1D song: another world
10/23/16