Finding Myself.
oops.
I answered the door, happy to see Harry there, but angry at the same time. I let him in, then grabbed his hand and dragged him up to my room. When we reached my room, I shut the door behind me.
“What is this?” I said to Harry, pointing to the computer screen.
“Obviously you.” He smirked.
“I mean in the background, douche…” I rolled my eyes.
“Ohhh. Well, I told you I had your back.”
“Harry! Look at the comments!” I gestured towards the computer firmly, again.
He scanned over them, mumbling the text to himself.
Oh shit.” He said, looking up at me.
“Exactly!”
“Cassie commented.” He finished.
“Cassie?! FUCK.” I said.
“How can you do this to me, Lacy?! We are so through with being friends. And if it wasn’t for Harry and Destiny, I never would have found out! Thnx guys, but Lacy, I can’t believe you.”
“I’m not even going to comment back.” I uttered, walking away from the laptop.
A silence came onto the room.
“What’s going owww-n?!” I heard a familiar voice say, breaking it.
I turned to see Louis standing at the door, raising his eyebrows suggestively. The look on his face made me want to burst out laughing, but no. I was angry, remember?
Just focus…
But I nearly lost it again as Harry did the same back.
I ignored the suggestive eyebrow raising, and replied.
“Well Louis must-know-everyfuckingthing-that-goes-on Tomlinson, Harry’s gotten me into a big pile of shit, that’s what.” I smiled at him sarcastically.
“Brouch.” Harry giggled to himself, raising his brows at Louis again, in that suggestive manor.
“That’s a good one!” Louis laughed.
I couldn’t help laughing at the two. They were so immature, yet so hilarious. They knew how to lift my worried mood.
“Well, Dest, I don’t know how Harry’s gotten you into this big pile of doo-doo, but good luck with it all. I must go. The lounge-room beckons me. And Niall… He has food.” He smiled, and saluted us like a soldier, but less formally, as he left the room.
I laughed at him as he left.
“So, how are we going to fix you’re little… issue? Heheh” He winked at me.
“Harry, that’s not even funny.” I looked at him bluntly.
“You know it is.” He smirked.
“Shoosh. I know how we’re going in fix this.” I looked at him mischievously.
“How?” He asked, now curious.
“You’re going to come to school with me. Lacy won’t approach me if I have you!” I smiled up at him.
He shoved his hands in his pockets and lent against the wall. “What’s in it for me?”
“What do you want?” I asked.
“You, have to pretend to be my girlfriend.” He smirked evilly.
I thought about it. I made a list of pros and cons in my head.
Pros:
Harry is exceptionally good-looking.
Lacy and her posse will be so jealous.
Lacy and her posse won’t attack me and ruin me socially and emotionally, and probably physically.
I might just have feelings for Harry… So, it would be fucking amazing.
Cons:
Lacy mightn’t care.
Um.…
Uh...
I shunned myself for admitting my feelings for Harry and having only one con.
Did I really have feelings for him?
What would Niall think?
“Well, what is it love?” Harry awoke me from my day-dreaming.
I looked up at him. He was smiling, not fully, just half. It was so damn attractive. I looked at his chocolate brown curls and how they flowed perfectly around his head and slightly on his face.
Yep. I definitely liked this kid.
“Deal.” I said, putting my hand out.
He shook it warmly.
“Welcome to the business baby.” He winked.
“DESTINY!” I heard Niall’s voice come from downstairs.
“WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING?”
Instead of answering, I grabbed Harry by the wrist and bounded out of my room and down the stairs.
“Nothing big brother!” I said, jumping in front of him as he sat on the couch with Lou.
I realised I still had Harry by the wrist, as he stood there aimlessly, smiling like an idiot.
I quickly dropped it and changed the subject.
“Lou, I didn’t know you were coming over?”
“I just… felt like it.” He smiled cheekily.
“Oh. Um, okay cool.” I smiled back cheekily.
“Niall.”
“Niall.”
“Niall.”
I tried to get my brothers attention, but he was glued to the television.
“Niiiiiaaaaall!” I sang, dancing around in front of him.
He reluctantly pulled away from the T.V.
“What is it Dest.” He asked stubbornly.
“Are the others here?” I smiled.
“Kitchen.” He said, not even smiling, but staring at the T.V.
I threw my arms around him. He hugged me back and laughed in my ear.
“You cheeky one.”
I pulled away and looked at the T.V.
Ohh, that makes sense…
Manchester was versing Chelsea in soccer.
I let him be, and walked to the kitchen.
Harry followed.
“What can we do now?” He said, dragging his feet.
I looked back at him as we closed in on the kitchen and smiled.
“Destiny!” Liam smiled as I walked in.
“Hello!” I smiled cheerfully in his direction, and went over to give him a hug.
“Hey Dest!” Zayn waved a one way wave.
“Zaynie!” I said, smiling a big smile, as I wrapped an arm around his waist.
“Well, obviously you like them more than your boyfriend.” Harry said.
I turned around to look at him.
“Since when are you my boyf-“
Oh shit.
The conversation came into my mind.
“You’re going to come to school with me. Lacy won’t approach me if I have you!”
“What’s in it for me?”
“What do you want?”
“You, have to pretend to be my girlfriend.”
“I didn’t say when… or for how long.” Harry smirked as if he’d read my mind.
“You son of a bitch…” I started.
“Hey!” He shouted.
It gave me a fright.
But the nerves left when I saw a smile grow on his face.
“Don’t talk about my momma like that.” He laughed, and so did Zayn and Liam.
I laughed, but then dropped my smile into a completely straight face, as if to go ‘AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA. NO.’ Then chased him around the kitchen.
“Be careful!” Liam laughed as we ran around the island bench top in the middle of the kitchen, my ugg boots sliding on the tiles.
I finally grabbed Harry’s hand, but he turned around.
“I’ll tickle you.” He said sternly, trying not to laugh.
I widened my eyes.
Oh shit.
I turned and ran the opposite direction spastically trying to keep my balance on the tiles.
“RUN DEST.” Zayn said, chuckling along with Liam.
I let out a shriek as Harry grabbed my waist.
We were both laughing, and it reminded me of a scene from a movie or something… it was… perfect.
Harry lifted me into his chest as I hunched up into a ball with his strong arms wrapped around my waist, holding me up.
“Be careful Harry! You know what Niall would do if he saw this! He’d kill y-“
Liam got cut off by the kitchen door opening.
One thing I’ve learnt about Niall.
When he’s angry, a little purple vain pops out the side of his forehead.
As he tried to act normal and calm, he asked us.
“What’s going on here?”
I stared as the little purple vain popped out.
Oh no…
“What is this?” I said to Harry, pointing to the computer screen.
“Obviously you.” He smirked.
“I mean in the background, douche…” I rolled my eyes.
“Ohhh. Well, I told you I had your back.”
“Harry! Look at the comments!” I gestured towards the computer firmly, again.
He scanned over them, mumbling the text to himself.
Oh shit.” He said, looking up at me.
“Exactly!”
“Cassie commented.” He finished.
“Cassie?! FUCK.” I said.
“How can you do this to me, Lacy?! We are so through with being friends. And if it wasn’t for Harry and Destiny, I never would have found out! Thnx guys, but Lacy, I can’t believe you.”
“I’m not even going to comment back.” I uttered, walking away from the laptop.
A silence came onto the room.
“What’s going owww-n?!” I heard a familiar voice say, breaking it.
I turned to see Louis standing at the door, raising his eyebrows suggestively. The look on his face made me want to burst out laughing, but no. I was angry, remember?
Just focus…
But I nearly lost it again as Harry did the same back.
I ignored the suggestive eyebrow raising, and replied.
“Well Louis must-know-everyfuckingthing-that-goes-on Tomlinson, Harry’s gotten me into a big pile of shit, that’s what.” I smiled at him sarcastically.
“Brouch.” Harry giggled to himself, raising his brows at Louis again, in that suggestive manor.
“That’s a good one!” Louis laughed.
I couldn’t help laughing at the two. They were so immature, yet so hilarious. They knew how to lift my worried mood.
“Well, Dest, I don’t know how Harry’s gotten you into this big pile of doo-doo, but good luck with it all. I must go. The lounge-room beckons me. And Niall… He has food.” He smiled, and saluted us like a soldier, but less formally, as he left the room.
I laughed at him as he left.
“So, how are we going to fix you’re little… issue? Heheh” He winked at me.
“Harry, that’s not even funny.” I looked at him bluntly.
“You know it is.” He smirked.
“Shoosh. I know how we’re going in fix this.” I looked at him mischievously.
“How?” He asked, now curious.
“You’re going to come to school with me. Lacy won’t approach me if I have you!” I smiled up at him.
He shoved his hands in his pockets and lent against the wall. “What’s in it for me?”
“What do you want?” I asked.
“You, have to pretend to be my girlfriend.” He smirked evilly.
I thought about it. I made a list of pros and cons in my head.
Pros:
Harry is exceptionally good-looking.
Lacy and her posse will be so jealous.
Lacy and her posse won’t attack me and ruin me socially and emotionally, and probably physically.
I might just have feelings for Harry… So, it would be fucking amazing.
Cons:
Lacy mightn’t care.
Um.…
Uh...
I shunned myself for admitting my feelings for Harry and having only one con.
Did I really have feelings for him?
What would Niall think?
“Well, what is it love?” Harry awoke me from my day-dreaming.
I looked up at him. He was smiling, not fully, just half. It was so damn attractive. I looked at his chocolate brown curls and how they flowed perfectly around his head and slightly on his face.
Yep. I definitely liked this kid.
“Deal.” I said, putting my hand out.
He shook it warmly.
“Welcome to the business baby.” He winked.
“DESTINY!” I heard Niall’s voice come from downstairs.
“WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING?”
Instead of answering, I grabbed Harry by the wrist and bounded out of my room and down the stairs.
“Nothing big brother!” I said, jumping in front of him as he sat on the couch with Lou.
I realised I still had Harry by the wrist, as he stood there aimlessly, smiling like an idiot.
I quickly dropped it and changed the subject.
“Lou, I didn’t know you were coming over?”
“I just… felt like it.” He smiled cheekily.
“Oh. Um, okay cool.” I smiled back cheekily.
“Niall.”
“Niall.”
“Niall.”
I tried to get my brothers attention, but he was glued to the television.
“Niiiiiaaaaall!” I sang, dancing around in front of him.
He reluctantly pulled away from the T.V.
“What is it Dest.” He asked stubbornly.
“Are the others here?” I smiled.
“Kitchen.” He said, not even smiling, but staring at the T.V.
I threw my arms around him. He hugged me back and laughed in my ear.
“You cheeky one.”
I pulled away and looked at the T.V.
Ohh, that makes sense…
Manchester was versing Chelsea in soccer.
I let him be, and walked to the kitchen.
Harry followed.
“What can we do now?” He said, dragging his feet.
I looked back at him as we closed in on the kitchen and smiled.
“Destiny!” Liam smiled as I walked in.
“Hello!” I smiled cheerfully in his direction, and went over to give him a hug.
“Hey Dest!” Zayn waved a one way wave.
“Zaynie!” I said, smiling a big smile, as I wrapped an arm around his waist.
“Well, obviously you like them more than your boyfriend.” Harry said.
I turned around to look at him.
“Since when are you my boyf-“
Oh shit.
The conversation came into my mind.
“You’re going to come to school with me. Lacy won’t approach me if I have you!”
“What’s in it for me?”
“What do you want?”
“You, have to pretend to be my girlfriend.”
“I didn’t say when… or for how long.” Harry smirked as if he’d read my mind.
“You son of a bitch…” I started.
“Hey!” He shouted.
It gave me a fright.
But the nerves left when I saw a smile grow on his face.
“Don’t talk about my momma like that.” He laughed, and so did Zayn and Liam.
I laughed, but then dropped my smile into a completely straight face, as if to go ‘AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA. NO.’ Then chased him around the kitchen.
“Be careful!” Liam laughed as we ran around the island bench top in the middle of the kitchen, my ugg boots sliding on the tiles.
I finally grabbed Harry’s hand, but he turned around.
“I’ll tickle you.” He said sternly, trying not to laugh.
I widened my eyes.
Oh shit.
I turned and ran the opposite direction spastically trying to keep my balance on the tiles.
“RUN DEST.” Zayn said, chuckling along with Liam.
I let out a shriek as Harry grabbed my waist.
We were both laughing, and it reminded me of a scene from a movie or something… it was… perfect.
Harry lifted me into his chest as I hunched up into a ball with his strong arms wrapped around my waist, holding me up.
“Be careful Harry! You know what Niall would do if he saw this! He’d kill y-“
Liam got cut off by the kitchen door opening.
One thing I’ve learnt about Niall.
When he’s angry, a little purple vain pops out the side of his forehead.
As he tried to act normal and calm, he asked us.
“What’s going on here?”
I stared as the little purple vain popped out.
Oh no…
that was the last chapter of Finding Myself until the next book in the series ! :)
If you want to know what happens, you gotta wait for book 2 ! But don't worry, it'll be up soon xoxo
11/21/13