Wrecking Ball
Chapter 9
*I, I love you like a love song, baby. And I keep hitting re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat*
I groaned reaching my arm out trying to find my phone, fumbling around for it I finally found it under my pillow.
‘Yes.’ I said slightly annoyed that I had been woken up.
*Harry’s P.O.V*
‘Well good morning to you too’ I chuckled down the phone.
‘What do you want’ Samii said impatiently.
‘I was just calling to make sure you would be at the fight tonight’
‘Will you be there?’ She said flatly.
‘Of course’
‘Then no’ I laughed.
‘Niall will pick you two up at 8’ I said before hanging up.
*Samii’s P.O.V*
I sighed, put my phone on my dresser and made my way to Grace’s room. I really needed a heart to heart about this whole Harry thing.
I was about to knock on her door when I heard her on the phone.
‘Lou, I can’t be doing this. I’m with Niall, sort of.’
‘That was a mistake, I’m sorry baby’
‘I can meet you in about an hour or so’
‘Bye’
I lightly knocked on her door and entered.
‘Oh sorry Samii I didn’t realise you were there’ Grace said wiping her face, she had obviously been crying.
I walked over to her bed and got in with her.
‘Tell me everything’ I said gently trying not to set her off again.
Grace sighed and put her head in her hands.
‘I don’t know who to choose Samii. I really like Niall and he makes me happy. But Louis is like a drug, I can’t stay away.’ Grace said letting out little sobs.
I gently rubbed her hair and held her.
‘You just need time to think and it will come to you. Trust me’ I smiled at her.
Grace smiled weakly back and went to the bathroom to shower. I decided not to mention that I over heard her conversation with Louis.
We were seated right next to ring by the corner Harry and Louis would be fighting in. Niall had his arm loosely draped over Grace’s shoulders and they were laughing. I caught myself smiling at them, why can’t mine and Harry’s relationship be that simple.
The bell went and Louis and his opponent went back to their corners. Zayn rubbed his shoulders and was whispering things in his ears. Louis was staring at Grace and Niall; they were all over each other, Louis eyes were like daggers. Louis nodded at what Zayn was saying and the bell sounded again.
Louis started beating on the other guy pretty hard and in the end Louis was dragged off him. Louis hand was raised and he pointed at Grace and winked. What the hell was he doing? Grace quickly looked away but Niall had noticed and suddenly went red and stood up ready to confront Louis. Zayn was over before Niall could move and pushed him back in his seat.
‘Niall, you need to calm down. It was nothing, just Louis being cocky.’ Zayn said.
‘Maybe I should jump in that ring and kick his teeth in.’ Niall said through gritted teeth.
‘You haven’t fought in years, just drop it.’
Niall had seemed to calm down so Zayn followed Louis into the changing rooms. Grace was rubbing Niall’s hand in an effort to help calm him while Niall rested his forehead in her hair.
‘Our next match will be a bare knuckle fight’ the referee shouted over the crowd. The crowd cheered and Harry and his opponent made their way into the ring.
I looked at Niall with a confused look. ‘Bare knuckle?’
‘No gloves’ he said flatly
Jesus Christ. The bell rang and Harry was the first to throw a punch that connected to his opponents jaw and he stumbled back. I was on my feet next to Liam in Harry’s corner, shouting encouragement to Harry.
After a few minutes the bell rang. Harry had taken a few punches and as a result had blood running down his cheek and a few purple patches starting to show but his opponent was worse off.
Liam stood up on the apron, and I followed him.
‘Bare knuckle? What the hell for?’ I said noticing his hands were covered in blood.
‘Bigger risk. Bigger pay out’ Harry said after washing his mouth out with water and spitting the now red liquid into a bucket.
‘So this is your job then? I could imagine you in a library or something’ I smiled.
Harry laughed. ‘It pays well’
The bell went again and before Liam could put his gum shield back in I gave him an urgent kiss as if to say be careful.
Harry won the fight after just two rounds and climbed out of the ring, his arm snaking round my waist. He guided me to the changing rooms and I sat on a bench while he got changed. I couldn’t help but stare at his six pack.
‘Enjoying the view?’ Harry laughed snapping me out of my thoughts.
‘Come on darling, let me drive you home’ he said leaning his forehead against mine.
Harry pulled up outside my flat and turned his engine off.
‘I don’t want to play games anymore’ Harry was staring straight in my eyes.
‘I like you and want to take you out tomorrow’ Harry looked at my face searching for an answer.
‘That would be nice. Text me the details.’ I leaned forward and kissed his cheek.
I jumped out of his car and started walking up the stairs to my door, turning round to smile and wave before walking in.
I closed the door and heard his engine roar off into the night. Finally a date and no more games. Me and Harry were finally doing something normal together.
I groaned reaching my arm out trying to find my phone, fumbling around for it I finally found it under my pillow.
‘Yes.’ I said slightly annoyed that I had been woken up.
*Harry’s P.O.V*
‘Well good morning to you too’ I chuckled down the phone.
‘What do you want’ Samii said impatiently.
‘I was just calling to make sure you would be at the fight tonight’
‘Will you be there?’ She said flatly.
‘Of course’
‘Then no’ I laughed.
‘Niall will pick you two up at 8’ I said before hanging up.
*Samii’s P.O.V*
I sighed, put my phone on my dresser and made my way to Grace’s room. I really needed a heart to heart about this whole Harry thing.
I was about to knock on her door when I heard her on the phone.
‘Lou, I can’t be doing this. I’m with Niall, sort of.’
‘That was a mistake, I’m sorry baby’
‘I can meet you in about an hour or so’
‘Bye’
I lightly knocked on her door and entered.
‘Oh sorry Samii I didn’t realise you were there’ Grace said wiping her face, she had obviously been crying.
I walked over to her bed and got in with her.
‘Tell me everything’ I said gently trying not to set her off again.
Grace sighed and put her head in her hands.
‘I don’t know who to choose Samii. I really like Niall and he makes me happy. But Louis is like a drug, I can’t stay away.’ Grace said letting out little sobs.
I gently rubbed her hair and held her.
‘You just need time to think and it will come to you. Trust me’ I smiled at her.
Grace smiled weakly back and went to the bathroom to shower. I decided not to mention that I over heard her conversation with Louis.
We were seated right next to ring by the corner Harry and Louis would be fighting in. Niall had his arm loosely draped over Grace’s shoulders and they were laughing. I caught myself smiling at them, why can’t mine and Harry’s relationship be that simple.
The bell went and Louis and his opponent went back to their corners. Zayn rubbed his shoulders and was whispering things in his ears. Louis was staring at Grace and Niall; they were all over each other, Louis eyes were like daggers. Louis nodded at what Zayn was saying and the bell sounded again.
Louis started beating on the other guy pretty hard and in the end Louis was dragged off him. Louis hand was raised and he pointed at Grace and winked. What the hell was he doing? Grace quickly looked away but Niall had noticed and suddenly went red and stood up ready to confront Louis. Zayn was over before Niall could move and pushed him back in his seat.
‘Niall, you need to calm down. It was nothing, just Louis being cocky.’ Zayn said.
‘Maybe I should jump in that ring and kick his teeth in.’ Niall said through gritted teeth.
‘You haven’t fought in years, just drop it.’
Niall had seemed to calm down so Zayn followed Louis into the changing rooms. Grace was rubbing Niall’s hand in an effort to help calm him while Niall rested his forehead in her hair.
‘Our next match will be a bare knuckle fight’ the referee shouted over the crowd. The crowd cheered and Harry and his opponent made their way into the ring.
I looked at Niall with a confused look. ‘Bare knuckle?’
‘No gloves’ he said flatly
Jesus Christ. The bell rang and Harry was the first to throw a punch that connected to his opponents jaw and he stumbled back. I was on my feet next to Liam in Harry’s corner, shouting encouragement to Harry.
After a few minutes the bell rang. Harry had taken a few punches and as a result had blood running down his cheek and a few purple patches starting to show but his opponent was worse off.
Liam stood up on the apron, and I followed him.
‘Bare knuckle? What the hell for?’ I said noticing his hands were covered in blood.
‘Bigger risk. Bigger pay out’ Harry said after washing his mouth out with water and spitting the now red liquid into a bucket.
‘So this is your job then? I could imagine you in a library or something’ I smiled.
Harry laughed. ‘It pays well’
The bell went again and before Liam could put his gum shield back in I gave him an urgent kiss as if to say be careful.
Harry won the fight after just two rounds and climbed out of the ring, his arm snaking round my waist. He guided me to the changing rooms and I sat on a bench while he got changed. I couldn’t help but stare at his six pack.
‘Enjoying the view?’ Harry laughed snapping me out of my thoughts.
‘Come on darling, let me drive you home’ he said leaning his forehead against mine.
Harry pulled up outside my flat and turned his engine off.
‘I don’t want to play games anymore’ Harry was staring straight in my eyes.
‘I like you and want to take you out tomorrow’ Harry looked at my face searching for an answer.
‘That would be nice. Text me the details.’ I leaned forward and kissed his cheek.
I jumped out of his car and started walking up the stairs to my door, turning round to smile and wave before walking in.
I closed the door and heard his engine roar off into the night. Finally a date and no more games. Me and Harry were finally doing something normal together.
Notes
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12/11/13