Breathe Me
Good Different
Faith's POV:
When I woke up, I felt someone's tight grip around my waist. I turned around uncomfortably and saw Harry smiling at me. "Good morning beautiful," he said.Liar. "Good morning.." I looked down and saw that Harry was shirtless. His jeans only covering only the bottom part of his body. Harry saw I was checking him out and raised his eyebrows. I was blushing furiously. "How'd you sleep?" He asked. "Great," I said quietly, almost whispering. He frowned. "No, Faith. Don't tell me that. From now on you're going to tell me how you truly feel." I smiled weakly. "I'm a bit tired," I replied. "You want something to eat? I could make you something, I'm a great cook ya know." He winked at me. I laughed. "No,thanks. I'm really not that hungry. What I need is a shower." He nodded. He found out about my self-harm, but he wasn't going to know about my eating issues. Harry was still holding on to my waist. "Um, Harry.." I motioned to his arms. He blushed and let go of my waist. I smiled and poked his dimples. "Be right back, Curly." He chuckled.
Harry's POV:
"Be right back, Curly." There was that silly nickname she gave me. When she shut the door to her bathroom, I began meditating. Why would she hurt herself? I mean, she always looked happy. Besides, she's a beautiful girl. The way her curly hair hung from her back. And the way the little hairs stick out when she wears a beanie. And let me tell you she looked amazing in that dress she wore the other day. I know what you're thinking. No, I don't fancy her. Well, okay maybe just a bit. A loud noise downstairs interrupted my thoughts. I put on my shirt and went downstairs. I instantly regret it when Faith's dad saw me. He had a knife in his hand. "Hello," I said casually as if we already knew each other. He gave me a confused look. "Who are you?" He asked sternly. "Uh," I suddenly forgot my name. "I'm Harry. One of Faith's friends." He gave me a smile. "Ah, Harry. What are you doing here?" He asked. I definatly didn't want to tell Faith's father that I had spent the night here. "Uh, well I came here really early," I said hoping he would believe me. "Come on Harry, don't be nervous. Faith talks about you all the time," he flashed me a friendly smiled. Faith talked about me? I couldn't help but smile at the thought of her. No, I wasn't falling for her. I couldn't.
Faith's POV:
When I left the restroom, Harry wasn't there anymore. I frowned. Had he left? Of course.. I went downstairs to find my dad and Harry laughing. Hm, he didn't leave after all. I looked at them suspiciously. "What are you two laughing about?" I asked them. "Nothing," they said at the same time. I rolled my eyes. "Oh, dad. This is Harry. Harry, this is my dad Will." My dad chuckled. "How could I forget his name?" My checks turned a shade of pink. "Anyways," my dad continued. "I have to go to work. See ya sweety. See ya Harry," he waved at Harry and kissed my forehead. Harry and I were left alone. "Sooo," Harry said uncomfortably. I smiled at him. "What's up, Curly?" He smiled back. My stomach erupted in butterflies. "I was thinking the boys..and girls could have a movie night, ya know." I nodded. "Good idea," I said. "My dad is probably gonna work late anyways, so we can do it here."
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It is currently 6 pm and I'm waiting for the boys and their girlfriends. (Including Pril and Anthony). I put on some comfortable shorts and a tshirt that said California on it. I didn't put on my bracelets. If the any of the boys asked about my scars, I would tell them the truth. It was time to change. I grabbed the box on my bookshelf that was filled with blades, razors, and stuff I could myself with. I threw them down the toilet and flushed it. I let out a sigh. No more hurting yourself, Faith. You promised Harry. I heard the door bell ring. They're here..I skipped my way downstairs and opened the door for them. "Faith!" They all said in unison. Once everyone said their 'hellos', we sat down in the living room. Liam was always the first one to speak. "Zayn, I thought you said Perrie would be here." He asked Zayn. "Who's Perrie?" I asked Zayn. He looked down. "She was my girlfriend," he said a little bit disappointed. Louis spoke up. "Woah, mate. Was? What happened?" "She said we couldn't be together anymore.." There was a silence. I went ahead and sat down next to Zayn. I rubbed his back and said, "She probably isn't the one, Zayn." He looked at me. "But..it really felt like she was the one," he explained. After a long silence I elbowed him. "C'mon, we came here to have fun with our friends! What movie do you guys want to watch?" After a long debate of Love Actually and The Conjuring, Niall protested we needed food. "Well," Niall said. "We NEED food. How can we watch a movie without junk food??" Everyone rolled their eyes. I just laughed. "I agree, Nialler" Louis said. "Who wants to go buy junk food??" Liam announced. "Meee!" Everyone said in unison. "Except you two," I pointed at April and Harry. "By the time we're back, you guys better have decided which movie." Harry requested Love Actually and April requested The Conjuring. I know, right?
Harry's POV:
After everyone left I immediately went to sit next to April. She seemed to be texting someone. She gave me a weird look. "We're watching The Conjuring, Styles." I sighed. "Yeah, sure. But only if you answer this question," I told her. She brought her full attention to me. "Well, um you're Fath's best friend right?" She nodded. "Since kindergarten, yes." "Okay, well did you know..she um," I couldn't get it out. April waited. "She self harms." I waited for her reaction. She nodded. How could she be so calm about this? "Yeah, Harry. She used to hurt herself before her mom died. Even after. Wow, she told you? But she stopped. I'm so proud of her," she said smiling. I shook my head. "No, I mean she does. I caught her cutting her thighs. I came right on time and cleaned her cuts. It looks like she was going pretty deep. But don't worry, she promised me she wouldn't hurt herself anymore," I told her. She stared at me with wide eyes and stood up. April began pacing around the room. She kept repeating "nononnon Faithy," I tried to calm her down, but she pushed me away. "Don't you understand, Harry? She promised me she would stop! You think she'll stop now?!" She was screaming. "Look, I don't know what happened in the past, but she really stopped. I took away her blade," I told her. April went out the door without another word.
Faith's POV:
After coming back from the store and buying all of that food(requested by Niall), we decided to watch Love Actually. Haven't watched that one yet. Harry told me that April wasn't feeling well so she left. After the movie, everyone passed out. Louis and Eleanor were cuddled up in the small couch, Liam and Danielle were resting on the other couch along with Zayn. Harry was sleeping soundly on the floor. It was only Niall and I. "So," I went and sat next to him. "What do we do know?" I asked Ni. He gave me an evil smile. "One word. Prank. " I smiled and nodded. I looked around and saw that Harry was sprawled on the floor with both of his legs and arms out. Niall smiled and said, "I'll go get a pen." I'll go get whipped cream," he nodded as we parted ways. I went to the kitchen and grabbed the whipped cream from the fridge. I got a napkin and skipped to the living room. I found Niall drawing a mustache on Harry. I tried my best not to laugh. I went and put whip cream on Harry's hand. I tickled is nose with the napkin and waited. Three seconds later, Harry had a mustache and his face full on whip cream. Niall and I burst out laughing, waking the others. Harry woke up with an angry expression on his face. "You little.." I took Niall's hand and darted upstairs to my room. After making sure the door was locked Niall asked, "What do we do now?" I shrugged. I went ahead and sat on my bed waiting for Naill to do the same. As soon as I did,I picked out the book I was currently reading. Dead Beautiful, the book is called. I gave it to Niall. "So I started reading this book and its really interesting. It's about this girl and her parents died on her birthday and.." I trailed off. Niall was staring at me. I blushed. Why would he care about the book I was reading? You're so dumb, Faith.
"Sorry," I said, taking the book away from him. He touched my hand. "Don't," he smiled. I put my book away on tits place and went back to Niall. He was still smiling. "What?" I asked. It's just you're adorable. I mean, look at you. Your eyes shine when you talk about your book. When do you find a girl doing that? The way you talk or how you dress. You don't care what others think about you." If you only knew, I thought. I smiled. "You're..different," he finally said. "Good different or bad different?" I asked. He grinned. "Totally ,good different."
When I woke up, I felt someone's tight grip around my waist. I turned around uncomfortably and saw Harry smiling at me. "Good morning beautiful," he said.Liar. "Good morning.." I looked down and saw that Harry was shirtless. His jeans only covering only the bottom part of his body. Harry saw I was checking him out and raised his eyebrows. I was blushing furiously. "How'd you sleep?" He asked. "Great," I said quietly, almost whispering. He frowned. "No, Faith. Don't tell me that. From now on you're going to tell me how you truly feel." I smiled weakly. "I'm a bit tired," I replied. "You want something to eat? I could make you something, I'm a great cook ya know." He winked at me. I laughed. "No,thanks. I'm really not that hungry. What I need is a shower." He nodded. He found out about my self-harm, but he wasn't going to know about my eating issues. Harry was still holding on to my waist. "Um, Harry.." I motioned to his arms. He blushed and let go of my waist. I smiled and poked his dimples. "Be right back, Curly." He chuckled.
Harry's POV:
"Be right back, Curly." There was that silly nickname she gave me. When she shut the door to her bathroom, I began meditating. Why would she hurt herself? I mean, she always looked happy. Besides, she's a beautiful girl. The way her curly hair hung from her back. And the way the little hairs stick out when she wears a beanie. And let me tell you she looked amazing in that dress she wore the other day. I know what you're thinking. No, I don't fancy her. Well, okay maybe just a bit. A loud noise downstairs interrupted my thoughts. I put on my shirt and went downstairs. I instantly regret it when Faith's dad saw me. He had a knife in his hand. "Hello," I said casually as if we already knew each other. He gave me a confused look. "Who are you?" He asked sternly. "Uh," I suddenly forgot my name. "I'm Harry. One of Faith's friends." He gave me a smile. "Ah, Harry. What are you doing here?" He asked. I definatly didn't want to tell Faith's father that I had spent the night here. "Uh, well I came here really early," I said hoping he would believe me. "Come on Harry, don't be nervous. Faith talks about you all the time," he flashed me a friendly smiled. Faith talked about me? I couldn't help but smile at the thought of her. No, I wasn't falling for her. I couldn't.
Faith's POV:
When I left the restroom, Harry wasn't there anymore. I frowned. Had he left? Of course.. I went downstairs to find my dad and Harry laughing. Hm, he didn't leave after all. I looked at them suspiciously. "What are you two laughing about?" I asked them. "Nothing," they said at the same time. I rolled my eyes. "Oh, dad. This is Harry. Harry, this is my dad Will." My dad chuckled. "How could I forget his name?" My checks turned a shade of pink. "Anyways," my dad continued. "I have to go to work. See ya sweety. See ya Harry," he waved at Harry and kissed my forehead. Harry and I were left alone. "Sooo," Harry said uncomfortably. I smiled at him. "What's up, Curly?" He smiled back. My stomach erupted in butterflies. "I was thinking the boys..and girls could have a movie night, ya know." I nodded. "Good idea," I said. "My dad is probably gonna work late anyways, so we can do it here."
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It is currently 6 pm and I'm waiting for the boys and their girlfriends. (Including Pril and Anthony). I put on some comfortable shorts and a tshirt that said California on it. I didn't put on my bracelets. If the any of the boys asked about my scars, I would tell them the truth. It was time to change. I grabbed the box on my bookshelf that was filled with blades, razors, and stuff I could myself with. I threw them down the toilet and flushed it. I let out a sigh. No more hurting yourself, Faith. You promised Harry. I heard the door bell ring. They're here..I skipped my way downstairs and opened the door for them. "Faith!" They all said in unison. Once everyone said their 'hellos', we sat down in the living room. Liam was always the first one to speak. "Zayn, I thought you said Perrie would be here." He asked Zayn. "Who's Perrie?" I asked Zayn. He looked down. "She was my girlfriend," he said a little bit disappointed. Louis spoke up. "Woah, mate. Was? What happened?" "She said we couldn't be together anymore.." There was a silence. I went ahead and sat down next to Zayn. I rubbed his back and said, "She probably isn't the one, Zayn." He looked at me. "But..it really felt like she was the one," he explained. After a long silence I elbowed him. "C'mon, we came here to have fun with our friends! What movie do you guys want to watch?" After a long debate of Love Actually and The Conjuring, Niall protested we needed food. "Well," Niall said. "We NEED food. How can we watch a movie without junk food??" Everyone rolled their eyes. I just laughed. "I agree, Nialler" Louis said. "Who wants to go buy junk food??" Liam announced. "Meee!" Everyone said in unison. "Except you two," I pointed at April and Harry. "By the time we're back, you guys better have decided which movie." Harry requested Love Actually and April requested The Conjuring. I know, right?
Harry's POV:
After everyone left I immediately went to sit next to April. She seemed to be texting someone. She gave me a weird look. "We're watching The Conjuring, Styles." I sighed. "Yeah, sure. But only if you answer this question," I told her. She brought her full attention to me. "Well, um you're Fath's best friend right?" She nodded. "Since kindergarten, yes." "Okay, well did you know..she um," I couldn't get it out. April waited. "She self harms." I waited for her reaction. She nodded. How could she be so calm about this? "Yeah, Harry. She used to hurt herself before her mom died. Even after. Wow, she told you? But she stopped. I'm so proud of her," she said smiling. I shook my head. "No, I mean she does. I caught her cutting her thighs. I came right on time and cleaned her cuts. It looks like she was going pretty deep. But don't worry, she promised me she wouldn't hurt herself anymore," I told her. She stared at me with wide eyes and stood up. April began pacing around the room. She kept repeating "nononnon Faithy," I tried to calm her down, but she pushed me away. "Don't you understand, Harry? She promised me she would stop! You think she'll stop now?!" She was screaming. "Look, I don't know what happened in the past, but she really stopped. I took away her blade," I told her. April went out the door without another word.
Faith's POV:
After coming back from the store and buying all of that food(requested by Niall), we decided to watch Love Actually. Haven't watched that one yet. Harry told me that April wasn't feeling well so she left. After the movie, everyone passed out. Louis and Eleanor were cuddled up in the small couch, Liam and Danielle were resting on the other couch along with Zayn. Harry was sleeping soundly on the floor. It was only Niall and I. "So," I went and sat next to him. "What do we do know?" I asked Ni. He gave me an evil smile. "One word. Prank. " I smiled and nodded. I looked around and saw that Harry was sprawled on the floor with both of his legs and arms out. Niall smiled and said, "I'll go get a pen." I'll go get whipped cream," he nodded as we parted ways. I went to the kitchen and grabbed the whipped cream from the fridge. I got a napkin and skipped to the living room. I found Niall drawing a mustache on Harry. I tried my best not to laugh. I went and put whip cream on Harry's hand. I tickled is nose with the napkin and waited. Three seconds later, Harry had a mustache and his face full on whip cream. Niall and I burst out laughing, waking the others. Harry woke up with an angry expression on his face. "You little.." I took Niall's hand and darted upstairs to my room. After making sure the door was locked Niall asked, "What do we do now?" I shrugged. I went ahead and sat on my bed waiting for Naill to do the same. As soon as I did,I picked out the book I was currently reading. Dead Beautiful, the book is called. I gave it to Niall. "So I started reading this book and its really interesting. It's about this girl and her parents died on her birthday and.." I trailed off. Niall was staring at me. I blushed. Why would he care about the book I was reading? You're so dumb, Faith.
"Sorry," I said, taking the book away from him. He touched my hand. "Don't," he smiled. I put my book away on tits place and went back to Niall. He was still smiling. "What?" I asked. It's just you're adorable. I mean, look at you. Your eyes shine when you talk about your book. When do you find a girl doing that? The way you talk or how you dress. You don't care what others think about you." If you only knew, I thought. I smiled. "You're..different," he finally said. "Good different or bad different?" I asked. He grinned. "Totally ,good different."
11/24/13