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Harry gaze turned to face mine.

"It was nothing. I was just agreeing with what Liam had said." He defended himself. I felt a little stupid for making a deal out of it.

"Hmmm ok." I didn't know what to say so I let it slid. I shifted back to my previous position, my back slumped against the couch looking at the floor. The room was quiet for a while until Louis decided to brake the tension in the room.

"Well lads, if she's cold hearted like she says she would be great back home." Harry's face turned to a frown and I felt his muscles tense up next to me. I could tell he gave Louis a deathly glare from the corner of my eye. I continued to stare at the pattern of the carpet not wanting to look up or say anything.

"Shut up, you know we left that life behind when we came here." Niall replied almost instantly.

"I wouldn't bring her into that life." I heard Harry speak next to me. I lifted my gaze up to look at Harry. What life? Why does he care?

I face him confused and he gives me a reassuring nod, but I turn my face away. I don't know why I'm being like this. Why I feel hurt. I shouldn't care, but I do. I care what Harry says about me. I am starting to care and feel self-caution about my body and voice and the way I act. What if he gets tired of me soon? What if he is looking for an innocent girl who will do as he says? Who is skinnier and lighter? Who doesn't have a horrible past and could easily be dominated.

"What life?" I shyly ask looking at Harry.

"It doesn't matter. You may have killed someone, but I know you care. I know it kills you every day in the inside. You're just good at hiding your emotions." Harry whispers, but I know that the boys had heard.

I looked away from him and at the rest of the room. The boys had a surprised look on their face, except Louis who had a smirk on his face. I quickly got up from the couch without a word and toward the door. I left the hotel room walking toward our room. I heard foot steps behind me along with my name being shouted, but I paid no attention to it. My mind was clouded with many thoughts. The memory of the night I killed the girl. It haunts me every time it’s brought up.

I get to the front of our door reaching in my pocket for the key. Once I quickly open the door I shut it locking it with the chain on the door. I feel knocking and kicks being made on the door, but I am out of it. I slid down the door with my back towards it. I hug my knees and rock back and forth.

"Estrella let me inside!" Harry shouts from the other side of the door.

"No, no I'm sorry. It was an accident. I'm not a murderer." I whisper. "I'm sorry mom and dad. I'm sorry!" I shout.

"Estrella let me help you!" Those words broke my thought. Braking me from my darkness. I get up from the floor patting my face to completely bring myself back. I unlock the door to be faced with a worried Harry.

He engulfs me in a tight hug, while I stand embarrassed of my actions.

"What was that? What happened?" He asks pulling me away, but holding on to my shoulders as I see the rest of the boys behind him.

"Nothing. I Just, I don't know. I'm sorry, but I have moments where the images come back to my head." I look down to the floor, but Harry's fingers pull my chin up to face him.

"It's ok, I'll be here for you." He gives me a small smile, but I pull away.

"I don't need your help. I don't need a baby sitter, I don't want to be fixed." I pull away angry. I know that I need help, but I don't want it. I've always been the one to help others, but when it comes to receiving help I don't accept it nor do I want it.

"Stop being stubborn. I will stay by your side because you do need me as much as I need you." He steps closer and takes my hands.

"And why do you need me?" I ask bitterly, pulling my hand away from his.

"Because I like spending time with you when you aren't in this depressing mood. You are fun and crazy and always have something to say. You are simple, independent, and fearless. The love you have for you brothers and nephews is incredible. It makes me think and wonder if that’s your brothers', how it would be toward your future man and kids?"

I am speechless to what he had said. I am frozen in my spot as I stare at his beautiful green eyes. I am mesmerized at his beauty every time I get lost in his beautiful eyes.

"And I want that man to be me." Harry finished wrapping his arms around me in a tight hug. I don't protest.

I let his words sink in as I burrow my face in his chest. I am getting tired of fighting against my heart. I want my heart to finally have a say in this situation, but I am afraid. For once I admit to be afraid, and its love. I am afraid of falling in love with any man, especially with Harry.

"Why me? I'm not special. I'm a nobody." I look up at his face to be met by his eyes already on me.

"I'm not special either." He counters back.

"But you're beautiful and have a career in front of you." I reply hugging him tighter. He chuckles and pulls me away holding on to my shoulders. I look behind him and noticed the boys had left.
"Why are you laughing?"

"You called me beautiful. When in reality you are the beautiful one." He leans his face closer to mine only inches away. I stare into his eyes and decide to close the gap. We share a slow, but romantic kiss. His tongue seeking entrance and I grant it. I wrap my hands around his neck as he pulls me closer to his body holding on to my waist.

"Wow get a room you two!" I pull away from the kiss surprised by the intruder. Harry lets out a groan and turns around. It was Louis who was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest with a smirk on his face.

"We are in our room, but you interrupted!" Harry said, with annoyance in his voice.

"Well we all just wanted to know if she was okay." Niall said coming into view as the rest of the boys. Where they all hidden behind the walls?

"Yea I'm better. Sorry about that." I smile at them removing myself from Harry's hold to stand next to him.

"So are you and Harry a thing now?" Louis asks bringing heat into my cheeks. I'm not even sure about that. Harry didn't say anything and I didn't want to say the wrong answer.

"Shut up Louis. Are you guys’ hungry I can make some bomb ass Mexican food?" I try to change the vibe in the room since it was starting to get awkward.

"Yess! You get started on the food while we watch T.V." Niall shouts making his way to the couch and turning on the T.V.

"Yea we haven't had a good home cooked meal in a long time." Liam speaks as I make my way toward the kitchen as the boys all sit down on the couches watching a soccer game.



I look in the fridge and noticed Harry didn't get much of food. I asked him for money and made my way to the closes store to get the ingredients needed. I arrive back to the hotel and start making dinner. I made enchiladas with red chili coated tortillas and chicken in the inside with shredded lettuce and cheese on top. I placed 6 enchiladas in each plate for the boys at the little dining table that was next to the kitchen.



"Food's ready!" I yelled and the first one to get up and find a seat was Niall. The rest of the boys get up from the couch and find a seat on the table. There was only room for 5 people at the table so I thought I'd let the boys eat first then I would eat.

Niall was the first to take a bite. "Oh my hmmmm.. They are so good." And rest nodded their heads in approval.

"Aren't you going to eat with us?" Harry asked looking to his left and right to find an open spot.

"There's no space I’ll just wait until you guys finish eating-" Harry pats his knees and cuts me off.

"Wight here. Come sit on my lap." He had food in his mouth making him talk funny. I laughed at his face stuffed in food and sat on his lap. Not before grabbing 3 enchiladas for myself.

"Harry you have to marry her." Louis speaks with food also in his mouth. "This tastes like heaven."

"She is defiantly a keeper Harry." Liam speaks up making a circle with his thumb and index finger.

Harry and I just chuckle at their comments and continue eating. At the end of dinner I wash all the dishes and clean the table. The boys were in the living room watching a movie, but I decided to go into the bedroom and change into pajamas. Once changed I sat at the end of the bed and threw my body back into the mattress with my hands on top of my head. I looked straight up at the ceiling with a smile on face.




"Do you love him?" A voice asks from the door and I shoot up from the bed.

"Ahh! What the hell! You scared me." I laugh as I hold on to my heart.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you." Zayn walks closer and sits at the end of the bed with me.

"It’s ok. What are you doing here?" I ask looking at his face.

"I was going to use the bathroom, but I saw you and decided to talk to you." He smiles.

"About what?" I ask confused.

"About Harry and you."

"What about us?" I furrow my eyebrows together still confused.

"Do you love him?" He asks again and I turn to look at my hands on my lap.

"I umm. I don't know. Love is such a big word.." I try to avoid the question, but he sees right
through it.

"Just answer yes or no. It’s a simple question." He sounded impatient.

"No it’s not a simple question. At least not for me because I don't want to feel. I don't want to love or be in love or have someone love me. I don't want to get hurt again." I reply getting irritated myself and standing up from the bed and running my fingers through my head.

"Again?" Harry's voice comes from behind me. I turn around to see him looking back and forth between Zayn and me.

"Yes again." I reply harshly.

Zayn get up with his hand up in the air. "I'll let you two talk." And walks out of the room closing the door behind him.

Harry eyes focused on me and he looks mad.

Notes

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