Your Song
Chapter 5
The bed feels empty as I move around to get comfortable. I've been half awake for about 10 minutes but I've refused to open my eyes in the hope I will drift back to sleep. I reach over to Liam’s side in the hope to find his warmth but he isn't there.
I reluctantly open my eyes and I'm instantly blinded by the light that is streaming in through the open curtains. Liam isn't in the bed and the bathroom door is open so he isn’t in there either.
I heave my aching bones up so I'm sitting up in bed. He normally wakes me if he is going out. My attention is immediately drawn to our open bedroom door where the noise of the TV from the living room is coming in. He must have woken up early and not wanted to wake me by watching TV in our room.
I drag my legs out of bed, find my soft slippers and slide my feet inside. I stand and quickly put my uncontrollable bed hair up into a ponytail.
I walk down the hall and the noise of the TV gets louder with every step I take. I walk into the living room. ‘Liam how come…’ I freeze as I’m not met by one pair of eyes but 5.
Much to my disadvantage Liam has decided to invite the boys over and not tell me. The TV is on the same wall as the door is so now not just Liam but Louis, Zayn, Niall and worst of all Harry can now see me in a t-shirt and my underwear. All the boys start to laugh apart from Harry who is just smirking at me.
A wolf whistle coming from Louis manages to unfreeze me and I squeal running back out of the room and back down the hall.
‘The boys are here by the way.’ I hear Liam laugh before I slam my bedroom door.
I re-enter the living room in a more respectable outfit and I look at Louis as he groans. ‘Awww man I preferred the other outfit.’
Before I had the chance to retaliate Liam already was doing it for me. ‘Fuck off Louis.’ I smiled at Louis and flipped him my middle finger who feigned shock.
‘What are you idiots doing in my house anyway?’ I ask putting my hands on my hips.
‘Well we were just so desperate to see such a beautiful lady as yourself.’ Zayn says with a wide smile on his face.
‘Ok what do you want?’ I sigh looking at Zayn.
‘Mind cooking us some lunch darling.’ Niall speaks up.
‘I thought there was something.’ I laugh. ‘You guys are lucky you are so cute. Pasta ok?’ I say as I turn my back to them and walk into the kitchen. A chorus of thank yous follow me as I walk.
I get a kiss on the cheek from each of the boys as I collect their bowls apart from Harry as thankfully he had put his down on the coffee table. That would have been too awkward for me to deal with.
‘Samii if you weren't already married I would marry you.’ Louis says as I take his bowl.
‘Oi watch it Tomlinson.’ Liam laughs from his space on the chair opposite him.
‘I better start on all your washing up then.’ I smile and give Liam a kiss on the cheek.
‘I'll help.’ Harry says as he stands.
‘No it’s fine really.’ I plead hoping Liam would say something but he doesn't and just carries on watching the football that’s on the TV.
‘I insist.’
The tension between Harry and me in the kitchen is getting unbearable as I wash and Harry dries. I’m slightly on edge as I’m just waiting for Harry to say something or grab me and try to make a move.
‘I’m sorry about last night. I was a little tipsy.’ Harry’s voice breaks the silence.
I continue to wash the bowls and act like he never said anything. I don't want to engage in any sort of conversation with him.
‘I missed you and thought about you every single moment of every day.’ Harry mumbled.
I throw the bowl I was previously washing back into the sink and turn to Harry while I dry my hands. ‘Do you really want to do this here? With my husband in the next room?’ Harry flinches when I say the word husband.
Harry steps closer to me so his familiar scent surrounds me. ‘I had no choice Samii.’
I scoff and push Harry away. ‘You had a choice Harry and you made the wrong one.’
I walk back into the living room and I can hear Harry’s footsteps following me.
‘I’m going to see Grace for a bit baby.’ I say giving Liam a long kiss on the lips making sure Harry is watching. His eyes turn a darker green and I can tell I have succeeded in annoying him.
I turn and smile a goodbye to the boys who all mumble a goodbye at me as they are too engrossed in the football to say goodbye.
Apart from Harry who is still standing in the doorway and staring daggers at me. I push past him and he turns to look at me as I open the door.
I look back at him and we make eye contact which sends shivers up my spine and he smirks noticing my reddening face. I quickly leave and run my fingers through my hair letting out a long sigh and beginning my short journey to Grace and Niall’s.
I reluctantly open my eyes and I'm instantly blinded by the light that is streaming in through the open curtains. Liam isn't in the bed and the bathroom door is open so he isn’t in there either.
I heave my aching bones up so I'm sitting up in bed. He normally wakes me if he is going out. My attention is immediately drawn to our open bedroom door where the noise of the TV from the living room is coming in. He must have woken up early and not wanted to wake me by watching TV in our room.
I drag my legs out of bed, find my soft slippers and slide my feet inside. I stand and quickly put my uncontrollable bed hair up into a ponytail.
I walk down the hall and the noise of the TV gets louder with every step I take. I walk into the living room. ‘Liam how come…’ I freeze as I’m not met by one pair of eyes but 5.
Much to my disadvantage Liam has decided to invite the boys over and not tell me. The TV is on the same wall as the door is so now not just Liam but Louis, Zayn, Niall and worst of all Harry can now see me in a t-shirt and my underwear. All the boys start to laugh apart from Harry who is just smirking at me.
A wolf whistle coming from Louis manages to unfreeze me and I squeal running back out of the room and back down the hall.
‘The boys are here by the way.’ I hear Liam laugh before I slam my bedroom door.
I re-enter the living room in a more respectable outfit and I look at Louis as he groans. ‘Awww man I preferred the other outfit.’
Before I had the chance to retaliate Liam already was doing it for me. ‘Fuck off Louis.’ I smiled at Louis and flipped him my middle finger who feigned shock.
‘What are you idiots doing in my house anyway?’ I ask putting my hands on my hips.
‘Well we were just so desperate to see such a beautiful lady as yourself.’ Zayn says with a wide smile on his face.
‘Ok what do you want?’ I sigh looking at Zayn.
‘Mind cooking us some lunch darling.’ Niall speaks up.
‘I thought there was something.’ I laugh. ‘You guys are lucky you are so cute. Pasta ok?’ I say as I turn my back to them and walk into the kitchen. A chorus of thank yous follow me as I walk.
I get a kiss on the cheek from each of the boys as I collect their bowls apart from Harry as thankfully he had put his down on the coffee table. That would have been too awkward for me to deal with.
‘Samii if you weren't already married I would marry you.’ Louis says as I take his bowl.
‘Oi watch it Tomlinson.’ Liam laughs from his space on the chair opposite him.
‘I better start on all your washing up then.’ I smile and give Liam a kiss on the cheek.
‘I'll help.’ Harry says as he stands.
‘No it’s fine really.’ I plead hoping Liam would say something but he doesn't and just carries on watching the football that’s on the TV.
‘I insist.’
The tension between Harry and me in the kitchen is getting unbearable as I wash and Harry dries. I’m slightly on edge as I’m just waiting for Harry to say something or grab me and try to make a move.
‘I’m sorry about last night. I was a little tipsy.’ Harry’s voice breaks the silence.
I continue to wash the bowls and act like he never said anything. I don't want to engage in any sort of conversation with him.
‘I missed you and thought about you every single moment of every day.’ Harry mumbled.
I throw the bowl I was previously washing back into the sink and turn to Harry while I dry my hands. ‘Do you really want to do this here? With my husband in the next room?’ Harry flinches when I say the word husband.
Harry steps closer to me so his familiar scent surrounds me. ‘I had no choice Samii.’
I scoff and push Harry away. ‘You had a choice Harry and you made the wrong one.’
I walk back into the living room and I can hear Harry’s footsteps following me.
‘I’m going to see Grace for a bit baby.’ I say giving Liam a long kiss on the lips making sure Harry is watching. His eyes turn a darker green and I can tell I have succeeded in annoying him.
I turn and smile a goodbye to the boys who all mumble a goodbye at me as they are too engrossed in the football to say goodbye.
Apart from Harry who is still standing in the doorway and staring daggers at me. I push past him and he turns to look at me as I open the door.
I look back at him and we make eye contact which sends shivers up my spine and he smirks noticing my reddening face. I quickly leave and run my fingers through my hair letting out a long sigh and beginning my short journey to Grace and Niall’s.
Notes
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1/16/14