Through The Dark

We started to run back to the arena because the paparazzi were attracting attention. Harry and I laughed the entire way back as he held my hand and pulled me along.

When we finally got back to the venue and into the tour bus, we noticed all of the boys were awake except for Zayn. This didn't really surprise me much because they said that Zayn sleeps...a lot.

I noticed Liam, Niall and Louis were talking about something at one of the tables in the kitchen area.

Niall shot up from his seat as soon as he saw me. He looked cautious at first but then came over and picked me up in a hug. I missed him. His presence was just always so warm and friendly.

"Hi Ni," I said as he squeezed me tightly in our hug. When he pulled back I saw how truly happy he was to see me. Awww, Niall was just so...

"How was your run?" Liam asked.

I glanced up at Harry and saw him staring at Niall coldly. Okay?

"We had a great time," Harry said as his eyes shot down to me. He put his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him, which caught me by surprise. Since when was he so publicly affectionate?

The room filled with silence and I awkwardly smiled at everyone in reassurance.

"Well," Louis said," that's good. Anyways, the boys wanted to go to a club tonight since we don't have a show, are you up for it?" Louis asked Harry.

He seemed to ponder the thought for a moment and before he could answer, my phone started ringing. Who could be calling me? I have like 10 contacts all together, for real.

I squirmed away from Harry's grip as I pulled my phone out of my back pocket. I glanced at my screen and saw that is was Jay calling me. I nervously hit the answer button and walked towards the way way front of the bus.

"Hello?" I said in a whisper even though I knew all of the boys could hear me anyways because NO ONE was talking. Perfect timing, Jay.

"Brooklyn?"

"Uhh...yeah, who were you expecting?"

"No, I was expecting you, I just..."

"Just what?" I snapped.

"Listen, we really need to talk and I'm at my aunts house which is only an hour away from where you are and...."

"Wait....you know where I'm at?" I asked uneasily.

"Well, yeah, I looked up their tour dates. Can we please just get together? We really need to talk, I have a lot to explain, I'm so sorry Brooklyn, I really am...just please,"

I was starting to feel bad for Jay. He was my best friend, I had to let him explain, right?

"Jay..." I said.

"Please Brooklyn, please, we just really need to talk, I need to know how you feel about me because I..."

Before Jay could finish I felt my phone be torn out of my hand by Harry. I saw him biting his lip as he put it up to his ear in anger. He must have been listening to the entire thing. Plus, he knew my thoughts.

"Sorry Jay," Harry's deep British accent spoke,"but Brooklyn's a bit busy tonight," he finished.

I saw Harry shoot me a mischievous grin. Then I moved towards Harry and attempted to get my phone back only to slightly hear Jay say,

"I love her more than you can imagine, Harry, and if you do anything to hurt her I will...."

and just like that, Harry ended the call. My mouth hung open in shock.

Did Jay just say that he loved me? He really loved me? I'd always, ALWAYS, my entire life depended on Jay for anything and everything.

I mean Jay, he was actually really good looking, he was the star football player, popular...which always confused me on why he would be best friends with a girl like me, but still, never in a million years would I think that Jay felt something more for me and...maybe, maybe I should talk to him, maybe I should give him a chance.

Harry looked at me with disapproving eyes and shook his head. He obviously knew what I was thinking. I glared at him in return and snatched my phone away from his large hands.

The room was filled with so much tension. God, I was so pissed at Harry for taking my phone. Now I really wanted to know what Jay had to say. I was going to call him back...

Then Zayn walked out of the bunk section and into the kitchen room where we were on the bus. He was shirtless and still looked sleepy. He scratched the back of his neck and yawned while looking up at me.

"Why doesn't Brooklyn come to the club with us tonight?" he said.

"Good idea, Zayn," Harry said, smirking down at me.

I knew Harry would agree to anything as long as it kept me away from Jay.

Notes

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