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Falling Hard

The aftermath

I pulled my dress down as I sneaked a peek at the handsome man beside me pulling on his shirt. I would miss that chest and those abs. He looked so good without a shirt, it should be illegal for him to wear one. I tried to fix the mess that was my hair, it looked like a birds nest. Hopefully people would have had a beer too many to look at me too close. Harry's was hotter then ever, only a little more crazy than he usually styled it.

“Ready?” Harry asked with his deep raspy voice. I looked myself in the mirror for one last check.

“Yeah, I think so.” I turned towards him and he opened the door. I was happy that no one was standing outside the door, but maybe they had heard us anyway? Oh god. What if they had? That would be so embarrassing. We walked out into the living room and no one seemed to care about us.

“You want a beer?” I nodded at him before I went to sit on the couch with Liam, Zayn, Perrie, Danielle and Louis. They barely looked up as I sat down, I got a smile from Liam but nothing else. They were all deep in conversation with each other. Harry came to sit beside me with a beer and he kept his left hand on my thigh the rest of the night, running his thumb back and forth, squeezing it now and then. But we kept it casual the rest of the night. Not really discussing or mention what had happened.

I was happy that no one seemed to have missed us or knew what we had done. Poor Liam if he ever found out what we did in his bathroom. I wouldn't have liked it if people would do that in mine. Except if it was me and Harry, he could do that to me anytime.



I woke up the next day feeling good. I couldn't stop smiling. My body aced in just the right places. Harry had walked me out to the hall as I was suppose to leave last night, he gave me a kiss that made the desire blossom again and I smiled as I thought about it. It had been amazing and so good. But then a thought hit me. What if that was it? The fling might be over now that he had gotten what he wanted. But then again, then why would he kiss me like that when I left? I took a deep breath. Stop over thinking this!

I got up and got myself in the shower, I had a photoshoot that I was working on today. Some supermodel becoming a pop star or vice versa. Not every shoot was a fun shoot, especially the ones with snobby spoiled big shots. But it was my work and I still loved it. Who had a job where every single minute was a blast?

I didn't hear anything from Harry for the next week. That really threw me off, had it been that bad? He seemed like he enjoyed himself. I at least would had thought that he'd send a text saying thanks or something. But why would he? He's one of the biggest stars today, his ego was probably too big for his head. But he didn't feel like that kind of guy. It made me feel really self conscious though. Was there something wrong with me? Was I a huge disappointment in the sack? Argh! I hated feeling like this. Why do we allow guys to make us doubt ourselves? I tried not to think about it, totally failing.



On thursday I went to the fashion show with Danielle and Eleanor, there I found out that the guys was in New York for some work think and had left the next morning after Liam's party. That could explain something, but still – phones worked from there too. I tried to ignore the voices in my head that were yelling at me that I sucked. I wouldn't let them get to me. The show was fun, lots of people and massive amount of clothes. We decided to end the night at Eleanor's. We made drinks and sat at the breakfast bar in their kitchen talking.

“But how are you really?” Eleanor asked as she put the drink on the bench and slided it towards me.

“I don't know. Feels like shit to get fucked and then not even get a text.” I said a little harsh, taking a sip from my orange drink.

“I get that. I didn't really think that of him. He's usually so nice and polite.” Danielle said sitting at the end of the breakfast bar.

“Yeah, maybe too his friends. But girls he sleeps with, apparently not.” I sighed. I was finished talking about it. “Can we talk about something else?” I asked and they accepted that and started talking about the show we'd just been to. But then Eleanor's phone started ringing.

“Hi sweety. Oh, really? Yeah, sure.” She looked up at me. “Okey. See you soon.” She hung up the phone. I looked questioningly at her. “They just got back. He wanted to know if the guys could come over. I'm sorry, I didn't know what to say.” She looked really apologetic.

“It's okey, I get it. But I think I'm gonna go.” I said and got up from my chair.

“No, please stay. It might not be as bad as you think.” She added and Danielle agreed.

“Yeah, but I'm too tired to worry about it. I'm gonna go and deal with it another time.” I said as I walked over to Eleanor to hug her. “Thank you for today, it was fun.” I gave Danielle one too. “Thanks for bringing me.” The girls hugged me and tried again to talk me into staying, but I had made up my mind. I hadn't been sleeping well the last couple of nights and was exhausted. I walked out the door and regretted it straight away when I saw the guys walking down the hall. I started walking when they saw me.

“Hi. Where are you going?” Louis asked me. I tried not to look at Harry as I replied.

“I'm going, I have some things to do. See you later!” I added as I walked passed the guys who looked a little confused. I could feel Harry's eyes on me but I looked down as I walked toward the elevator. Only looking up as the doors was closing, seeing him standing alone looking at me with a questioning stare. And then the doors closed.



Harry's P.O.V


I felt confused as the doors to the elevator closed, she looked mad...or hurt. I don't know. I had always been bad at reading girls. I walked into the apartment to hear Louis ask Eleanor what was up with Sofia. I listed closely.

“Well, she didn't want to hang with us anymore when you got here.” She sounded mad.

“Why? Don't she like us?” Niall asked her, looking like a puppy who didn't get to play with the ball.

“Of course she does, but some of us doesn't really treat her right!” She said looking up at me.

“Me?” I asked a little chocked.

“Yeah you! Sleeping with a girl and never calling her?” She sounded really angry. Everyone turned around to look at me. Whoa! I hadn't even told them that we'd slept together.

“You slept with her?”, “When did this happen?”, “Was it good?”, “When?” The guys added all at once.

“You didn't call?” Louis added a moment later, sounding disappointed and I looked down.

“I was about to, but then we left..and with the time difference...and I didn't know what to say...I just...and then I though I would do it when we got back and...” I rambled on, but stopped when Liam put an arm around my shoulders.

“You'll fix it.” He said, patting my shoulder.

“You have to.” Niall added. “I like her.” He turned to Danielle and took her drink from her, drinking it all at once, getting a irritated look from her.

They changed the subject then and I was thankful, but couldn't stop thinking about what I should do. I needed to talk to her, but didn't want to do it over the phone.

I didn't stay long after that. I had decided to go to her apartment right away, but when I got there no one opened. I sat down on the steps hoping she would show up soon, it was pretty cold today. When she finally came about twenty minutes later, it looked like she had been on a walk, she had her hair in a cute bun on her head. She stopped across the street when she saw me, looking like she considered walking back. I stood up to greet her when she started walking up to me.

“What are you doing here?” She asked and I knew by her tone that she was angry.

“I just wanted to explain. The thing is th..” I started but she cut me off.

“You don't need to, I get it. It's fine!” She said as she took the first steps up to her apartment. I froze by chock and didn't really know what to say. What did she get? Why were she so angry if she got it?

“But..?”

“It's OK. I'll see you later.” and she was gone. What just happened? I stood there feeling the rain starting to fall down but couldn't move for several minutes. What just happened?

Notes

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Comments

Did you make a sequel for this?

Louis_bae Louis_bae
6/30/16

Hey! I am a fanfiction translator! I'm amazed by your story and I really want Russian fans to read an enjoy it too! Would you like to cooperate with me? I would be so greatful. Of course I would give you all the credit!
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SonyaDr SonyaDr
4/25/16

Hej hej igen!
har läst om din historia flera gånger! Men det skulle vara kul om du skrev en uppdaterad "falling hard 2015" eller 2016! Lite mer uppdaterad så du behåller all text men ändrar allting så den är nyare om du förstår! Skulle vara sjukt kul om du orkade/gjorde det! Typ att du beskriver Harry från 2015n Den är fortfarande sjukt populär! Ha det bra :)

I'm addicted to this story!!!!! <3

HazzaBear1234 HazzaBear1234
1/2/16