The Exchange.

~~~Harry's POV~~~

i layed in my room tossing a ball up and down staring plainly at the sealing. It's been a weak since me and Hayden kissed...and a week since she's even said a word to me... I don't no how to feal..I told her I'd wait but, I can't. These fealings are new and every second I spend away from her is like I'm half a man.

im just laying in bed replaying the whole moment of her arms around my neck and are lips pressed together perfectly moving in sync. The look in her eyes when it was over before somthing caused her to change her mind.

Every time we talked or she talked to the lads or el I stayed quiet paying close attention so i could learn more about her. She says her life was good but how she acts when we ask about family, or her past says different.

I don't no what or why but she's hiding somthing...i want to find out...and hopefully save her..

I slowly stand deciding to get up. I've been dwelling all week. I'm gonna try and talk to her.

~~~Hayden's POV~~~

It's been a week since me and harry kissed. I don't no what to think or do...I'm scared...my once hatred and dislike for harry slowly started disappearing after he comforted me...when....well you no.
And then we kissed...and as if I was already confused enough then, I'm even more now. My heads swimming and I have no clue what to say or think. I've spent all weak couped up in my room trying to focus on my submition project. I gave up on drawing because I'd either end up dosing off then awaking to a jumbo sized harry sketch or I'd find myself in tears trying to sort things out.

I finally decided to work on my music. I'm sitting in the recording studio of the dorm building. I sighed up for it today so no one else is Comming in.

I slowly pulled out my song book focusing on that only. I opened the leather book to a new page. I'd stopped righting the other song because, I honestly don't have much inspiration at the moment....

I slid my hand over the soft paper smoothing it out and taking a deep breath. " ok...focus..."

My hand moved along the paper gliding freely as my mind spat out lyrics. I sat like this for an hour or two smiling as I listened to the song unfold onto the paper and ring through my thoughts. When I was done I sat my pencil down and read through smiling at what I had done.

The lyrics described me well. I had a whole piano chorus for it in my head. Quickly writing down the notes, I stood turning on the recording set and sat at the piano. I smoothed my fingers along the keys and closed my eyes.

I began to play. ( http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=r_8ydghbGSg )

I let my emotions take over as I sang along. The lyrics were deep and hit home with my life..I felt tears fall but pushed on...mister hill, wanted somthing moving...my life is..besides he will never no it's about me.
About two hours later i stepped out of the booth, a full book and freshly printed cd in hand. I decided to stop for the day and went back to my room.

I carefully put the cd in a fresh case and put it under my bed. I organized everything and flopped on my bed sying. Then my phone rang...

"Hello." There was a silence on the other line...then they spoke.

" HAYDEN SMITH WERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN!" His voice boomed through the phone piercing the silence in the room sending shivers down my spine.

"Y-you said I-I could go...." My voice was betraying me and I felt tears brim my eyes. Just the sound of his voice sent me into spirals.

"NO NOW GET YOUR FUCKING ASS HOME OR SO HELP ME!!ILL COME GET YOU AND DRAG YOU HOME BY YOUR FUCKING HAIR YOU STUPID LITTLE BITCH." Now the tears were falling. The sense of alone, and fear covered me like clouds. My days hear only helped me forget for a while...the fealings never left though.

My hands shook but I pulled the phone up.mustering all my courage knowing it wouldn't end well.
" no..." I swear just by the dead silence over the phone I could tell you how he looks..eyes bulging mad, and his knuckles in tight fists as he processes the next harsh words to throw at me.

"You no what..bitch! You have fun. Because I'm Comming to get you. And don't think I'm Comming alone, I'll bring my poker buddies you love so much...yeah? And you won't no when or were so have fun you unloved, stupid little fat whore.."

God he new right were to hit when he wanted me to slip into my depressed state.
The line went dead and I sat silently staring at the wall....what have I done....I should've just Said I'll come home....

I shook my head blinking away fresh tears and went to the bathroom. I pulled out a cloth. Wrapped in it was a small blade I got from a box cutter....somthing my dad threw at me.

I turned the shower on so el wouldn't hear my sobs. I slowly dragged the blade across my skin wincing at the cold tingle. When I was done I had eight fresh cuts on the upper part of my arm. I dabbed them with a wet cloth and put away my stuff, hiding the evidence.

I went back to my room looking out at the city view. I could feal my depression cloud over me. In my mind I tried to run because if I didn't hide it from the others they would probably throw me out...they already put up with an ugly, fat girl with no life, add depression to that and I'll be on the streets or have the shit beaten out of me..

I tried and tried to put a smile on but my pain wouldn't let me. I gave up and sat on the bed letting tears fall...I'm a hopeless piece of life...is all I could think.

After an hour or so of sulking I didn't feal any better but I knew I need to get up before el comes in and sees this. I quickly put on sweat pants and a sweatshirt and my hair in a messy bun. I did my makeup so no one could see my puffy eyes and now fading bruises.

I went into the sitting room and saw el curled up with louis...when did he get here? I shrugged it off and sat on the couch across from them. They were both sleeping so I decided to go outside.

I walked passed the front door towards the patio stopping when I saw the reflection of someone outside.
I leaned against the door listening.

"C'mon styles! Nock on the damn door....tell her how you feal! God I need to stop talking to myself.....but she is making me crazy..." I noticed it was harry...

I decided to help him and opened the door with a raisd eyebrow. The door creeked making him jump. His eyes locked with mine and suddenly he relaxed a bit.

" Hayden...umm...can I talk to you...in your room?" He said grabbing his neck nervously. I looked down for a bit making sure mentally all my stuff was hidden and nodded.

I lead down the hallway and into my room. I sat in my chair across from my bed were he plopped down.
There was an awkward silence. The both of us at a loss for words.

"Listen...harry, the kiss...it was..it was nothing. I'm not ready for a relationship...after Eric,,I don't no if I'll ever be..."

Harry's eyes scanned my face. Mine scanned his. I noticed he had dark bags under his eyes, showing he was tired. He had some stubble as well. I'm guessing he's been lazy..

"'Have you been crying?" His low raspy voice broke the silence.

" umm no..I'm just tired I was up all night working on my song..." I said fixating my gaze on the floor.

I heard him shuffle then Neal infront of me. He used his index finger to lift my chin so we were eye to eye.
" please don't lie...tell me what's wrong..." I shook my head. I felt a tear slip and mentally slapped myself. His hand slid up my arm making me hiss, at the contact. His eyes studied me. Hoping he didn't notice I went to talk.

"List....." His lips were on me instantly silencing me from talking. My hands went to push him off but he was quick and locked our fingers and pulling me close. The WIERD comforting tingle I felt last time filled my body giving me shivers.

I gave in and kissed back. His warm lips moving with mine his hands moved to cup my cheeks. When we pulled away we were gasping for air. I was speechless. My eyebrows furrowed I looked to the ground. I could feal his gaze on me.

" look...Hayden...I no I said I'd wait...and I no ur scared but listen... I really like you, and being away from u this week..I just felt. I don't no...alone.. I want you to no whatever your going through, I want to help. I won't hurt you I promise...I'm just asking for a chance to show you."

He brushed away a stray tear. I was at a loss for words. I studied him for a minute. Damn you harry....ur just making me more confused. My head was screaming no but my body was saying yes..I didn't no what to say.

Harry silently watched for an answer.

"U have no clue what ur getting into...." I said looking down.

"The. Tell me..help me understand. Because I want nothing more than to help..." He had sensarity and care in his eyes. I relaxed a little just gazing into them. Deep down I new he was telling the truth. But what if he's like Eric...using me for a while then hurts me...

"I will never do that to you Hayden." He clasped my hands. Did I say that out loud.
"Let me show you how truthful and serious I am about being with you." I sat silently..I want to say yes but I'm scared...I decided to just tell him.

"I'm scared..." I said letting tears fall.

Harry pulled me into his lap on the floor and rubbed soothing circles on my back. I buried my head in his neck and just let it out...I don't no why I was so comfortable letting it out around him...I just was.

"Hayden..I can tell u have a lot on you...I don't no what but I want to help...I really like you..and I want to show you how much I care for you..." His words let alone the sound of his voice made me feal better. Eric had none of these effects on me...I just went with him because he was nice to me...

I slowly pulled away. And nodded. Hi eyes lit up and he kissed me slowly and passionately.

"I promise, I won't EVER hurt you...you can tell me anything.." His words made me want to spill but I wasn't there yet. I believed him, but I didn't trust him 100%.

I stood from his lap and fixed myself in the mirror sying when I realized it was no use. Harry gave me a hug and left a lingering kiss on my cheek.

"I have to get lou and go to a recording section. I'll be back later and maybe..we can go get some dinner tonight?" I nodded. Ugh I don't wanna eat...I'm fat... He smiled pecking my cheek and left.

I sat on my bed sighing. What have I got myself into....

~~~Harry's POV~~~

As soon as I stepped out her door I did a happy dance. I'm more than happy she said yes. It hurt to see how much pain and broken she is...because of Eric..and somthing else.. Just seeing the pain shes in makes me want to beat the shit out of Eric and whoever else has hurt her.....but it makes me happy she was comfortable enough to let it out infront of me...hopefully she'll, be comfortable enough to tell me what has her so down.

Tonight's dinner is going to be my chance.. My chance to show her how much I care. And I'm not screwing this up.

Notes

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