A Love Story

Layla's POV.

“Good Morning” I smiled.

“Good Morning beautiful.” Harry said

“How did you sleep?” I asked

“Not so good, do you have Advil?”

“Yea I do, but whats wrong.”

“My head and arm are killing me.”

“Oh ok, I'll go grab it.”

Harry's POV.

I woke up to the throbbing pain in my arm, and the pounding in my head. It was my first day out of the hospital, and I didn't want to go home, not yet.

I sat up straight and just watched Layla as she slept, my feelings for this girl is just uncontrollable. I'm not supposed to feel this way! Everyone is telling me that I felt this way toward Katie, but I just don't know who she is! I needed some fresh air, so I walked out to the patio. I took in a deep breath and inhaled the smell spring. The wet concrete, the blooming flowers, and the smell of freshly cut grass. It was so refreshing I didn't want to leave, but I heard foot steps inside so I went in.

I knocked on the door frame since her door was open.

“Good Morning.” She smiled.

That sleepy adorable smile gave me butterflies inside, it felt as if everything inside just melted and I hated myself for that.

“Good Morning beautiful.” I said.

“How did you sleep?” Layla asked through a yawn.

“Not so good, do you have Advil?”

“Yea I do, but what’s wrong.”

“My head and arm are killing me.”

“Oh ok, I'll go grab it.”

I was glad she left for a bit my head hurt so much, I was sweating and I can’t deal with not being able to just kiss the one I’m in love with whenever I can.

“OH MY GOD HARRY!” I heard Layla scream.

She made me jump out of my skin, I thought she was in trouble and needed my help, but as I got up quickly running to the door Layla was standing in the door way with her hand on her mouth and tears rimed around her eyes.

“Layla what’s wrong?!” I asked firmly.

“Y-your head i-is b-bleeding.” She stuttered

“What?”

I walked over to her dresser mirror and looked at my head wound and it was pouring with deep red blood. How could have this happened? I guess when I thought I was sweating was actually blood. I didn’t want Layla to get scared for me even though this was a big problem, so I just turned around smiled and said,

“Well looks like we have a mess to clean.”

She broke out into one of her cutest smile ever! It was too quick though, I could have just stared at it for hours.

“I’ll go get the first aid kit.” Layla said backing out of her room.

Layla’s POV.

“Well looks like we have a mess to clean.”

God I love him. NO! I can’t. He is supposed to be in love with Katie! Ugh this is SO hard! Every time I look into his emerald green eyes I feel like fainting, and his curls make my heart race, especially when they fall in his face.

“I’ll go get the first aid kit.” I said backing out of my room.

I wet a cotton ball with some alcohol and began to wipe the blood away line by line until I had to wipe his cut.

“Harry… I don’t want to clean your cut with alcohol. You do it.” I said.

“Why not?”

“I don’t want to hurt you. So you just do it.”

“Anything that comes from you would never hurt me. Layla, do it for me. Please.”

My heart began to race; I didn’t want to do it! I knew it would hurt a lot, or at least sting like crazy.

I wet a new cotton ball, crinkled my nose closed my eyes and swiped the cotton ball across his wound. He groaned and grabbed my hand, I stopped wiping and began to blow on his cut until the horrible sting cooled down a little. I looked straight into his emerald eyes, it was almost like we had an untold conversation. Again I crinkled my nose and wiped again, it was almost clean so I didn’t wait and just wiped again. I backed up a little to see his face better a tear had escaped his eye; I immediately pulled him into a tight hug.

“How bad does it hurt?” I whispered still locked in his arms.

“It doesn’t hurt at all.” He whispered back.

“But you just let out a tear?”

“It wasn’t because my cut stung.”

Confused a little I moved my head back to see his face. We were still weaved in each other’s arms, we were so close our noses were almost touching.

“Then what?” I asked.

I could feel his warm breath going down my neck giving me shivers on the outside but making my stomach do summersaults at the same time.

“Because I’m in love with you Layla. It’s that simple, the feelings I have for you are unbearable. While I’m feeling like this everyone is telling me I can’t feel this way.” He said letting out another tear.

I also let out a tear wanting to tell him how I feel so bad.

“Harry… Sweetie. You love Katie, all these emotions that you feel are for Katie. Not me.” I said almost having endless tears falling.

I couldn’t take this anymore, so I gave him a kiss on the cheek with my wet puffy face and left the room to make breakfast.

Harry’s POV.

As she gave me a kiss on the cheek, I closed my eyes and just let all my tears come out. I feel like crap and I don’t know what to do. I sat on the love seat placed by the window and ran my fingers through my hair. Just then I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I fished it out of my pocket and saw it was Liam calling, I didn’t know if I should answer so I waited until it rang about four time and picked up.

“Hey Liam.”

“Hey mate, how you holding up?

“I’m fine.”

“Woah Hazz are you crying?”

”Liam I said I’m fine.”

“I’m coming over now!”

“No Liam! I’m not even in the hospital.”

“What do you mean you’re not in the hospital?! Where are you?”

“They released me yesterday.”

“Harry where are you!?”

“I don’t want anyone to know yet. I’m sick of people saying I’m sorry for what happened! I’ll be at school today so don’t worry!”

“Just tell me where you are, I won’t tell anyone.”

“No Liam, I can’t.”

“Harry! Tell me!”

“Ugh I’m at…” I paused rethinking my decision to tell him.

“You’re at?” He said sarcastically

“I’m Layla’s house….”

“Oh… Wow. Um… I’m still coming over.”

He ended the call before I could say anything else.

Liam’s POV.

Layla’s house? What is he crazy?! This would kill Katie if she found out. Sheesh I need to talk some sense into this boy. I walked over to my dresser to get out of my gym clothes and saw the shirt I borrowed from Niall. I’ll just return it on my way to Layla’s house. I grabbed the shirt and left my house in a hurry wanting to know why Harry decided to stay by Layla.

I pulled into Niall’s driveway and walked up his huge brick stair case. The guys never really knock on each other’s doors we just walk in. I opened the door and was even more confused about this then why Harry was staying at Layla’s. I immediately asked

“Niall what is Jennifer doing here?”

Notes

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