The Perks Of Being A Horan

I sat with Kari on that sofa for at least two hours, explaining to her everything that had gone on between, Liam, Harry and I. It sort of gave a me a whole new light to the situation and made me think about whether or not I should actually stay with Liam.

I mean, I do really like him, I don't love him but I've mentioned that before.
Kari looked at me with sad eyes as she asked her next question.

"Are you going to do it then?"

"Do what?" I asked confused.

"Break up with Liam." She said bluntly knowing it wouldn't offend me. "Because I think from what you've said, he's not what you want and you and I both know that."

"I don't know Kari, I really don't." I said flopping my head onto my knees.

I stayed there for a second before my breathing started picking up and my hands started to shake. I sat up and looked at Kari. I was having a panic attack.

I was having a panic attack because It had finally hit me, I knew what I wanted, what I felt like I needed.

My hands continued to shake violently as Kari passed me a cup of water. She knew exactly what was going on from the start even before I told her about everything. I knew she knew, I just needed to get it out and now that I had, I'm having a panic attack. Great.

I know that Liam isn't the right one for me. He doesn't make me feel half as tense as Harry does. Just watching Harry breath through his shirt gets me all hot and makes me shift in my seat. The way he is with me, so gentle yet annoying at the same time. The way he looks at me either makes me want to jump off a cliff or have him on the floor right there and then. Liam doesn't give me that.

I needed Niall and I needed him now.

"Kari?"

"Yeah Hun?" She looked at me concerned.

"Can you grab Niall for me please? I need him." I said with a small smile.

Kari didn't say anything as she left the room.
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Niall sat in shock after I told him everything about my feelings, about not wanting Liam and not knowing how to tell him.

"Well you can' tell him you like Harry." He spat.

"Woahh, Niall calm down please? And I know." I said sadly.

"Hey sis; come on, I'm not angry, I'm just shocked, I never saw this coming and I know you better than anyone!" He giggled.

"I just need to think." I smiled softly.

"I know babe, I know! Have a nap I'll wake you just before show time." He said pushing my head and walking out of the room.

"It better be you." I laughed as I laid down on the sofa.
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I walked down the corridor towards the stage. It was minutes before I was about to be on stage for the first time. I was so excited, I could feel the tension in the air and I loved it. I was snapped out of whatever I was in by arms pushing me into a cupboard pinning my back against one of the walls. He shut the door quickly and stepped towards me grabbing my waist and pulling me towards him.

"Harry? What are you do-" I didn't have time to finish my question before his lips where on mine.

"Shannon..." Harry moaned into my lips.

Just the sound of him saying my name like that made me relax and I couldn't help but moan back as my arms snaked around his neck deepening the kiss. Harry's hands slid up my top quickly ridding me of it and throwing it to the floor.

"God you're so beautiful." He whispered into my ear as his lips now connected with my neck and his hands made their way to the hem of my shorts.

I moaned quietly as he began slightly nibbling. His name ever so quietly escaping my mouth. His lips came back up to mine as I stripped him of his shirt, causing my body to feel cold now that he wasn't touching me.

That was soon fixed by Harry pulling me towards him once again, this time our skin touching. Our bodies pressed together perfectly. The way he held me and the way I melted into him was like nothing I'd ever experienced before. It felt like nothing else in the world mattered. All I wanted was to be here in this dirty little cupboard kissing Harry until neither of us could breath properly.

He slowly pulled away from my now slightly reddened lips and stared straight into my eyes.

"I love you Shannon." He whispered deeply sending shivers down my spine.

"I love you too Harry." I said not quite sure why. I shrugged it off and pulled him towards me once again.

"Wake up." Harry mumbled into the kiss after a few seconds.

"What?" I said slightly pulling away.

"Wake up!" He shouted.
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I sat bolt upright on the sofa blinking rapidly to clear my vision. Complete relief fell over me as I realised I was in my dressing room. However things changed when I looked directly in front of me to find a certain curly haired boy starting at me with utter shock.

"What?" I asked concerned.

"Niall sent me in here to wake you up... and you where erm.. Saying my name..." Harry stuttered.

I slapped my hand over my mouth, memories of my dream flooding back to me. I couldn't tell him. I wanted to tell him, but I couldn't. How could I tell a guy who likes me that I just had a dream about us making out in a closet whilst I am currently in a relationship with his best friend?

"Erm. Yeah. Ha-ha." I said awkwardly as I got up and ran out of the room leaving Harry completely alone.

Notes

SORRY ITS BEEN SO LONG IVE BEEN SO BUSY AND I HAD WRITERS BLOCK!