Forever Young
The Aftermath
Zayn’s POV
We rode home in silence. Everyone was a little too upset to even talk. Harry started something there that he shouldn’t have gotten his nose into and while Liam and I tried to stay neutral but Harry was being an ass. Carly hadn’t spoken to anyone since Liam broke up the argument that was about to happen.
When the car stopped in front of the apartment building, we all put on our happy faces and got out. Carly took my hand to help her out but once she was standing up, she let go of me and stood alone. We walked into the house with smiles and fake laughter until we were inside the building. Once we were inside and away from the fans, Demi and Eleanor walked with Carly.
Carly’s POV
“Carly, can we talk?” Harry asked through the door as I was getting changed.
“Give me a minute.” I answered slipping a sweatshirt on.
“I need to talk to you.” He spoke slowly.
I shook my head and pulled a pair of shorts on. Trying to calm myself down, I opened all three of the windows and lit a few candles. I took a deep breath and walked to the door. When I opened it, Harry was standing there running his fingers through his curls.
“Come in.” I stepped back to let him in.
He stumbled in and sat on my bed. I gritted my teeth and closed the door because I’m sure this wouldn’t end quietly.
“What do you want?” I asked leaning against the door.
“We need to talk about what happened at dinner.” He mumbled looking at me.
“Why don’t we wait until you're sober?” I really didn’t want to talk about any of this.
“No, because you’re right, I wont say of it while I’m sober.” He shook his head. “I cant stand to see you with Zayn, I want a chance with you. It hurts to see you with him because I know his charm will win you over before you give me a chance.” His words were rushed and full of emotion.
“Harry, I’m not with him and he hasn’t won me over.” I didn’t know how to deal with the situation; all I knew to do was be honest.
“Then do I get a chance?” He stood up and walked towards me.
“Yea.” I laughed reaching out to steady him.
“Good.” He smiled wrapping his arms around my shoulder, pulling me into a hug.
When he let go of me, he almost fell over again. I held on to his arms and walked him over to the bed.
“I’m so sorry about everything I said to you.” He looked into my eyes and touched my cheek lightly.
“I forgive you Harry.” I grabbed his hand from my cheek and moved it to his lap. “You should get some sleep, you're going to have a terrible headache in the morning.”
He lied back on the pillow and got comfortable as he fell asleep. I pulled his shoes off and covered him up before sitting down next to him. His breathing evened out into a soft snore as I sat next to him. I leaned down and kissed his cheek making him smile in his sleep.
“Goodnight Harry.” I whispered standing up.
I walked to the door quietly after grabbing my phone. When I walked out to the living room, Zayn was sitting on the couch with his hands in his lap. I tripped over the edge of the rug and almost fell but caught myself.
“Hey.” He tried not to laugh as he talked.
“Hi.” I blushed sitting next to him.
“Where’s Harry?” He asked looking at me.
“He fell asleep in my bed after we talked.” I answered watching his jaw lock.
“And how did that go?” His eyes wandered to the floor.
“Pretty well, he apologized for it all.” I shrugged and curled into a ball.
“What did he want?” This time I could hear his anger.
“He wanted a chance…with me. He was feeling jealous because he thought that we’re together and that he didn’t have a chance with me.” I wasn’t sure why he was upset with me, I didn’t do anything wrong.
“That’s all he wanted?” His voice had softened, almost to a laugh. “All of the crap at dinner was because he wants to be with you?”
“Give him a break, I completely understand it.” I moved my foot over to him and kicked him.
“Ouch!” He called out.
“I barely touched you, wimp.” I laughed pulling my foot back.
“It still hurt.” He stood up and walked towards the hallway.
“Fine, runaway you big baby.” I joked pulling out my phone.
“You're the baby here, not me. I’m going to bed.” He yawned.
“Me too.” I paused remembering that Harry was in my bed and then shrugged.
“What?” He laughed seeing me have my own conversation in my head.
“I’m trying to decide if I want to sleep in my bed, next to Harry, or in his bed where he sleeps naked.” I thought about it for another second. “My bed.”
“Good idea.” He looked down the hallway where Louis was standing in his underwear. “Clothes bro.”
“I look good enough to not wear clothes.” Louis posed.
“You do have a pretty nice ass.” I complimented.
“Ya think so?” He poked it out a little bit.
“Sure.” I laughed walking toward Zayn.
“Thanks.” He winked.
“Whatever, go to bed.” I pointed towards his room.
He pouted but went back to his room. I laughed and walked by Zayn, to my room.
“Goodnight Zayn.” I turned around and leaned against the doorframe.
“Goodnight Carly.” He smiled walking towards me.
He walked closer and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pulling me into a hug. I hugged him back and kissed his cheek before walking into my room.
We rode home in silence. Everyone was a little too upset to even talk. Harry started something there that he shouldn’t have gotten his nose into and while Liam and I tried to stay neutral but Harry was being an ass. Carly hadn’t spoken to anyone since Liam broke up the argument that was about to happen.
When the car stopped in front of the apartment building, we all put on our happy faces and got out. Carly took my hand to help her out but once she was standing up, she let go of me and stood alone. We walked into the house with smiles and fake laughter until we were inside the building. Once we were inside and away from the fans, Demi and Eleanor walked with Carly.
Carly’s POV
“Carly, can we talk?” Harry asked through the door as I was getting changed.
“Give me a minute.” I answered slipping a sweatshirt on.
“I need to talk to you.” He spoke slowly.
I shook my head and pulled a pair of shorts on. Trying to calm myself down, I opened all three of the windows and lit a few candles. I took a deep breath and walked to the door. When I opened it, Harry was standing there running his fingers through his curls.
“Come in.” I stepped back to let him in.
He stumbled in and sat on my bed. I gritted my teeth and closed the door because I’m sure this wouldn’t end quietly.
“What do you want?” I asked leaning against the door.
“We need to talk about what happened at dinner.” He mumbled looking at me.
“Why don’t we wait until you're sober?” I really didn’t want to talk about any of this.
“No, because you’re right, I wont say of it while I’m sober.” He shook his head. “I cant stand to see you with Zayn, I want a chance with you. It hurts to see you with him because I know his charm will win you over before you give me a chance.” His words were rushed and full of emotion.
“Harry, I’m not with him and he hasn’t won me over.” I didn’t know how to deal with the situation; all I knew to do was be honest.
“Then do I get a chance?” He stood up and walked towards me.
“Yea.” I laughed reaching out to steady him.
“Good.” He smiled wrapping his arms around my shoulder, pulling me into a hug.
When he let go of me, he almost fell over again. I held on to his arms and walked him over to the bed.
“I’m so sorry about everything I said to you.” He looked into my eyes and touched my cheek lightly.
“I forgive you Harry.” I grabbed his hand from my cheek and moved it to his lap. “You should get some sleep, you're going to have a terrible headache in the morning.”
He lied back on the pillow and got comfortable as he fell asleep. I pulled his shoes off and covered him up before sitting down next to him. His breathing evened out into a soft snore as I sat next to him. I leaned down and kissed his cheek making him smile in his sleep.
“Goodnight Harry.” I whispered standing up.
I walked to the door quietly after grabbing my phone. When I walked out to the living room, Zayn was sitting on the couch with his hands in his lap. I tripped over the edge of the rug and almost fell but caught myself.
“Hey.” He tried not to laugh as he talked.
“Hi.” I blushed sitting next to him.
“Where’s Harry?” He asked looking at me.
“He fell asleep in my bed after we talked.” I answered watching his jaw lock.
“And how did that go?” His eyes wandered to the floor.
“Pretty well, he apologized for it all.” I shrugged and curled into a ball.
“What did he want?” This time I could hear his anger.
“He wanted a chance…with me. He was feeling jealous because he thought that we’re together and that he didn’t have a chance with me.” I wasn’t sure why he was upset with me, I didn’t do anything wrong.
“That’s all he wanted?” His voice had softened, almost to a laugh. “All of the crap at dinner was because he wants to be with you?”
“Give him a break, I completely understand it.” I moved my foot over to him and kicked him.
“Ouch!” He called out.
“I barely touched you, wimp.” I laughed pulling my foot back.
“It still hurt.” He stood up and walked towards the hallway.
“Fine, runaway you big baby.” I joked pulling out my phone.
“You're the baby here, not me. I’m going to bed.” He yawned.
“Me too.” I paused remembering that Harry was in my bed and then shrugged.
“What?” He laughed seeing me have my own conversation in my head.
“I’m trying to decide if I want to sleep in my bed, next to Harry, or in his bed where he sleeps naked.” I thought about it for another second. “My bed.”
“Good idea.” He looked down the hallway where Louis was standing in his underwear. “Clothes bro.”
“I look good enough to not wear clothes.” Louis posed.
“You do have a pretty nice ass.” I complimented.
“Ya think so?” He poked it out a little bit.
“Sure.” I laughed walking toward Zayn.
“Thanks.” He winked.
“Whatever, go to bed.” I pointed towards his room.
He pouted but went back to his room. I laughed and walked by Zayn, to my room.
“Goodnight Zayn.” I turned around and leaned against the doorframe.
“Goodnight Carly.” He smiled walking towards me.
He walked closer and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pulling me into a hug. I hugged him back and kissed his cheek before walking into my room.
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