My Dangerous Knight

As Harry leaned in, my heart started beating out of my chest. This can't happen. If Harry and I kiss, we'd be more than friends... acquaintances... whatever we are. Half of me wanted him to kiss me, but the other half was screaming at me to turn around. I can't kiss Harry. Can I? He did save my virginity after all. When his face was only centimeters from mine, the second half won and I turn my head around.
"Harry..." I whispered. Harry quickly sat back up, wiping his lips. He stood up and walked away from me. I didn't mean to make him angry. It's not like all of me was screaming it was wrong. Wait. What?

"Don't be mad." I choked. Harry leaned against his dresser across the room and rubbed his face. My heart was still racing.

"I'm not mad, Clare. It's my fault. I wasn't thinking." He wasn't thinking? Why did that hurt me so badly? He didn't even look at me. I sit Indian style on the bed and held out my hand in front of me. Wow. I was shaking like a maniac. This is insane. How can Harry Styles, the leader of One Direction and the guy who beats people up for a living, make me shake so badly. Harry finally glanced over at me and noticed me trembling.

"Clare? Are you alright?" I nodded and put my hand down. I'm pretty sure it's not very healthy just to ignore that. He walked over to me and sat back in his spot.

"Are you sure? Your trembling." I nodded again. He went to grab my hand, but I don't pull back. Harry held my right hair in both of mine. As I look into his green eyes, I notice him concentrating hard on my hand.

"Are you cold of something? I do not understand why you're shaking so bad." He asked. I couldn't possibly tell him why. He'd probably get the wrong idea.

"Uh... Memories, I guess." I lied. He nodded and released my hand. My hand become cold by the absence of his. I try controlling my breathing and heart rate by closing my eyes.

"Sorry. I didn't know touching you would bring you back." He mumbled. I didn't know what to say. What do I say to Harry Styles? 'I lied. I'm actually trembling because we almost kissed.' I sighed and covered my face.

"Maybe I should go..." It was as if I couldn't speak. My mouth was glued shut. In my mind, I was begging him not to leave. The door opened then closed slightly. What is going on? This is so weird.
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"Louis! Oh my God! Slow down!" I shouted. He chuckled deeply as his car passed me. I try speeding up my Lamborghini Murcielago LP640, trying my best to get in from of Louis's Ruf RT 12 Porsche. No success.

"C'mon, Louis!" I shouted as he passed the finish line. Ever since Harry left about an hour ago, Louis and I have been playing Need For Speed. Truthfully, I was dreadful at this game. I've beat my brother, like, once at this game. He let me win, though.

"What? Is wittle Clarey a sore loser?" He said in a baby voice. I'm pretty sure Louis and I were friends now. He was really cool and funny.

"No. I'm just kinda surprised you're such a dick that you didn't let a girl win." I tease. He stuck his tongue at me and I return the favor.

"You're not that bad you know that, Clare?" I smiled, poking his cheek.

"I know. You're not bad either." I mentally slap myself as he chuckled. I looked at his tattoos, then his piercings. Awkward.

"That's the first time I've heard of that." I smiled slightly, causing Louis to do the same. We play a couple more games until we got hungry. Louis said he wanted to be the 'gentleman' and bring me food. I didn't think he'd bring me left over pizza.

"You definitely are the gentleman, Mr. Tomlinson." I say sarcastically as I take a bite. He plopped down next to me as we both watched Family Guy.

"Hey, Clay?" Clay? Is that my new nickname? He could do better, but I turn to look at him anyways.

"When you said I wasn't bad, were you just joking?" Louis sounded pretty serious, so I turn my body to look at him.

"Of course not, Louis. I don't believe any of you lads are 'bad'. You guys do what you want to do. No one can put labels on you guys like that." I explain to him. He nodded with a frown. I set down my pizza and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close to me.

"W-what are you doing?" Louis asked confusingly. I look up at him.

"When was the last time you got a hug?" Louis shrugged and looked away from me. That was actually really sad. I'm quite the cuddly type, so he will definitely get a lot of these.

"Oh, Louis." I sighed. I held onto him for a while, until he hugged me back. It wasn't awkward at all. It was as if we've hugged so many times before. Louis and I were definitely friends. After a while, we released each other and just talked. Hours passed by until the door swung open. Zayn, Liam, and Niall come staggering in first, laughing and slurring their words.

"Louisssss! How's it goinggggggg?" Niall slurred, crashing down between us. They obviously were drinking. Then, I see Harry come in with his arm wrapped around some fake tanned, clown faced, blond with booty shorts and a shirt that I'd consider a dish rag.

"Hey, Haz!" Louis called. He nodded towards him and brought the blond into his room, whispering something into her ear. There was this weird feeling at the pit if my stomach. I just didn't know what it was. I look over at Louis for him to fill me in.

"That's Bianca. Her and Harry have this on and off thing. Obviously, they're on now." He explained. Niall leaned into my ear with a wide smile.

"Literally!" And he bursted out laughing. Liam sat down in the chair across from me.

"Soooooo. What did you two do while we were gone?" He asked with a smirk. I couldn't help but blush a little at the thought.

"LOOK! Clare is BLISHINGGG! THEY GOT SOMMMMME!" Niall shouted. Zayn jumped over from behind the couch and landed next to me.

"No! We played Need For Speed, ate, watched Family Guy, then talked a bit." Louis said, leaving out the hugging part. Zayn wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close, messing up my hair.

"Zayn! Stop it!" I yelled, trying to pull away from him. He stopped messing up my hair, but kept his arm around me.

"So... You two didn't have-"

"NO!" Louis and I say in unison. My mind kept wandering towards Bianca and Harry. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. What the heck is wrong with me?

Notes

Heyyyyyy!

I am going to upload a BRAND NEW fan fiction!

It's called Keys.

I'll post it tomorrow at around 7, East America time.

I WUV YOU, MY BANANAS

~Chelsea <3