After the concert that I've enjoyed a lot, I went to the room where the boys reserved for me. I am not feeling too great today and seriously I am tired.


All of a sudden, a sound from my door sounded. I gently wiped my tears and opened the door. It's Harry again.



"Hi." He greeted me flashing a smirk on me. I gave a tiny smile on him and let him come to my room. He sat on the couch comfortably. He watched me sat on the side of my bed.


"What Harry?" I asked awkwardly.


"You look good." He answered, arms tied on his chest.




"Thanks then." I smiled at his compliment.



He walked towards me... It makes me nervous. Oh my God. "Can we talk about a while ago?" He asked, staring at my reddish eyes. I smiled at him and walked to the rails of the glass windows. I crossed my arms as I stared at the beauty of France. Tears are staring to flow again. I gently wiped them as I felt an arms tied on my waist. I turned my face on my back. I saw Harry gripping it. I didn't move his arms. Not even smiled or let myself move. It makes me comfortable and protective.


"Please?" He pleaded softy. The command flashed on my ears.


"U-ugh. It's Zayn, Haz." I said, still glaring outside.



I felt Harry moved his chins on my shoulder. Oh my God. "Tell me Laine." He added softly.




"Ugh. Okay I-I love Zayn, Haz. I really l-love him so much since when I was in my high school." I explained. I forced the tears to stay on my eyes, but somehow it didn't help. Harry turned me around. He wiped my tears. His green sparkling eyes were so serious. He didn't even bother to speak. He just stayed in calm. "B-but, you know I don't want to fuck the shit between Melissa and him. I think I just need to be silent." I said, grinning at him.



I stared at his eyes. He smiled back at me. He gulped for a while and started to speak again. "I can help you with that Laine."



"Huh?" I asked, seriously I don't understand what's his point. How can he even help me?



He didn't asnwered. He just went outside the room without glancing at me.

"What's the problem with that boy? How can he helped me?" I thought as I laid on my bed. I grabbed my phone and sent a message to him on Viber.


Lalaine: What's your problem? :(




After some minutes, trying to sleep now since I am tired, my phone lit up.

Harry: My problem?
Lalaine: Yeah. Why did you went out without even glancing at me???
Harry: I'm hurt.
Lalaine: You're hurt too? Why?
Harry: You.
Lalaine: Huh?
Lalaine: Why me?
Lalaine: Harry????
Lalaine: Shit.
Lalaine: Okay tired of this. Night.




I quickly turned off my phone. I'm so annoyed with Harry. What happened to him!!! I groaned and screamed my annoyance. It's a bit loud. Shit. After some minutes, a knock from my door sounded. I quickly laid on my bed and closed my eyes. I heard Louis outside.



"I think she's sleeping." Liam sounded.

Notes

This story is from my very own point of view. I hold One Direction in my very own purpose. May everyone enjoyed it, may others not. Sorry for all the words, thoughts, and other things that were especially not suited for young teenagers under the legal age. Thank you for reading my story. I whole heartedly credit whom I've used especially for the links.


Please don't steal my work.
-Harry and Zayn girl. Pepsi-Styles