Just You and Me
Not the Only One
-Isabelle's POV-
I wake up before Harry, and quickly get out of bed before he wakes up. Not that I don't love sleeping with him, but if Noah walked in... I push those thoughts away as I gently stretch my arms above my head, wincing as I feel some tightness in my neck. I guess sleeping on Harry's arm too many nights in a row starts to take a toll on your body.
As I make my way down the hall, I see Noah's door cracked open. Noah?" I say, opening the door.
"Morning, Isabelle," he says in a sleepy voice. It sounds... Cute. Not as good as Harry's, of course, but cute all the same.
"Do you want anything for breakfast?" I say, rubbing my neck.
"No, I'm alright. I can grab something in the cafeteria later," he replies. "Is your neck alright?"
I guess he noticed me trying to eliminate the knot. "Oh, uh.. Yeah, I just slept on it funny."
"Here, let me help. My mom's a massage therapist so she's taught me how to soothe muscles," he says with a smile.
"Thank you," I say as I make my way over. He motions for me to sit down on the bed, so I do.
He kneels behind me, and his hands make contact with my skin. They're much softer than I'd expect, softer than Harry's, but they don't feel the same. Nothing about him is as good as Harry.
Noah's fingers continue to massage the knot out of my neck, slowly rolling out every little muscle. It feels amazing. I can't help but let my head roll back onto his shoulder.
"That feels amazing, Noah," I moan. I've never had a real massage before, but Noah's amazing hands feel pretty damn good. His fingers move in circular patterns, pushing all of the tension and pain away. "Oh... A little to the left... Yeah, right there... Ohh... Yeah..."
His fingers leave my neck way too soon as his hands pull away abruptly. My eyes flutter open, looking up at him questioningly. That's when I notice a figure standing in the doorway.
Harry's green eyes are as cold as chips of eyes, the emerald colour faded into a hard, deep gemstone green.
The he anger is evident on his face as he glares at Noah, then his gaze moves down to my head resting on his shoulder, his hands still floating above my neck.
He storms down the hall, and I quickly jump up to stop him. I can't let him go, I need to exlplain. "Harry, wait!" I scream after him, but he's already made it downstairs. Seconds later I hear the door slam shut.
"I'm sorry, I guess I should go... I didn't mean to make him upset," Noah says from behind me.
"No, don't worry about it. Harry's always moody, he'll get over it. I can explain everything at school. Besides, nothing happened," I say as I turn to face him, looking deep into his eyes.
His eyes leave mine once the words leave my mouth, and he looks at the ground. "Yeah, nothing happened," he repeats quietly.
I can't help but think he wishes differently.
He drives me to school, and as we pull into the parking lot, I see Harry talking to Louis by the entrance.
I say a quick thanks to Noah before I hurry my way over to Harry. I can't tell what he and Louis are talking about, but luckily he seems to have blown off a little steam from before.
"Harry!" I shout once I'm in hearing distance. "Can we talk, please?"
He looks me straight in the eye, his jade stare flashing with hurt. "Not now. I have to get to class," he says as he starts to walk away.
"Harry, please, I can explain. Just give me 30 seconds."
He stops in his tracks and spins around. "30 seconds. That's it."
-Harry's POV-
I can't believe Isabelle let Noah get so close to her. He was massaging her neck. Why couldn't she ask me to do it? And she even looked like she was enjoying it.
The scene keeps replaying over and over in my head. Isabelle, sitting with her head on Noah's shoulder, his dark, lustful eyes looking down at her exposed chest, probably admiring her cleavage. What a pervert.
"It wasn't what it looked like, at all," Isabelle starts. "My neck was sore, and since his mother is a massage therapist he offered to help. He was just being nice, Harry. Nothing happened."
I try to keep my cool. "I know, Isabelle, but I don't like you being around him. I don't trust him," I say truthfully.
"I know you don't, but he's my friend. You can't change that."
"I just.. I wish he wasn't."
"Well, he is. So please, just accept it."
I take a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I just.. I really don't like you spending time with him. I know how possessive that sounds, but... I want you to spend time with me instead."
She looks into my eyes, her bright crystal eyes understanding. "Okay. I'll try not to see him outside of school. But, if I can't be with Noah, can you please try to avoid Amber outside of school?"
This one might be hard, since Amber and I have been close friends since kindergarten. Yes, we've hooked up... More than once. Okay, more than ten times. But she's still a good friend, no matter what. "I'll try," I say and I hope I don't blow it.
"Thank you, Harry," she says quietly.
I take a quick glance around, noticing a few people around, but right now I couldn't care less. I press a quick kiss onto her lips, smiling as I pull away. "I'll meet you here after school," I whisper against her lips.
People can stare all they want, I'm going to ask her to be my girlfriend later on tonight. I think I'm ready. I'll just have to go talk to Amber today and explain.
-Isabelle's POV-
Harry's kiss leaves me floating around on Cloud Nine all day. I can't stop thinking about it, the butterflies almost making me nauseous. I can't wait until I see him later. My body craves the feelings he gives me.
All of my classes pass by in a blur, a happy, beautiful blur.
"What's up with you today?" Eleanor asks me at lunch. "Oh, wait. No. Let me guess. Harry stayed over."
I blush, and avoid responding. "I have to go buy lunch," I say as I walk away with an extra skip in my step.
Finally, the last bell rings and I rush out to see Harry.
I open the door and walk out to see him. Oh, I see him alright, standing exactly where he said he would be. With Amber. Hugging.
Really?
The flashback from last time I saw them together runs through my mind as the all-too-familiar tears start to prick at my eyes. I can't stand to watch anymore, so I start my walk home.
All I want right now is to talk to someone. I wish Addie was here. The thought of her makes the tears flow faster, and then a sudden I wish my mother was here. Although she doesn't comfort me often, I know she'd be here if I asked.
I call the only other person I can stand to be around now. "Eleanor?" I say, sniffling.
"What's wrong, babe? Spill!"
"It's Harry, he.. He did it again, I.. I don't know what to do." I sob.
"I know exactly what you need. Put on something cute, I'll pick you up in an hour."
As I hang up the phone, another wave of gratitude washes over me. I'm so happy I have her and the girls.
This time, Harry doesn't get another chance. I knew I should've stayed away from him, Noah was right. All he does is make me happy, but then he tears me down minutes later. I'm done.
I wake up before Harry, and quickly get out of bed before he wakes up. Not that I don't love sleeping with him, but if Noah walked in... I push those thoughts away as I gently stretch my arms above my head, wincing as I feel some tightness in my neck. I guess sleeping on Harry's arm too many nights in a row starts to take a toll on your body.
As I make my way down the hall, I see Noah's door cracked open. Noah?" I say, opening the door.
"Morning, Isabelle," he says in a sleepy voice. It sounds... Cute. Not as good as Harry's, of course, but cute all the same.
"Do you want anything for breakfast?" I say, rubbing my neck.
"No, I'm alright. I can grab something in the cafeteria later," he replies. "Is your neck alright?"
I guess he noticed me trying to eliminate the knot. "Oh, uh.. Yeah, I just slept on it funny."
"Here, let me help. My mom's a massage therapist so she's taught me how to soothe muscles," he says with a smile.
"Thank you," I say as I make my way over. He motions for me to sit down on the bed, so I do.
He kneels behind me, and his hands make contact with my skin. They're much softer than I'd expect, softer than Harry's, but they don't feel the same. Nothing about him is as good as Harry.
Noah's fingers continue to massage the knot out of my neck, slowly rolling out every little muscle. It feels amazing. I can't help but let my head roll back onto his shoulder.
"That feels amazing, Noah," I moan. I've never had a real massage before, but Noah's amazing hands feel pretty damn good. His fingers move in circular patterns, pushing all of the tension and pain away. "Oh... A little to the left... Yeah, right there... Ohh... Yeah..."
His fingers leave my neck way too soon as his hands pull away abruptly. My eyes flutter open, looking up at him questioningly. That's when I notice a figure standing in the doorway.
Harry's green eyes are as cold as chips of eyes, the emerald colour faded into a hard, deep gemstone green.
The he anger is evident on his face as he glares at Noah, then his gaze moves down to my head resting on his shoulder, his hands still floating above my neck.
He storms down the hall, and I quickly jump up to stop him. I can't let him go, I need to exlplain. "Harry, wait!" I scream after him, but he's already made it downstairs. Seconds later I hear the door slam shut.
"I'm sorry, I guess I should go... I didn't mean to make him upset," Noah says from behind me.
"No, don't worry about it. Harry's always moody, he'll get over it. I can explain everything at school. Besides, nothing happened," I say as I turn to face him, looking deep into his eyes.
His eyes leave mine once the words leave my mouth, and he looks at the ground. "Yeah, nothing happened," he repeats quietly.
I can't help but think he wishes differently.
He drives me to school, and as we pull into the parking lot, I see Harry talking to Louis by the entrance.
I say a quick thanks to Noah before I hurry my way over to Harry. I can't tell what he and Louis are talking about, but luckily he seems to have blown off a little steam from before.
"Harry!" I shout once I'm in hearing distance. "Can we talk, please?"
He looks me straight in the eye, his jade stare flashing with hurt. "Not now. I have to get to class," he says as he starts to walk away.
"Harry, please, I can explain. Just give me 30 seconds."
He stops in his tracks and spins around. "30 seconds. That's it."
-Harry's POV-
I can't believe Isabelle let Noah get so close to her. He was massaging her neck. Why couldn't she ask me to do it? And she even looked like she was enjoying it.
The scene keeps replaying over and over in my head. Isabelle, sitting with her head on Noah's shoulder, his dark, lustful eyes looking down at her exposed chest, probably admiring her cleavage. What a pervert.
"It wasn't what it looked like, at all," Isabelle starts. "My neck was sore, and since his mother is a massage therapist he offered to help. He was just being nice, Harry. Nothing happened."
I try to keep my cool. "I know, Isabelle, but I don't like you being around him. I don't trust him," I say truthfully.
"I know you don't, but he's my friend. You can't change that."
"I just.. I wish he wasn't."
"Well, he is. So please, just accept it."
I take a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I just.. I really don't like you spending time with him. I know how possessive that sounds, but... I want you to spend time with me instead."
She looks into my eyes, her bright crystal eyes understanding. "Okay. I'll try not to see him outside of school. But, if I can't be with Noah, can you please try to avoid Amber outside of school?"
This one might be hard, since Amber and I have been close friends since kindergarten. Yes, we've hooked up... More than once. Okay, more than ten times. But she's still a good friend, no matter what. "I'll try," I say and I hope I don't blow it.
"Thank you, Harry," she says quietly.
I take a quick glance around, noticing a few people around, but right now I couldn't care less. I press a quick kiss onto her lips, smiling as I pull away. "I'll meet you here after school," I whisper against her lips.
People can stare all they want, I'm going to ask her to be my girlfriend later on tonight. I think I'm ready. I'll just have to go talk to Amber today and explain.
-Isabelle's POV-
Harry's kiss leaves me floating around on Cloud Nine all day. I can't stop thinking about it, the butterflies almost making me nauseous. I can't wait until I see him later. My body craves the feelings he gives me.
All of my classes pass by in a blur, a happy, beautiful blur.
"What's up with you today?" Eleanor asks me at lunch. "Oh, wait. No. Let me guess. Harry stayed over."
I blush, and avoid responding. "I have to go buy lunch," I say as I walk away with an extra skip in my step.
Finally, the last bell rings and I rush out to see Harry.
I open the door and walk out to see him. Oh, I see him alright, standing exactly where he said he would be. With Amber. Hugging.
Really?
The flashback from last time I saw them together runs through my mind as the all-too-familiar tears start to prick at my eyes. I can't stand to watch anymore, so I start my walk home.
All I want right now is to talk to someone. I wish Addie was here. The thought of her makes the tears flow faster, and then a sudden I wish my mother was here. Although she doesn't comfort me often, I know she'd be here if I asked.
I call the only other person I can stand to be around now. "Eleanor?" I say, sniffling.
"What's wrong, babe? Spill!"
"It's Harry, he.. He did it again, I.. I don't know what to do." I sob.
"I know exactly what you need. Put on something cute, I'll pick you up in an hour."
As I hang up the phone, another wave of gratitude washes over me. I'm so happy I have her and the girls.
This time, Harry doesn't get another chance. I knew I should've stayed away from him, Noah was right. All he does is make me happy, but then he tears me down minutes later. I'm done.
Notes
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2/22/16