I Can Change Your Life

I woke up the next morning with Harry’s arm placed firmly around my waist and his body still pushed against mine. I was surprised that we hadn’t moved much in our sleep. I blushed as I remembered the night before. I blushed even harder when I realized that I had slept without any panties on.

Harry started to stir beside me. He let out a small grown and buried his face into my hair. “Mmm,” he let out a small moan. “I like the smell of your hair.”

I blushed even more at his compliment. I was worried that things might be awkward, especially after what I had let him do to me the night before. And I was also worried about him thinking that we were now together. I didn’t even know if I liked Harry like that. Or if I was even ready to have feelings for someone.

Harry’s hand rested on my bare hip and lightly squeezed my hip. He inhaled as if he was going to say something, but I placed my hand over his mouth as soon as I heard talking from the hallway. I heard Louis barge in his room to wake up Liam, and I knew that meant we were next. As soon as I heard footsteps nearing the door, I shoved Harry off of the bed with my arms and legs. He was heavy, and it took pretty much all of my strength to get him off in one push. I through a pillow down to him and quickly rolled over to make it look like I was sleeping. I held the blankets up to my chin.

“Did you just push me off the bed?” Harry asked, still unaware of what I had heard.

“Shh!” I hushed him when I heard Louis’s hand hit the doorknob.

Seconds later the door was shoved open and Louis forced himself into the room shouting, “Time to wake up!”

I groaned and rolled over to try and make it look like Louis had woke me up. “No,” I said.

“Dude,” Louis said while looking to Harry “you could have at least gotten a blanket or something.”

“Huh?” Harry said. “Oh,” he said as he looked down to realize that he had –in Louis’s eyes – slept on the floor without a blanket.

Louis just laughed at him and shook his head. “I’m surprised you didn’t make a pass at Gianna.”

I tensed up under the blankets. I could see Harry tense up just for a second. He relaxed his body and just shook his head before plopping it back down to the pillow.

“Niall is going out to buy us some breakfast burritos. What do you guys want?” Louis asked.

We each told him what we wanted and Louis left the room. He shut the door behind him when he left. Harry immediately jumped back onto the bed so he was hovering over me.

“Hi,” he said with a lopsided smile.

I pushed on his chest to try to get him away. I couldn’t help but smile the whole time. “Harry,” I whined, “go away. I want to sleep more.”

“I want to sleep with you,” he said.

I shot him a look and he laughed. “Not like that. Well, yeah, actually. Like that.”

I turned away from him to hide my blush. I couldn’t stop myself from blushing so much. I was embarrassed, but also happy. Very, very happy. I started to think while Harry climbed in behind me again. I wanted to know why he hadn’t tried to move on from foreplay. I thought about asking him, but I just felt too weird saying it out loud. But then again, I did let him get really personal with me, so I suppose there’s nothing much worse than that.

“Hey Harry,” I said.

“Yeah?”

“Last night…why didn’t you…why didn’t you try to have sex with me?”

Harry paused for a moment. “Well, I didn’t want to stop you because you were really great at what you did.” Harry laughed a bit. “But mostly because I didn’t want to pressure you. When you didn’t stop, I just kind of knew, I guess.”

I didn’t say anything. I was smiling too wide to speak.

“I think I’m going to get a lock on my door,” Harry said suddenly. “And maybe soundproof the walls or something.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“I don’t want you to have to hold back as you scream my name.”

I slapped Harry in the chest and told him to shut up. I turned around and he nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck as I drifted off to sleep again.

-

We went about the rest of the morning as normal as we could. We woke up and heated up our breakfast burritos, ate them in Harry’s room. Harry made more sexual comments to me. Louis left to take Niall and Liam home, but never came home after. He called Harry and said something about going to an old friend’s house or something. I was confused to say the least. Louis didn’t really hang out with anybody but me and the boys.

As I was sitting in the passenger’s seat of Harry’s car on the way back to my house, I felt the urge to cry. I was starting to feel distant from Louis. I felt like I was spending all of my time with Harry now instead. I couldn’t be selfish though, of course Louis was going to school and was busy a lot now that he had graduated from High School. Things slowly started to make sense to me: why he had forced me and Harry to become friends, why he wanted us to look out for each other. It was because he knew he wouldn’t be able to be here for us.

I looked over to Harry. The wind was whipping his hair around his face as he slightly bobbed his head and mouthed the lyrics to the song on the radio. I let out a small smile. I couldn’t deny how happy I was. Even with so much going on in my head, Harry made me happy.

We pulled up to my house and as I got out of the car, I noticed that my mom’s car was gone.

“Weird,” I said. “My mom is always here on Saturdays.”

“Maybe she tried calling you,” Harry suggested. He pulled my cell phone from his pocket and slowly held it out to me. “It’s to you to check it, but here.”

I picked the phone up in my hands and decided that it was time to turn it back on. As the screen came back to life, I got over fifty notifications all at once. I hesitantly scrolled down the list. They were all calls and texts from Louis. There was one missed call from my mom. I clicked on her name and waited for the phone to connect the call. I walked up to the front door and let us into the house.

“Gianna! Honey, where are you?” My mother’s panicked voice rushed through the phone.

“I just got home. Where are you?” I motioned for Harry to follow me upstairs.

“I was just out shopping and when I tried to call you this morning to see if you wanted to come with you never answered. Why was your phone off? You never turn it off.”

I dropped my backpack and purse onto the floor of my room and sighed as I collapsed onto my bed. harry collapsed on it next to me and immediately wrapped an arm around my waist. He kissed the exposed skin on my arm.

“It was dead and then I forgot it at Harry’s house.”

“Harry? Harry, Louis's friends?”

I gulped. Had I really just called it Harry’s house? It was always Louis’s house in my eyes, but I guess now that I had been spending my time with Harry, he was the first one I thought of. “Oh, yeah.”

“Since when are you two friends? I thought you said he hated you or something?”

Harry’s body began to gently shake from laughter. He must have heard what my mom said. “I don’t know. Just recently I guess.” I bit my bottom lip as an idea crossed my mind. “Hey, Mom?”

“Yes, sweetie?”

“Can I have some money to buy a new phone? This one’s battery life sucks.” Harry’s head perked up a bit and he gave me a questionable look.

“Sure sweetie. I’ll transfer some money into your account. I think you deserve a new phone. I mean, you’ve had this one since, what, tenth grade?” My mom laughed a little bit. “Let me know if you need anything else. Love you.”

“Love you, too. Bye.”

I shut my phone and sat up. Harry pulled his arm off of me, but continued to lie down. I got off the bed and tossed my phone beside Harry. “I’m going to take a shower,” I said. “I’ll be quick.”

Harry groaned and rolled over in my bed as I left the room.

When I got out of the shower, I walked back into my room in nothing but a towel. I was really hoping that Harry was asleep so I could change quickly. I know that Harry and I were closer now, but I still didn’t know about changing in front of him. It was dark last night when I was naked, so he probably didn’t really see all of me. I was afraid of him seeing me naked in the daylight.

I walked into the room and Harry was lying down on my bed with his phone in front of his face. He was flicking his fingers across the screen – most likely playing a game. I walked over to my closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and the first shirt I saw. I walked over to my underwear drawer and pulled out what I needed. I stopped after I had everything picked out.

“I’m not moving,” Harry said without looking up. He somehow could tell exactly what I was thinking. Probably by the way I was just standing next to my closet, not sure what to do.

I groaned a little bit. “Please?”

Harry set his phone down and turned to look at me. “Why? You’ve got nothing to be ashamed of. Trust me,” he said. “I would know.” He gave me a smirk and a wink before pulling his phone back up to his face and returning to his game.

I hesitantly dropped my towel and pulled on my bra and underwear. Once that was done, I felt pretty comfortable. Harry continued to stare at his phone, but I knew that he could see me out of the corner of his eye. A small smirk never left his lips.

After I was dressed, I quickly applied some make up and grabbed my purse. “Let’s go!” I said.

“New phone?” he asked with a smile. I nodded and we walked out of the house and into his car.

“Um, Gianna,” Harry asked as we drove down the street. He bit his bottom lip and shifted in his seat uncomfortably.

“Yeah?”

“Well, um. Last night…what does…are we…um…” He couldn’t get a full sentence out, but I knew exactly what he was trying to ask.

I didn’t want to respond. I didn’t even know how to respond. I didn’t want to think about it, and I definitely didn’t want to rush anything. I was having fun with Harry, and although I didn’t regret anything we did, I still felt like it shouldn’t have happened just yet. I had barely really known Harry for a week. What if this was just an attraction kind of thing? Like when you meet a new guy and you can’t help but start to like him. I didn’t want to ruin anything that might not even be there yet.

I just shrugged. It was all I could really do. Harry nodded and said, “Yeah.”

“I don’t want to think about it. Let’s just have fun and try not to think about all that stuff.”

“I’m not going to forget about it. Last night was amazing, and I’m not going to just let it go.

His words made me smile. “I don’t want you to forget it. Because I know that I wouldn’t be able to forget it even if I tried.” I looked over to Harry who was now smiling, too. “I just, I don’t want to think about what it means, or why it happened. I just want to live out senior year without thinking about that stuff. Especially given my past. I just want to have fun.”

Harry reached over and squeezed my hand that was resting in my lap. “I want to have fun, too. And we will have fun. Together.”

“Okay,” I said a bit breathlessly. I wanted to kiss the smirk right off of his lips, but that might complicate what we just discussed. I couldn’t help but feel more attracted to Harry after last night. And that wasn’t helping my situation either.

We pulled up to the AT&T store and got out. I told Harry to pick out a phone which came to be the newest iPhone. As we walked around the store, Harry made it a point to stand a little too close, so we were always touching, and he would sometimes place his hand on the small of my back when we were talking to people. It was comforting to know that he was there by my side.

“So, looks like your phone is all activated and ready to go! Let me just write down your new number for you,” the man who helped us said. He scribbled down my new phone number on the back of a business card. “Your boyfriend picked out a good one for you.”

I cringed at the word and a part of me shut down. Harry wasn’t my boyfriend, and as much as I wanted to tell him that, I decided to refrain from speaking up. Mostly because I just didn’t want to hear that word again. Harry removed his hand from the small of my back to give me some space. He could probably feel my change in demeanor.

I swiped my debit card, signed the receipt, and hurried out of there. Once back in the car I put my head down and began to program my contacts into my new phone. Harry pulled out of the parking lot and we drove back to the house in silence. When we walked back into the house, Louis was sitting in the living room sipping on a soda.

“Hey! There you guys are,” Louis got up right away and walked over to me. He went to give me a hug, but I shrugged him away. “Whoa, what’s wrong with you?”

Harry gave me a smile with sad eyes. He disappeared down the hallway and slipped into his room.

“I’m not in a good mood,” I said as I dropped my purse onto the chair beside me. “I got a new phone.” I was trying to change the subject, but by the way I had so rudely denied Louis for a hug, I knew that the conversation was going to come up again. Louis always wanted to know everything that was going on.

“Oh, good. Harry bought you a nice one,” he said as he rolled it over in his hands. “How was he able to afford this?”

“He didn’t buy it, Lou.” I sighed. Here we go, here it all goes.

“Well that’s rude.”

“No, Louis,” I let out a nervous laugh. “My other one wasn’t broken.”

Louis gave me a confused look and handed my phone back to me. “I don’t understand. Why’d you lie? What’s going on?”

“Well, maybe you would know if you were around more.” I wanted to take back my words as soon as they left my mouth. I had no right to blame Louis for this. But then again, it was partially his fault.

“What the fuck?” he asked, loudly. “What is going on, Gianna? Is it Josh?”

“No, it’s not just Josh. You’re never around anymore. We usually spend all day Saturday together and you just left and didn’t even tell me you weren’t going to come back. We’re becoming distant.” It wasn’t just Louis. It did have something to do with Josh, but even though I was starting a fight just because I was in a bad mood, I didn’t want Louis to worry about me. Guess it’s too late for that, though.

“That’s not my fault. You’re always with Harry!”

I tossed my head back in laughter. “Oh,” I said, “and whose fault is that? Think about it, Louis. You’re the one who forced us together. You have no right to get on my case for being with Harry.”

“What do you mean ‘being with Harry?’ What? Are you sucking his dick or something?” he spat. I knew that he was trying to refer back to the rumors that had been spread around last year. The rumors that I was a slut, and that I was the one who ruined my relationship with Josh.

I lifted my arm and went to slap Louis right across the face, but a hand caught me before I could. I looked down at the hand and saw that it was Harry that had stopped me. I looked over my shoulder and he was staring down at me. I couldn’t keep it together any more. The tears poured from my eyes and I collapsed against Harry’s chest. He wrapped his arms around me as the impact of my dead weight hit him. I slowly began to slip down to the floor as I broke down. Harry’s body went down with me, slowly guiding me so I wouldn’t hit the floor.

“Gianna, I’m sorry. You know I didn’t mean that, I’m so sorry,” Louis tried to apologize but I could hardly even listen.

I cried too much, and I hated it. I couldn’t help it though. I was sad, but mostly angry. Angry at Josh for ruining me. And angry at myself for letting this happen to me. Harry was trying to calm me down and kept telling me that it was going to be okay, but it wasn’t. It wasn’t going to be okay. If only he knew what Josh had done to me.

I suddenly became really mad at Louis, and all I wanted to do was hit him. I wanted to hit him for believing that even for a second what those people said was true. But then I wanted to hit him up because it was true. I did suck Harry’s dick. I was nothing but a lousy slut.

Louis tried to touch my arm to comfort me. I began throwing my fists at him and screaming. I think I hit him a few times in the chest, but not very hard. I was too weak to actually put any force into it. Harry grabbed my wrists and held me down. I tried kicking my legs, but he scooped me up into his arms and carried me away while I screamed at Louis. I don’t know what I was saying to him. I think I might have said ‘fuck you’ and ‘stay away from me’, but I’m not entirely sure.

As soon as Harry’s door shut, we collapsed onto the floor again. His back slid down the door and I felt into his lap. I took a handful of his shirt in my hands and cried into his chest. His hands began to swirl around my back. But this time I was having a harder time relaxing.

“It’s going to be okay, Gianna,” he said. “I’m here.”

“It’s not okay, Harry.” I cried harder. “You don’t even know the half of it.”

Harry kissed the top of my head. “Then tell me.”

“I…I can’t,” I sobbed. My emotions were starting to calm down, but my eyes were not letting up.

“You can,” he said against my head. “Just let it out.”

“I don’t want you to think differently of me.”

Harry’s lips formed into a smile against my hair. “Gianna, nothing could change how beautiful you are to me. But take your time and just know that no matter what it is you want to tell me, I’ll always listen. And things will be okay. No matter what, things can always get better.”

I looked up into Harry’s eyes as I tried to wipe the tears from my own. He bent down to kiss the corner of each of my eyes. The smile that was on his face soon mirrored onto my own. Tears were still slowly falling from my eyes, but my emotions had regulated and my body was relaxed. I wrapped my arms around Harry’s waist and pushed my cheek against his shirt.

What was this boy doing to me?

Notes

Welp.
Harry and Gianna's relationship is getting more personal and comforting, but what about their true feelings?
What do you guys think will happen with Gianna's and Louis's now-ruined friendship?
And Josh? He was a huge factor in Gianna's life that makes her question her views on Harry.

But anyway, thank you for the subscribers that have joined in on my story. Your feedback is always appreciated.
And also, I have changed Gianna's photo.
Thanks again :)