I pulled away from Harry's house once he got in the front door. I liked Harry. He was kind and polite. He didn't ask a lot of questions and he let Niall run the show. He acted like it was no big deal that I bit his head off when he was just trying to come to my aid. I liked when people didn't ask me what my problem was. Not to mention he was quite attractive. I'd seen many pictures of him because of Niall and of course all over television. Even Auntie Maura had tons of pictures of him. But Uncle Bobby was worse.
I blushed and turned my head to the window. The memory of Harry looking at me with lust-filled eyes had flooded my mind. He looked at me with genuine interest as I spoke. He gave me that butterfly feeling in my belly. I bit my lip and tried not to smile as I thought of the way my eyes kept dropping to his full lips. The tantalizing pink color made them look so soft and kissable. I knew that he noticed my moments of weakness. He kept licking his lips and leaning a little closer every time I stared at his lips. My stomach dropped whenever he placed his hand on mine or on my shoulder. I knew he wanted to be close to me and the fact he put his hands on me, didn't bother me in the slightest. He touched me and I didn't shy away. His touch made me feel warm and comfortable. I didn't feel the need to run away from him at all. I wanted to burst at the seams with happiness for the newfound feeling.

I glanced over at Niall. He was pissed. His brow was furrowed and his jaw clenched. Niall tapped the door with a steady but quick finger, keeping his eyes straight forward. It made me a little sad. I wanted to tell him that Harry didn't make me panic.
"Niall, what's wrong?" I was genuinely concerned with his demeanor. He was rarely ever mad, not like the mad he appeared to be.
"Nothin'." He grunted quietly.
"Niall, come on. I know when you're pissed off and you're pissed off. What is wrong?" I asked again, this time I wasn't being gentle in my tone at all.
"What did you think of my boys? You like them?" Niall changed the subject quickly.
I nodded, "Yeah. Mostly. Liam is very well-mannered." Niall nodded and urged me to go on. "Um... Louis is okay. He makes me a little uncomfortable. I don't know why though."
"He's just new that's all. You'll like Louis the more you get to know him. I promise." Niall grinned, taking my hand to comfort me. The car grew silent for a moment.
"I like Harry." I stated quietly. Niall groaned loudly and dropped my hand. "What? Does that bother you?" I asked sharply. I didn't like his reaction. I wanted him to be happy I found another person in the world who didn't make me cringe. Niall rested his chin on his fist and glared out the window. "Niall, why are you mad that I like Harry?" I shrieked.
Niall sighed, dropping his hand, "I'm not mad that you like him. It's just...DeeDee, you..."
"What, Niall? I what?" I snapped at him. "Harry was very nice to me. I was panicking and he didn't ask questions. He made me feel more comfortable. I didn't...He was polite to me even though I yelled at him for NO reason the other weekend. He told me it was okay because everyone has bad days."
"I know, DeeDee. I'm not discounting that. But I know Harry. I'm glad you took a shine to him right away but don't think any more of him than he's polite and kind." Niall instructed. I lifted my eyebrow at him. "Dee, you get so super attached to people and they give you no reason really. I don't want your feelings to get hurt in anyway." I glared at him a little. "Sadie Lynn, don't look at me like that. You know I am right. You bend over backwards to make people happy but they give you nothing in return. You end up over extending your emotions for people who won't do the same for you in the end. I don't want to see you go through that. I hate seeing it. I know that I sound like a jerk, but I love you. I know how you get when your feelings get hurt over things like that. I just...for once I would like to save you from yourself." Niall spoke gently. His explanation was filled with genuine concern and love. I couldn't let him worry about me, so, I did what I always had. I lied.
"Niall, all I said was he was nice. I like that he was so nice. That's it. What do you think is going to happen?" I spoke in a teasing voice, poking his cheek slightly. I was trying to appear happy and not bothered.
Niall sighed and sounded skeptical, "Alright. I'm sorry. I just worry."
I leaned over and kissed his cheek, "I know. I love you too, NiNi." I turned my face a little so Niall couldn't see me. I wanted to start crying. Harry was a different kind of person. His warm hand soothed me, made me feel like I was always going to be safe as long as I was standing next to him. The way he smiled at me told me that he wanted to understand why I was a different person the last time I had seen him. I could tell that he was intrigued by my drastically different demeanor. But he never asked why. He just smiled and accepted my apology with grace, even though he tried to refuse it at first. He was a warm person. Someone you never had to be wary of or watch your back with. He was kind and gentle. Understanding even though he had no idea what was going on; he wanted to know. I wanted Niall to be more understanding than he was. I'd had enough of people not understanding. I didn't want Niall to end up on that list as well.

Notes

Hey guys! What are we thinking of this story so far?
Sorry the chapter is so short. Sadie's chapters will be a little longer after this one.

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