Still Harry's POV
after i got her one of those mini cerial boxes i had one myself. all of the boys were in a well engaged conversation with her. i stayed quiet still not sure of what to do. she knew me without me telling her anything. she was the only one that could get inside of my head. that made me mad. ive spent so long trying to block everything out. iv eperfected the the whole sceme of forgetting but as soon i close my eyes its always there hainting me. that was my most vulnerable state and know ing that she could penetrate through that made me nervous. the room got seemingly quiet when niall and louis left to go play video games. i looked over at her and she didnt look so good. her eyes were blank and the color in her eyes was a little duller green then before. i put my hand on her leg and she jumped.
"i think im loosing my abilities..." she said thoughfully "but i cant its impossible..." she kept pausing "maybe being here is changing me.... they said it would happen but i had no idea it would be this fast" she relized that she was speaking aloud when liam and zayn started staring at her. even i was stricken by her words. what did she mean by 'loosing her abilities'? she looked at the others and tired to explain a lie.
"i mean i play softball and its been a while and you know.. no practice for a while, i mean i havent practiced and the skills arent as vivid as before....um...." she rambled on.
"well you could still practice here love we could toss a ball or something..." liam suggested. she smiled and everything seemed back to normal or what ever normal was before.
"lets go boys we are at the air port. we have an hour to get everything together and be on that plane so i suggest that you get moving." paul interupted as if on cue.we all got up and got our stuff together. Brielle just kinda stood there since she really didnt have anything to bring. it took about 15 minutes to get our stuff of the bus. we entered the ariport and put our stuff on luggage carts. it was the job of two of out staff to get our bags on the flight. I am not touching that. alberto and Andrew had it covered. we followed paul through the airport. great. I can already hear the screams before we even get close to the departure place or whatever the fuck it is. here goes my fake smile. I look over and see brielle next to me. she seems so cool about this, like it doesn't even know what its like. honestly it makes me so angry that she doesn't even flinch when we enter the next part of the airport and the screams got even louder. jesus chirst I already have a huge headache and they aren't helping. I looked over at Brielle and she was staring at me.
"you know its rude to stare" I said
"awe your blushing, was little harry effected by a little look?" she shot back in a baby voice. I was not blushing
"I was not blushing" I defend
"oh so your face just looks like rudouph's nose then automatically? is there an off switch?" she asks bringing her hands poking my stomach and arms searching for my off switch. I couldn't help but laugh at her. she halted her hands when she heard me laugh they were on my hip and her smile instantly grew
"oooooohhhh someone is ticklish too?!?" she said in a high voice. before I could answer her hands moved faster around my torso and I started laughing again. this is the most laughing I've done in a while. I grabbed her wrists in my hands then both in one hand and used the other to tickle her back. she screamed and instantly started laughing. it was a beautiful sound. of course it was she's a damn angel. she managed to slip one hand out of mine.
"this" laugh "is" laugh "war" she stuttered reaching out for my. I grabbed her hand before she reached me feeling a stupid fucking grin on my face. I engulfed her in my arms prevented her from access. she was a foot off the floor in my arms and I spun her around before my mind could catch up. she kept laughing but I dropped her down and recoiled my arms instantly. she turned around with a confused face. my smile faded as I got my control back. shit I ruined the moment. that was the first time that I really let my guard down all the way. I have worked so hard to build these walls and I refuse to have her break them down so easily.
Brielle's POV
as we entered the screaming girls I couldn't help but smirk trying to conceal my smile. how can this boy still be effected by his past. he has all of this and is still troubled. I understand completely but its unnerving to me. I look over at him and the sight breakes my heart. he has dark circles under his eyes like he hasn't slept in days and the smile he is displaying is fake. its noticeable to me but the fans seem un affected. hes smiling but it isn't reaching his eyes like the other boys' are. one of the girls looked over at me and shouted the word "slut" at me. what the hell is that? oh yeah I remember the great mother telling me not to believe anything vulgar. the rest of the girls are screaming his name begging for his attention. he gives a small wave, which I am thankful. as we make our way to the take off place the amount of girls multiplies and so do the amount of insults. I know what they mean obviously I was a teenager once too. the memories of being called these during school flood my mind. the teasing, the bullying, it got to the point where I had to change schools twice. I shake my head to rid of the bad images and pay attention to Harry's face. the smile fades and he looks at me at the same time that some girl yells "your a bitch and harry will never want you! harry harry will you sign my boob!?!" I can feel the frown on my face from the terrible experiences I've had in the past with boys.
the anger in his eyes flashes and his head snaps in her direction. he takes a step toward her and I thought for a second that he was going to. she was like 12 and holding a sign that said " rock me all night" on it. it was pretty funny too. she had way to much make-up on and her outfit looked like Victoria had a 2 for 1 juniors sale going on. he shorts barely reached under her boney butt and she wore a crop top that looked like it belonged to a younger sister rather than her. harry dragged me along with him despite the protests by Paul.
"and what boob would that be love" he asks surprising me. she grabs the top of her shirt and drags it down revealing a training bra. ha. I called it.
"here" she responds handing him a marker. he doesn't take it. instead he squints his eyes and looks at her chest.
"I don't see anything for me to sign there. sorry" he says and walks away with me trailing behind him in a fit of laughter. I could help it. as soon as the words left his mouth her jaw was on the floor and her eyes grew wide. everyone around her that heard started laughing too. what do the say now a days? oh yeah karma's a bitch!! ha! we finally boarded the private plane and I took a seat across form harry. when everyone settled in, it finally dawned on me that I had nothing to wear and no phone to busy myself with. this outfit I had on was getting uncomfortable. I kept shifting trying to get comfy. I looked over at a woman next to me. she was very pretty and had an infant with her. the little girl was asleep in her arms and her eyes were closed. when I looked back at harry he was staring at me.
"you know staring is rude right??" I ask sarcastically. he doesn't laugh. instead his eyes turn icy.
"why did you let them speak to you that way?" he growls through clenched teeth.
"because they were just jealous.... I don't really care what they think anyway. you should have heard their thoughts on what they thought we were doing behind closed doors! if they keep thinking that dirt they are going to hell!" I burst out laughing at my own joke and his mouth pressed into a hard line trying to hide his smile.
"well its annoying! we have the dumbest most desperate fandom ever." he says referring to the 12 year old.
"no" I simply replied.
"how so? they are always in our was and begging for something"
"well.." I started "we are teenage girls and our hormones go crazy most of the time! do you have any idea what just you clicking their follow button does? you can make them scream louder then their boyfriends can" I point out. then he laughs. its like music to my ears. it was full and bellowed out of him. im surprised by my own thoughts.. must be the newly exposed hormones running through my body.... im happy though, getting him to laugh was a start to this long process. we spent a while on the plane. it was dark out now.
hey everyone sorry its been so long since I have updated! I have been sooo busy reading "after" by imaginator1D! anyway I hope you like it and please comment suggestion of what you wan to happen between brielle and harreh!
