Chapter 10

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As I sit with Louis, talking about clothes and friends and such, I hear the door open and close. "Hello." a sweaty Liam approaches and gives me a friendly hug. I looked at Harry as he trailed behind the tall sweaty boy. "Don't worry, he's okay." He smiled. I hadn't quite grasped the idea of these boys being so normal. I had always thought most people at such stature lived at a certain standard. "Uhh food is ready..." I said, trying to keep him from reliving the moments of frustration. "Good, I'm dying." He suddenly grabbed me. I laughed and grabbed three plates, knowing that Niall, Liam and Zayn weren't quite up to par for a meal.

The three of us sit quietly conversing at the table. I notice how unchallenging it is for them to talk to one another, speeking of things and being sure to tell the other about schedules and their own personal day. As Louis talks of traffic and other worries of the day I feel Harry's head slowly lower onto my shoulder. I look at him questionably, and kiss his curly jungle he calls hair. At this moment, I couldn't feel reality. Louis is there, but I can't really tell. I put my hand on Harry's, lying on the table, awaiting my grasp. Then, all I heard was "You're hands are warm." I could have died and been okay with it. His voice was sweet and loving, and his eyes were soft. Suddenly, I fell out of my trance to a loud bang upstairs.

I run upstairs and open the door to my room, Niall is sitting on my bed rubbing is eyes. "Are you okay?" I ask, thinking I would be entertained to hear his slurred words. "How did I get up here?" he questioned. "You were just a bit intoxicated." I smiled. "That's an understatement." I turned to see Harry. "When you feel fit to socialize, food is downstairs." I smiled kindly. Niall suddenly sits up and runs down the stairs in a rush.

"Goodbye!!" I yell across the slightly foggy way towards the car the 4 boys got into. Harry stands next to me, keeping his eyes on me. "Why is it that you're so welcoming?" He asks, quite puzzled. I smile "Because you all are welcoming to me." I turned away and sat down. "I'm so tired, you all are impossible to please." Harry scoffed, and that's when I realized that he puts up with them every single night. Harry is standing in the doorway still, why does he look so amazing in doorways, this is not normal. "I'm going to go change." I say.

I reach into my drawer and pull out a pair of sleeping pants and an old t-shirt. As I push the shirt down, I hear a creek. Harry. "Stop!" I say. He laughed and swiftly closed the door. I turned and looked at my reflection in the mirror. A small memory of my past washed over. I shoved it deep down and ignored the feelings, slipped my shorts on, and exited my room.

*NEWSFLASH!!! The next chapter will be coming soon, I'll try not to forget it.