Who Knew? (A One Direction FanFic)

Chapter 5 - 'What happened up there then?'

I reluctantly turned my head and looked into his eyes.

‘Okay, Amelia for you to digest what I’m going to say, you need to look me in the eyes and keep them there, I know it’s going to be hard, but trust me, and you should be fine’

I felt my eyes watering again, but he still kept his hands firm on my shoulders. He must be determined to get his point across.

‘I don’t know if I can do this’ I whimpered.

‘Amelia please just listen, it’ll benefit both me and you’

I sat there in silence, waiting for him to carry on.

‘Amelia look. On that night, I didn’t rape you. I didn’t take your virginity, you still have it. I didn’t do anything sexual with you or to you. I’ll admit, when I said “I’m sorry” I was thinking of doing it. But that pained expression in your eyes, it did something to me. And then you blacked out. And you don’t know how guilty I felt when you did, Amelia. I sat there with you, do you know why?’

I was so shocked to be hearing all this. It took all the strength I had to shake my head.

‘I stayed there with you because I didn’t want some loonatic to have the same thoughts as what I had just a few moments before. I sat there protecting you. When I saw you start to fidget about, I knew you were beginning to wake up, so I hid round the corner. When I heard you get up, I left. I didn’t want to see you, what you thought had happened, what you’d do or say to me. I would’ve gone after you today, but I didn’t know what reaction you would have towards me, and that’s what scared me. I was genuinely frightened when you asked me to come up here, but I realised I had to tell you sometime’

I could’ve sworn my mouth was wide open and catching flies at that point. These four years, I had been hurting and grieving for absolutely no reason, just assumptions. I tear rolled down my cheek, but not of sadness, more of joy and relief. I couldn’t wait to tell Shannon.

‘But.. But what about your bet?’ I asked curiously.

‘I asked that instead of my forfeit I could just pay him, and he accepted my offer. I don’t speak to the twat anymore, so no more stupid dares’ he chuckled.

I smiled.

‘I’m sorry, for assuming things’ I played with my fingers.

‘No, I’m sorry, for making you assume those things’

Harry had now let go of my shoulders so he could turn around, but I still faced him. After a minute I stood up and he stood up with me. We faced each other before I spoke.

‘Can we just start over?’ I asked smiling.

‘Sure’ he grinned, ‘the name’s Styles. Harry Styles’ he held out his hand. I giggled and took it.

‘Amelia Blackridge’

He leant down and kissed the back of my hand, and I couldn’t help but blush furiously.

‘We should head downstairs’ I said, realising we’d been gone for quite some time.

Harry nodded and followed after me, but grabbed my hand and stopped me half way.

‘Can I have a hug?’ he asked, putting on an amazingly cute voice.

I nodded and I slung my arms around his neck, resting my head on his chest, while he wrapped his arms around my waist. I simple cannot hug a boy in any other way, it just doesn’t feel right.

‘You don’t have to ask for a hug, you know’ I told him, still embraced in the hug.

‘Good, because you give the nicest ones I’ve ever had’ he grinned. Once again, I smiled and blushed.

We broke out of the hug, and went to go back down the stairs, but once again, he stopped me.

‘Can I have a kiss?’ he asked in the same cute voice.

A kiss? Where did that come from? But once again, I couldn’t help but smile.

‘Maybe later’ I giggled. He had a grin planted on his face, showing off his signature dimples.

For the final time, we headed for the stairs, and this time we actually managed to make it the whole way down the stairs, where we were greeted by the four boys looking at us.

‘Everything better?’ Louis asked with a smile.

‘Just dandy’ Harry grinned, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and resting his chin on my shoulder.

I looked up at him and blushed madly.

‘What happened up there then?’ Zayn joked.

‘What? Nothing!’ I sputtered, and all the boys, including Harry laughed. All the boys, apart from Niall, who wore a blank look. Note to self: ask what was wrong later.

Once the laughter had settled, Harry placed his hands on the curves of my waist and leant into my ear and whispered,

‘Remember, you still owe me my kiss’

*(A/N) I worked on this from Thursday night till last night!

But anyway, Hi Guys!:D

I'm home:)

And I'm so happy, but I had the most awesome holiday ever! It was hilarious!

And my dad embarassed himself sooooo much!

We went to look at the swimming pools and he looked through a door to try to take a look at the pool, and it turns out the door was for the girls changing rooms! and I was like 'dad thats the girls changing rooms' and his like 'OH' and ran and me, Vicky and Charlotte were pissing ourselvs and he went bright red!

And also Vicky pushed him down a sand dune and he nearl fell flat on his face.

And also, half term is now over:(

So I'm back to school tomorrow so I have limited writing time:/

Sorry guys!

But I hope you enjoyed the chapter and hearing about my dads 'fail' moments x*