For Keeps (A One Direction Love Story)

Chapter 18- I Felt It Too

Soooo... How do y'all feel about Karry? I officially love them. <3 Team Harry? or Team Louis? You might have said one, but just wait and see what this chapter will do to your mind! MWAHAHAHAHA

Anyway, here is Chapter 18. There isn't a polyvore.

I AM ON FIRE TODAY! TWO CHAPTERS, A POLYVORE, AND I DECORATED MY ENTIRE HOUSE FOR CHRISTMAS.

Love you all,

Kathryn Rose xx

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*****Kathryn's P.O.V****

I woke up to the sound of yelling from the other room. What?

I jumped off the couch and walked to the room. Louis and Harry were fighting. Like a full out on ther floor fight. The other boys and Olivia were trying to stop it. Masie just sat on the couch smirking at the scene.

"Guys! Stop it!" I screamed. The looked at me.

"How could you Louis! After everything? Six. Fucking. Months. And now you tell everyone that you've been going out with Masie for five  months? What the hell." I stormed out of the house, and ran to the only place I could think of. The park.

*****Harry's P.O.V****

"You're a dick, Louis. You don't deserve her. You never loved her like I do." They all stared at me in surprise. I ran out of the house and went to find Kathryn.

I ran to the fist place I could think to look. The park. She seemed so mesmerised by it. I sprinted the whole way there.

"Kathryn!" I yelled as soon as I saw the oaks. I ran around the park until I saw her sitting at the bottom of one of the oaks in the back of the park. I walked over to her and sat down on her right side.

"Kathryn..." I started.

"Why me, Harry? Why me?"

"I don't know... But-"

"Sing me something Harry."

"What song?" I asked.

"Any song."

I started to sing.

"You're on the phone with your boyfriend. He's upset.

He's going off about something that you said.

Cos' He doesn't get your humor like I do

I'm in the room its a typical Tuesday night.

I'm listening to the kind of music he doesn't like

And she'll never know your story like I do

But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts

She's Cheer Captain and I'm on the bleachers

Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find

That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you

Been here all along, so why can't you see?

You, you belong with me, you belong with me

Walking the streets with you and your worn-out jeans

I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be

Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself