It was a very foggy evening that night. I was just lying in Harry’s bed while he was in the shower. Sitting there alone, my mind was beginning to place together everything that I was told by Liam. I was finding it hard to believe that Chance was the drunk guy at the party. There couldn’t be a way. He lived back over in New York. Something didn’t add up right to me. I thought about calling him but what good would that do? He wouldn’t admit to it if he did it. Something deep down told me that it was a useless cause.
I heard the shower stop. My heart was pounding right out of my chest. Should I ask him about the party? I wasn’t really sure what to do. I needed to know though. Chance was my best friend. Just because he got a little snappy because I went to England doesn’t mean he’d stop talking to me and try to come over here and rape me. That just couldn’t be it. Liam and Harry didn’t know what Chance looked like. Did they know what he looked like? Could Cierra possibly have told them? I had to ask her in the morning.
There were footsteps coming from the bathroom across the room. I looked at my phone and saw that Chance was blowing up my phone.
“Can we talk?”
I responded, “What about?”
Like lightening, he replied, “I just wanted to apologize.”
By now, I was getting afraid. What was he apologizing about? Nothing made sense. I felt so lost and confused. “What about,” I asked.
“Just for ignoring you the past couple of days. I’ve been really busy. Sorry.:”
I felt a tiny sliver of ease come to me as I replied, “It’s alright. I gotta go. Talk to you later.”
Harry walked into the room in just a pair of sweatpants. I looked at him as I put down my cell phone. I looked at him as he was finishing getting everything ready for the night. I felt my body shaking. There was no way he knew me as well as he thought. I kept telling myself that, and I didn’t know why I was doing that. I told myself that I was letting my mind wonder too much.
“Is there something wrong,” he asked me. I was certain the look on my face wasn’t hiding the fact I was confused beyond wild belief. I tried to conjure up a good lie to tell, but I came up short in the end.
“Nothing, why do ask,” I asked him as calmly as I possibly could.
“Something just seems wrong,” he worriedly said. “Are you positive nothing’s wrong?”
“Not really,” I sighed.
“You know you can tell me what’s wrong, I hope you know.”
“Yeah, I do,” I said. Now would be my time to ask him about the party. I had to pull myself together, “Harry, did you get a good look at the guy from the party?”
“Sort of.”
“What did he look like?”
“Short brown hair. He was kind of tall. He had slanted blue eyes, and he had a mixture accent between New York and English. Cierra told me about that friend of yours, Chance. It had to be him.”
My blood ran cold. I felt the color drain from my face. The description fit Chance to a T and that alone made me shake. What made it worse was when Harry said Cierra had told him about Chance. I didn’t want to believe it.
“That’s impossible. He was in New York the last time I talked to him. That’s where he lived.”
“Mitchie,” He sat down next to me, “that doesn’t mean he couldn’t have found a way here within the course of a month. I don’t know how he figured out where Zayn and Perrie lived, but I do know one thing. I won’t let him around you again.”
I was still so confused. Liam had told me Harry threatened to kill him. I just had to get this all out. If I didn’t do it now, I wouldn’t be able to speak of it again. I just bluntly asked, “Why did Liam tell me you threatened to kill him?”
He shook his head, “He was drunk as hell, and I heard him talking about how he was going to bone the girl across the room. I looked up and saw you sitting there. I was furious. Zayn and Liam were with me, and I told them if they didn’t keep me from him, he would die.”
“But you got to him anyway.”
“Yes, they didn’t believe me. The second I had the moment to get away, I saw you were already intoxicated and gone. I didn’t find the douche either. My mind was in complete shock. The last thing I remember was Liam and Louis trying to calm me down after I watched Zayn kick that dick out the door.”
“It can’t be Chance. He’s my best friend.”
“It doesn’t mean he won’t try to have his way with you.”
“What is that supposed to mean, Harry?”
He looked deep in though while he tried to find the words to say. He took me by my hand, “Babe, I know how guys are. Take it from one. He could be the most important person in the world to you, and his inner dickwad nature will still come out. It’s just simple logic.”
I looked down nearly in tears. Harry took me in his arms and slowly rubbed my arms and back. I was in a state of complete shock. I wasn’t even sure what to do with myself. I looked up at Harry.
“Thank you -- for telling me,” I managed to croak out.
He smiled at me as he moved a strand of hair from my face, “Anything for you.”
Without even thinking about what I was doing, I moved my lips onto his, and I slowly kissed him. He seemed to be in shock. He looked at me with wide eyes. However, he moved back in and kissed me with much passion. He put his hand behind the back of my neck, and we moved to where I was lying on the bed with him on top of me. I was completely lost in the moment. I wasn’t even aware of the outside world. Harry moved his hands up and down my stomach and waist. He moved his lips from my lips to my jaw. Slowly, he made his way to my neck. Then, as soon as he started pulling at my shirt, he stopped himself.
“What’s wrong,” I asked, positioning myself to sit back up.
“I can’t do this to you,” He confessed.
“I’m not drunk though,” I chuckled, “What’s the problem?”
“It just isn’t the right time, Mitchie. I do really care for you, but I don’t want to do something so serious without knowing for a fact that you’re going to be ready.”
“Harry, it’s okay. It really is,” I told him.
“I just don’t feel comfortable. Plus, it’s late. You really should get some sleep. Perrie told me she wants to have a girl day with you tomorrow.”
“Well, this is the first time I have heard about that.”
“Just lie down, love. I’ll be here when you wake up.”
Harry lied down right next to me and took me in his arms. The warmth of his body put me into a twilight state. I wasn’t sure how in just a month he became so fond of me, but I knew one thing. I knew that I loved it. I prayed to God before I fell asleep that this night and the rest of my vacation would go by slowly.