No Regrets
Chapter Sixty-Nine
*LIZZIE’S POV*
It had been almost a week since Harry had spent the night at the hospital, and things were going pretty well for me. I had signed my contract with IMG and so we had a celebratory dinner in my honor, and I had also began to patch up my friendship with Niall- though Harry didn’t seem too happy about that.
“C’mon, time to get up.” Harry came back into the room, and I quickly dove under the covers again. He had started this new thing where he had me going to the gym to workout with him almost daily, though I didn’t have half of the motivation that he had. “You’re a model now! You should care about this!” He said, jumping on top of me.
“I do care about this!” I complained, my head resurfacing from underneath the covers, “I just don’t care that much at 8:00 in the morning!”
“It’ll be worth it. I promise.” Harry said with a wink as he sat up on the side of the bed, bending down to tie his tennis shoes.
“Fine, fine. I’ll get dressed.” I said, hopping out of bed and throwing on some workout clothes before putting my hair up in a high ponytail. “Lemme just brush my teeth and take my birth control, and I’ll be ready to go!” I said as I walked to the bathroom, sliding on my tennis shoes on my way.
“Okay, I’ll grab us some waters and meet you by the elevator.” He said, walking out of our bedroom. It wasn’t long before I was in the elevator with Harry, on our way down to the gym.
When we got to the gym, we went our separate ways. I went straight to the elliptical as Harry did a warm-up around the suspended running track.
After we were there for about an hour, I was over on an ab machine when I got a text.
From: Harry
I see you.. Come find me
Without responding, I immediately began to look around to see where he was. He should be easy to spot after all, because today he had a blue bandana in his hair, holding back his afro of curls. Finally, I found him, peaking over a machine at me. Once we made eye contact, he winked before ducking back down and disappearing once again. Checking to make sure we were still alone in the gym, I got up and walked towards where he was hiding.
“You found me,” Harry said, his voice sprinkled with playfulness.
“What’s my prize?” I asked, biting my lip as I looked up at him. Doing the same thing I did just a moment earlier, Harry checked over his shoulders to make sure we were alone before reaching down and grabbing my wrist. Without answering my question, he led me into one of the locker rooms. Locking the door behind us, Harry immediately turned and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him as he leaned back against the now locked door. His green eyes sparkled as they glanced from my eyes, down to my lips, and back for a split second before his lips crashed onto mine.
“I told you it would be worth it,” he said breathily between kisses as he picked me up and led me back further into the locker room...
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*HARRY’S POV*
After our locker room escapade, Liz and I finally made our way back up to our flat. We were both exhausted though it was barely 10:00 in the morning. She hurried to get in the shower (after denying me access to shower with her), so I was sitting by myself at the counter finishing my bottle of water when I heard one of our phones begin to vibrate from where we put them on the kitchen table. Getting up to check, I was less than pleased to discover that it was Liz’s phone ringing. And it was Niall calling.
Deciding not to let the jealousy that I felt towards their new “friendship” get the better of me, I went back to where I was sitting, taking both phones with me. Her phone had stopped ringing, but instead was now lit up with two texts from Niall. Going against my better judgment, I slid the notification across her screen and typed in her password.
From: Niall
Morning Lizz ! Wasaaaaaaaap?
From: Niall
Want t grab some food ? I’m starvin !!
Mad that I still couldn’t find myself trusting them, I walked into the bedroom, prepared to ask Liz about their friendship once she got out of the shower.
*LIZZIE’S POV*
I had just slipped on my bra and underwear and began towel drying my hair as I made my way out of our bathroom when I discovered Harry sitting on our bed.
“Oh sorry babe,” I said as he looked up at me, “have you been waiting to shower this whole time?” Slipping on some high-waisted jean shorts and one of his old tshirts, I began to search the room for a brush to deal with my hair.
“What’s going on between you and Niall?” Harry asked, standing up to face me.
“Uh, nothing? We’re friends?” I said, confused by his question.
“Really? Well I don’t like you being friends with guys that you’ve cheated on me with.” He said, his tone sharp.
“What the hell, Harry? I can be friends with whoever I damn well want to be friends with.” I said, getting angry.
“He texted you about getting lunch. I don’t talk to Taylor anymore, so why the fuck do you still talk to him!?” Harry asked, his voice escalating.
“It’s a little different Harry!” I shouted right back at him. “You were in a relationship with Taylor and then you FUCKED her. I was NEVER in a relationship with Niall, and all we EVER did was kiss! Contrary to your constant suspicion and lack of trust!”
“Well I-” He started to say, but I cut him off.
“Give me my phone.” I interrupted him.
“What?”
“Just give me my phone.” I said quietly. He reached over and handed me my iphone. Ignoring him, I found Niall’s contact and called him.
“Hey Niall!” I said cheerily as he answered the phone. Harry’s expression turned to pure anger as he listened to my end of the phone call. “How about we meet by the elevators? Just give me like three minutes.” After the he agreed, I hung up and got back to dealing with Harry.
“So you’re GOING? Really?” He asked, his tone spiteful.
“I can be friends with WHOEVER I want… especially if it’s a harmless friendship with one of your FUCKING bandmates!” I said back at him as I found my wallet and keys. “Get over it, Harry. It’s just Niall.” I walked out of the room, slamming the apartment door behind me as I walked down the hallway to the elevators.
It had been almost a week since Harry had spent the night at the hospital, and things were going pretty well for me. I had signed my contract with IMG and so we had a celebratory dinner in my honor, and I had also began to patch up my friendship with Niall- though Harry didn’t seem too happy about that.
“C’mon, time to get up.” Harry came back into the room, and I quickly dove under the covers again. He had started this new thing where he had me going to the gym to workout with him almost daily, though I didn’t have half of the motivation that he had. “You’re a model now! You should care about this!” He said, jumping on top of me.
“I do care about this!” I complained, my head resurfacing from underneath the covers, “I just don’t care that much at 8:00 in the morning!”
“It’ll be worth it. I promise.” Harry said with a wink as he sat up on the side of the bed, bending down to tie his tennis shoes.
“Fine, fine. I’ll get dressed.” I said, hopping out of bed and throwing on some workout clothes before putting my hair up in a high ponytail. “Lemme just brush my teeth and take my birth control, and I’ll be ready to go!” I said as I walked to the bathroom, sliding on my tennis shoes on my way.
“Okay, I’ll grab us some waters and meet you by the elevator.” He said, walking out of our bedroom. It wasn’t long before I was in the elevator with Harry, on our way down to the gym.
When we got to the gym, we went our separate ways. I went straight to the elliptical as Harry did a warm-up around the suspended running track.
After we were there for about an hour, I was over on an ab machine when I got a text.
From: Harry
I see you.. Come find me
Without responding, I immediately began to look around to see where he was. He should be easy to spot after all, because today he had a blue bandana in his hair, holding back his afro of curls. Finally, I found him, peaking over a machine at me. Once we made eye contact, he winked before ducking back down and disappearing once again. Checking to make sure we were still alone in the gym, I got up and walked towards where he was hiding.
“You found me,” Harry said, his voice sprinkled with playfulness.
“What’s my prize?” I asked, biting my lip as I looked up at him. Doing the same thing I did just a moment earlier, Harry checked over his shoulders to make sure we were alone before reaching down and grabbing my wrist. Without answering my question, he led me into one of the locker rooms. Locking the door behind us, Harry immediately turned and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him as he leaned back against the now locked door. His green eyes sparkled as they glanced from my eyes, down to my lips, and back for a split second before his lips crashed onto mine.
“I told you it would be worth it,” he said breathily between kisses as he picked me up and led me back further into the locker room...
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*HARRY’S POV*
After our locker room escapade, Liz and I finally made our way back up to our flat. We were both exhausted though it was barely 10:00 in the morning. She hurried to get in the shower (after denying me access to shower with her), so I was sitting by myself at the counter finishing my bottle of water when I heard one of our phones begin to vibrate from where we put them on the kitchen table. Getting up to check, I was less than pleased to discover that it was Liz’s phone ringing. And it was Niall calling.
Deciding not to let the jealousy that I felt towards their new “friendship” get the better of me, I went back to where I was sitting, taking both phones with me. Her phone had stopped ringing, but instead was now lit up with two texts from Niall. Going against my better judgment, I slid the notification across her screen and typed in her password.
From: Niall
Morning Lizz ! Wasaaaaaaaap?
From: Niall
Want t grab some food ? I’m starvin !!
Mad that I still couldn’t find myself trusting them, I walked into the bedroom, prepared to ask Liz about their friendship once she got out of the shower.
*LIZZIE’S POV*
I had just slipped on my bra and underwear and began towel drying my hair as I made my way out of our bathroom when I discovered Harry sitting on our bed.
“Oh sorry babe,” I said as he looked up at me, “have you been waiting to shower this whole time?” Slipping on some high-waisted jean shorts and one of his old tshirts, I began to search the room for a brush to deal with my hair.
“What’s going on between you and Niall?” Harry asked, standing up to face me.
“Uh, nothing? We’re friends?” I said, confused by his question.
“Really? Well I don’t like you being friends with guys that you’ve cheated on me with.” He said, his tone sharp.
“What the hell, Harry? I can be friends with whoever I damn well want to be friends with.” I said, getting angry.
“He texted you about getting lunch. I don’t talk to Taylor anymore, so why the fuck do you still talk to him!?” Harry asked, his voice escalating.
“It’s a little different Harry!” I shouted right back at him. “You were in a relationship with Taylor and then you FUCKED her. I was NEVER in a relationship with Niall, and all we EVER did was kiss! Contrary to your constant suspicion and lack of trust!”
“Well I-” He started to say, but I cut him off.
“Give me my phone.” I interrupted him.
“What?”
“Just give me my phone.” I said quietly. He reached over and handed me my iphone. Ignoring him, I found Niall’s contact and called him.
“Hey Niall!” I said cheerily as he answered the phone. Harry’s expression turned to pure anger as he listened to my end of the phone call. “How about we meet by the elevators? Just give me like three minutes.” After the he agreed, I hung up and got back to dealing with Harry.
“So you’re GOING? Really?” He asked, his tone spiteful.
“I can be friends with WHOEVER I want… especially if it’s a harmless friendship with one of your FUCKING bandmates!” I said back at him as I found my wallet and keys. “Get over it, Harry. It’s just Niall.” I walked out of the room, slamming the apartment door behind me as I walked down the hallway to the elevators.
Notes
Sorry it's taken me so long to update!ALL OF YOUR COMMENTS SERIOUSLY MEAN SO MUCH TO ME it's making me seriously reconsider if I really want to end this story
I don't know
I'm now undecided
10/22/13