They Don't Know About Us
The Day After
"Wake up call!!" Someone yelled through the flat. Harry shot up out of bed. I jumped out of bed as well. Harry snuck out of the room.
"Wait! Where are you going?" I called after him.
"Oh." I heard Harry say and then he came back into the bedroom. "It's just Niall." I got up and followed Harry out of the room.
"Morning!" Our secret keeper called from inside the fridge.
"Good morning, why are you here?" Harry asked like he'd been reading my mind again.
"Because the rest of them called and made sure I was here early to see if you lot slept together." I could feel my face turn scarlet. "And Louis said I could eat what ever I wanted."
"We didn't sleep together." Harry spit out. "I mean we slept together, but like we didn't-"
"Chill bro, I know you didn't sleep together. What do you want me to tell them all."
"Are they waiting for you to call them?" I'd never heard of a group of people so desperate to see two people get together.
"Yup, the whole lot of them, even Zayn and Perrie."
"Just tell them you found me on the couch, Lexi was no where visible." I looked from Harry to Niall as his phone started ringing.
"Were they together?" I heard someone yell.
"Oi! You don't need to yell. And no, Harry was passed out on the couch, I guess Lexi must be in his bed."
"Are you sure he didn't sleep with her in his bed." I couldn't hear it as clearly, but the words were audible.
"I don't see how he could have, he was on the couch as I came in." He was smiling like a maniac. It was killing him he knew the truth and who ever it was on the other end didn't.
"All right, you'll text if anything happens right?"
"Yup!" Then he took the phone away form his ear, he ended the call and then started hysterically laughing. "I can't believe they fell for it!" I giggled along, also amused that they're starting to believe us.
Harry had his eyes on me, a grin covering three fourths of his face.
"What?" I didn't blink.
"Don't worry about it," he came over and gave me a large hug. He held me tight.
"All right I'm out." Niall's right arm was full of Harry's food, and an open banana in his left hand. He reached for the door nob, as it was flung open.
"I'm home babe!" Louis practically screamed.The food Niall had in his arms went flying in the air. "Oh, sorry," he skipped passed Niall to my putting an arm around me and an arm around Harry.
"What time is it?!" I asked for what felt the millionth time.
"Half past noon." He sang. "Now the two of you freshen up, Lex, you're coming with us to a radio thing." Louis was so kind and funny and nice, It didn't make since that now all I could think about was Charlie, my ex. Thoughts from every time he charged me about, telling me to do things, getting angry when I didn't do them. I wanted to cross the room to Harry, but knew that I couldn't. Instead I went to find my shoes and coat. One of Harry's eyebrows was raised as his eyes followed me rush across the room following Louis's orders.
"Uhh Lex, you don't have to listen to him, you don't have to go if you don't want to." Harry noticed the sudden change in my movements. I looked up realizing what I had been doing. It was like my brain had suddenly stopped letting me control my actions. When ever Charlie would boss me about I would appease his every thought. I didn't want to make him angry. I quickly shut my eyes forcing the tears back and quickly shaking the thought.
"But I think it would be fun." I gave him a weak smile trying to cover for my actions. Niall watched from the kitchen.
"That was weird." It was weird, what was I doing? Why was I doing this, why had I felt seriously inadequate, why at just the mere memory of Charlie had I felt this way. We headed down to the van waiting for us. Louis climbed in and then Niall both moving to the back leaving Harry and I to it in the first bench seat. It was just the lads and I.
"Where are Perrie, El and Dani?"
"They didn't want to come." The shortest haired boy said smiling over at me.
"They never really liked coming to work with us." Mr. Badboy stated with his eyes still closed.
"That's understandable, I mean Perrie does this sort of thing all the time." I pointed out. Harry and I were turned around in our seats so we could effectively talk with everyone.
"Have you had fun hanging around with us?" Harry asked, I'm sure he was curious to see if I'd been having fun spending all this time with them.
"Some parts have been kind of overwhelming, but others have been really great, its really cool hanging around with you all. Getting to know you guys as well, I'm sad that I judged you so harshly that one night." Obviously the parts i liked most was hanging around when it was just Harry and I. The overwhelming parts were arriving at the studio yesterday and getting hounded for answers about Harry and my relationship. I liked it, though.
"Wait, all those times we invited you places with Eleanor when you supposedly needed to study were just because you didn't like us?" Niall actually sounded kind of sad. I looked down in shame.
"Yeah, I thought you were a bunch of pricks honestly." A burst of confidence pulsing through my body. "But you're not, you're all really nice and funny and I would just like to take this opportunity to formally apologize to you all." I looked each member of the popular band in the eye, "I'm sorry." I told them each. I went to Harry last, his green orbs glowing when our orbs met. "I'm so sorry." I added the so, making his a little more then the others because I regret not getting to know him before now. All the time we missed, would be exactly that, missed. Niall cleared his throat making it obvious that our eyes had lingered a little too long.
"Are you guys bored of it yet?" I asked turning my head to look at Louis and Liam.
"Nahh, it's fun." It didn't convince me.
"If they ask different questions its fun."
"I can only answer what i look for in a girl so many times." Niall's Irish accent sounded so much more different then the rest. Only then had I really noticed the difference.
"But it's good, plus with you there it makes things a little more interesting." Harry rounded up the others responses.
"Yeah, yesterday it was so funny when the lady asked about you, so good." The eldest of the bunch said.
"I"m glad to be of some use." I told them truthfully. We laughed as I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I reached inside and looked at the text. I didn't even see Harry with his phone out, but the text was from him.
*You all right? You were acting different in the flat..*
I wanted to tell him why, but I wasn't even that sure myself what I had acted the way I did. It just sort of happened. A lot of things just sort of happen it seems like. Some good, some bad.
*I'll be fine.*
I told as that was always my answer when someone asked if I was all right. Again it was never a conscious decision, it just sort of happened, "Where's the station?" I felt bad not knowing where anything was, but it wasn't like they ever told me the places we went, they just said we were going to an interview and then we would get into a car and drive somewhere. It wasn't like last time when we arrived to the studio after I'd asked.
"A while." the all knowing daddy directioner informed me.
I turned around in my seat to sit the proper way. I peered out the window, watching as we past building after building. One of my hands was in my lap and the other resting on the seat. I wanted so desperate to hold my new boyfriend's large hand, but knew I couldn't. It seemed he wanted to hold my hand as well because his hand was sitting on the seat next to mine, almost touching, but not.
The ride was mostly silent until Louis, for some reason had decided to google Harry's name, he was reading aloud the headlines while we laughed. Apparently I was pregnant with but it wasn't Harry's. How someone could come up with is hysterical. When I looked over at Harry, the guilt in his eyes was more then traceable.
"I'm sorry." He was looking down at his hands, both of which were now in his lap.
"It's fine, we know the truth and that's all that matters, right?" I grabbed hold of his hands in a friendly manner. When his eyes found mine, "They don't know about us," I rubbed my thumb across the top of his hand. Not only does the world not know the truth, the lads didn't either. No one did, and although it was strangely hard to keep it hidden, there was something incredibly comforting about only us knowing what was going on.
Niall started laughing at something he'd read on his phone, reminding me he knew. Okay so there were only three people in the entire world that knew about us. But it wasn't like we could have denied it any further with him, he had witnessed me basically asking out Harry. But still he didn't know about what we talked about or what happened, and that was nice.
"Wait! Where are you going?" I called after him.
"Oh." I heard Harry say and then he came back into the bedroom. "It's just Niall." I got up and followed Harry out of the room.
"Morning!" Our secret keeper called from inside the fridge.
"Good morning, why are you here?" Harry asked like he'd been reading my mind again.
"Because the rest of them called and made sure I was here early to see if you lot slept together." I could feel my face turn scarlet. "And Louis said I could eat what ever I wanted."
"We didn't sleep together." Harry spit out. "I mean we slept together, but like we didn't-"
"Chill bro, I know you didn't sleep together. What do you want me to tell them all."
"Are they waiting for you to call them?" I'd never heard of a group of people so desperate to see two people get together.
"Yup, the whole lot of them, even Zayn and Perrie."
"Just tell them you found me on the couch, Lexi was no where visible." I looked from Harry to Niall as his phone started ringing.
"Were they together?" I heard someone yell.
"Oi! You don't need to yell. And no, Harry was passed out on the couch, I guess Lexi must be in his bed."
"Are you sure he didn't sleep with her in his bed." I couldn't hear it as clearly, but the words were audible.
"I don't see how he could have, he was on the couch as I came in." He was smiling like a maniac. It was killing him he knew the truth and who ever it was on the other end didn't.
"All right, you'll text if anything happens right?"
"Yup!" Then he took the phone away form his ear, he ended the call and then started hysterically laughing. "I can't believe they fell for it!" I giggled along, also amused that they're starting to believe us.
Harry had his eyes on me, a grin covering three fourths of his face.
"What?" I didn't blink.
"Don't worry about it," he came over and gave me a large hug. He held me tight.
"All right I'm out." Niall's right arm was full of Harry's food, and an open banana in his left hand. He reached for the door nob, as it was flung open.
"I'm home babe!" Louis practically screamed.The food Niall had in his arms went flying in the air. "Oh, sorry," he skipped passed Niall to my putting an arm around me and an arm around Harry.
"What time is it?!" I asked for what felt the millionth time.
"Half past noon." He sang. "Now the two of you freshen up, Lex, you're coming with us to a radio thing." Louis was so kind and funny and nice, It didn't make since that now all I could think about was Charlie, my ex. Thoughts from every time he charged me about, telling me to do things, getting angry when I didn't do them. I wanted to cross the room to Harry, but knew that I couldn't. Instead I went to find my shoes and coat. One of Harry's eyebrows was raised as his eyes followed me rush across the room following Louis's orders.
"Uhh Lex, you don't have to listen to him, you don't have to go if you don't want to." Harry noticed the sudden change in my movements. I looked up realizing what I had been doing. It was like my brain had suddenly stopped letting me control my actions. When ever Charlie would boss me about I would appease his every thought. I didn't want to make him angry. I quickly shut my eyes forcing the tears back and quickly shaking the thought.
"But I think it would be fun." I gave him a weak smile trying to cover for my actions. Niall watched from the kitchen.
"That was weird." It was weird, what was I doing? Why was I doing this, why had I felt seriously inadequate, why at just the mere memory of Charlie had I felt this way. We headed down to the van waiting for us. Louis climbed in and then Niall both moving to the back leaving Harry and I to it in the first bench seat. It was just the lads and I.
"Where are Perrie, El and Dani?"
"They didn't want to come." The shortest haired boy said smiling over at me.
"They never really liked coming to work with us." Mr. Badboy stated with his eyes still closed.
"That's understandable, I mean Perrie does this sort of thing all the time." I pointed out. Harry and I were turned around in our seats so we could effectively talk with everyone.
"Have you had fun hanging around with us?" Harry asked, I'm sure he was curious to see if I'd been having fun spending all this time with them.
"Some parts have been kind of overwhelming, but others have been really great, its really cool hanging around with you all. Getting to know you guys as well, I'm sad that I judged you so harshly that one night." Obviously the parts i liked most was hanging around when it was just Harry and I. The overwhelming parts were arriving at the studio yesterday and getting hounded for answers about Harry and my relationship. I liked it, though.
"Wait, all those times we invited you places with Eleanor when you supposedly needed to study were just because you didn't like us?" Niall actually sounded kind of sad. I looked down in shame.
"Yeah, I thought you were a bunch of pricks honestly." A burst of confidence pulsing through my body. "But you're not, you're all really nice and funny and I would just like to take this opportunity to formally apologize to you all." I looked each member of the popular band in the eye, "I'm sorry." I told them each. I went to Harry last, his green orbs glowing when our orbs met. "I'm so sorry." I added the so, making his a little more then the others because I regret not getting to know him before now. All the time we missed, would be exactly that, missed. Niall cleared his throat making it obvious that our eyes had lingered a little too long.
"Are you guys bored of it yet?" I asked turning my head to look at Louis and Liam.
"Nahh, it's fun." It didn't convince me.
"If they ask different questions its fun."
"I can only answer what i look for in a girl so many times." Niall's Irish accent sounded so much more different then the rest. Only then had I really noticed the difference.
"But it's good, plus with you there it makes things a little more interesting." Harry rounded up the others responses.
"Yeah, yesterday it was so funny when the lady asked about you, so good." The eldest of the bunch said.
"I"m glad to be of some use." I told them truthfully. We laughed as I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I reached inside and looked at the text. I didn't even see Harry with his phone out, but the text was from him.
*You all right? You were acting different in the flat..*
I wanted to tell him why, but I wasn't even that sure myself what I had acted the way I did. It just sort of happened. A lot of things just sort of happen it seems like. Some good, some bad.
*I'll be fine.*
I told as that was always my answer when someone asked if I was all right. Again it was never a conscious decision, it just sort of happened, "Where's the station?" I felt bad not knowing where anything was, but it wasn't like they ever told me the places we went, they just said we were going to an interview and then we would get into a car and drive somewhere. It wasn't like last time when we arrived to the studio after I'd asked.
"A while." the all knowing daddy directioner informed me.
I turned around in my seat to sit the proper way. I peered out the window, watching as we past building after building. One of my hands was in my lap and the other resting on the seat. I wanted so desperate to hold my new boyfriend's large hand, but knew I couldn't. It seemed he wanted to hold my hand as well because his hand was sitting on the seat next to mine, almost touching, but not.
The ride was mostly silent until Louis, for some reason had decided to google Harry's name, he was reading aloud the headlines while we laughed. Apparently I was pregnant with but it wasn't Harry's. How someone could come up with is hysterical. When I looked over at Harry, the guilt in his eyes was more then traceable.
"I'm sorry." He was looking down at his hands, both of which were now in his lap.
"It's fine, we know the truth and that's all that matters, right?" I grabbed hold of his hands in a friendly manner. When his eyes found mine, "They don't know about us," I rubbed my thumb across the top of his hand. Not only does the world not know the truth, the lads didn't either. No one did, and although it was strangely hard to keep it hidden, there was something incredibly comforting about only us knowing what was going on.
Niall started laughing at something he'd read on his phone, reminding me he knew. Okay so there were only three people in the entire world that knew about us. But it wasn't like we could have denied it any further with him, he had witnessed me basically asking out Harry. But still he didn't know about what we talked about or what happened, and that was nice.
4/26/13