Lana's POV

I wake up to sunlight attempting to make its way through my curtains. There's a small opening between the two and the rays that fall between conveniently land on my face, waking me all too soon. I blink a few times and try to roll away from the light, but something stops me. I look down to see an arm wrapped firmly around my waist. The tattoos tell me whose arm it is, and I suddenly remember why he's here.

I know I should get up and end the contact, but honestly I don't really want to. This is so natural, so comfortable. Plus it would be rude to wake him, right? As if making my argument for me, I feel Harry's arm pull me closer so I'm pressed up against his bare chest. I instantly feel my heart rate speed up. I haven't been this close to him in a long time and clearly my body still has the same reaction. I look at his arm again and realize that his muscles are more prominent than they used to be. He's got a few new tattoos as well. As I'm examining them I realize I'm still wearing his shirt. He noticed last night, but he probably won't remember if I change before he wakes up so he doesn't see it again. That might be a little difficult now.

I notic his breathing start to change, and I've heard those sounds enough times to know that he's going to wake up soon. This could be a little awkward. I gently take his hand in mind and slowly lift his arm so I can wriggle away. When I'm far enough away I put his arm back down beside him, smiling when I see how mess his curls are. I admire him for a few more minutes before slowly sitting up and getting off the bed. I go to my closet and replace his shirt with a sweater. When I look back at Harry the blanket has been pulled down far enough to reveal the top of his boxers. I almost go back to bed and snuggle up to him again, but decide against it. That would just complicate things more. I tear my eyes away and leave the room, shutting the door softly behind me.

"Good morning sunshine," Louis says, leaning against the counter while I pour myself some coffee. "How was your night?"

"It was fine."

"I'm assuming he's still here?"

I nod and sit at the table, taking one fo the strawberries out of the bowl in front of me. I can feel Lousi's eyes on me. "Lou, if you have something to say then say it."

He puts his hands up in defence and I can see that he's trying not to smile. "Hey, no problem here. It's just interesting that the same night you go on a date with someone else you let Harry sleep in your bed with you."

'He was drunk. You know how stubborn he is."

"I also know how in love with you he is."

I roll my eyes and eat another strawberry. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to let him stay here, but what was I supposed to do?

"It's not a big deal."

"Yes, it is Lana." He walks to the table and sits down across from me. "Why did you let him stay?"

I shrug. "He was upset. I felt bad. I should have talked to him before I went out with Chase instead of him finding out the way he did. You saw his face when we ran into them on our way back. He looked heartbroken."

"Obviously! He's still madly in love with you!"

"Okay, my point is I should have talked to him and maybe if I had he wouldn't have gotten so drunk and upset."

"I think either way he would have been upset," Louis says, popping a strawberry in his mouth.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you know how many of my friends have asked about you since we moved here? You showed zero interest. Now Harry, the reason you didn't want anything to do with guys, comes back and suddenly you're going on a date? It makes no sense."

I contemplate his words while I sip on my coffee. I don't really know why I agreed to go out with Chase, to be honest. When he asked me I agreed without really thinking about it. I don't know if I like him or not, but he seems like a nice guy. When I started thinking about it I realized that he was probably seeing it was a date, and I was strangely okay with that. Obviously I thought it would be weird for Harry, but we're friends, right?

"Did everyone expect me to jump back into his arms the second he came back? Just because he's here doesn't mean we automatically get back together."

"That's not what I meant. I just don't understand why you haven't shown any interest in dating and then he actually comes back and you go out with someone."

"Honestly, Lou, I don't know. It just happened."

He studies my face for a minute as El comes out of the bathroom. "What are you guys talking about?"

"Well, guess who's still in Lana's bed," Liu says, opening his arms as she walks over. She sits on his lap and raises an eyebrow at me.

"Is that a good idea?"

"Okay, you guys, I get it. It was dumb. Can we move on?"

"I don't understand what's happening," El says. "What exactly are you doing with Chase?"

I put my coffee down and rub my face with my hands. "I don't really have this figured out, okay? I wasn't exactly prepared when Harry showed up, so forgive me if I'm having a hard time figuring out what to do."

I stand and walk back to the room in frustration, tired of being grilled about the status of my relationship with Harry. I shut the door and start pacing. Why am I supposed to have all the answer? Obviously my feelings for Harry haven't changed much, but that doesn't mean I'm ready to just let him back into my life. Baby steps, right? Yes, maybe letting him sleep here was a bad idea, but-

Shit! I stop pacing and look at the bed to see him lying on his back, chest exposed with that adorable smirk of his on his face. I feel my cheeks flush. I totally forgot he was in my bed.

"Something wrong?" he asks, voice raspy from sleep. Damn, I missed that.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," I say shyly, scratching the back of my head.

"I was already awake. I was just waiting for you guys to finish arguing before I showed my face."

"You heard that?"

He shrugs and sits up. "I couldn't hear what you guys were saying, but I could probably guess. He runs his hand through his hair and proceeds to stretch, extending his arms above his head. "If you don't mind me asking, what am I doing here?"

"You don't remember?" I ask, sitting on the bed and tucking my legs underneath me.

"Lana, I wasn't that drunk. What I mean is, why did you let me stay?"

I meet his eyes and try to look away, but I can't. His gaze is so tender, but so intense at the same time. If he remembers everything then I guess he remembers me saying I still love him. Awesome.

"You were upset. I felt bad."

"It's not your job to take care of me Lan."

"But you were upset because of me," I say, looking down at my hands and fiddling with my fingers. "I should have talked to you before I...before last night. You probably weren't expecting that."

"No, I wasn't," he admits quietly.

"I should have told you so you weren't so surprised."

"You don't owe me any kind of explanation." I look up at his face again. He's still looking at me with the same love in his eyes. "I'm not going to lie and say it doesn't bother me, but we...aren't together. You can do what you'd like."

He sounds genuine. He really isn't upset with me?

"I didn't want to hurt you," I whisper.

"I know." He takes his turn looking down at his hands. "Are you going to see him again?"

His question breaks my heart a little. The thought of Harry being with someone else drives me absolutely insane, so I can imagine what seeing me with Chase did to him, Bt I just don't know where we stand at this point.

"I don't know."

He nods and looks up, smiling weakly at me. I have an urge to throw my arms around his neck and beg him to never leave me again. Take him back. That would be easy, natural. So why don't I? Why do I keep holding myself back from this? I know Harry makes me happy. Even knowing he's around has made me happier, and I've barely spent any time with him since he got here. But I just can't do it. I don't know why. There's still a voice in my head telling me that he'll leave again. I know I couldn't survive that twice. There's just know way.

"Sorry I stripped down last night," he says, chuckling.

"Nothing I haven't seen before." My eyes go a little wide and he smirks at me, cocking his head to the side and raising an eyebrow. I blush and look away from him.

"Right." He proceeds to push the blankets away and slide his jeans on. "So what are you doing today?"

"I have to work this afternoon and I have a paper due in a couple days so I need to work on that."

He smiles and pulls his shirt over his head. "That's quite the day you've got planned," he teases.

"That's the glamorous life of a university student," I counter, lying back on the bed.

"Well if you want a break from studying later..." he says slowly. I sit up again and look at him. He looks nervous as he rubs his hand on the back of his neck. He looks at me again and I raise my eyebrows, hoping he'll finish that thought. "If you get bored you can come upstairs. I'll probably be alone again." He looks hopeful.

"I'll keep that in mind." He smiles widely and backs up towards the door.

"Thanks for letting me stay last night. I'll see you later?"

I nod and he smiles at me again before walking out of my room and shutting the door behind him. I flop back onto the bed, a huge smile on my face. I don’t know what I want, but why does that mean I should shut him out? He’s been out of my life for two years. At the very least we can be friends, right?Harry's POV

I shut Lana’s door and make my way to the front of the apartment, a huge smile plastered on my face.

“Someone’s happy.” I turn to see El and Louis sitting at the kitchen table, both fighting smiles.

“So, how did you sleep?” El asks, raising her eyebrows at me suggestively.

“I haven’t slept that well in two years,” I admit, waving and walking out the front door. I walk back up to Niall and Louis’ place and go straight to the bathroom to take a shower. When I’m done I go back to my room to get dressed, then go to the kitchen to have some breakfast.

“Well, I guess I don’t have to ask what you did last night.” I turn to see Niall sitting at the table, smirking at me. “How did you manage to sneak out of here?”

I shrug and flip my eggs. “I was determined I guess. Worked out okay, though.”

“Did you guys…”

“I slept there. That’s all.”

“She actually let you stay?”

“Yep. I was surprised, too. I think she felt bad about last night.”

“Or she misses you.”

“Niall, let’s not overanalyze this please. I was drunk. She let me crash there because
she felt bad for me. That’s all.”

“That’s not all, but whatever. Did you talk this morning?” I nod and sit down across from him to eat. He raises his eyebrows expectantly. “Are you going to tell me anything?”

“Sorry, but I don’t want to be the topic of your little morning gossip session.”

He rolls his eyes. “Did anything happen?”

“No. She might come over later, though.”

“Well that’s progress,” he says, getting up and patting my back on his way past me. “I have to work, I’ll see you later.” I wave and he leaves. I really hope she decides to come over. I need to start trying to make things better and make her realize that I’m not going anywhere.

Notes

so we got our internet changed so i didnt have wifi all day, otherwise i probably would have put up at least tow chapters. tomorrow will be at least one more for sure.
this one is kind of uneventful, but hopefully you guys like it :)

also the end is kinda annoying for spacing, but it wouldnt cooperate and im tired. so yeah. tomorrow wil be better:)
let me know what you think!!!!

love you guyss:)