Loves A Crazy Thing!

*Harry’s POV*

She walked in and my face must have dropped because Zayn gave me the most satisfied look he could have given. He knew that something must have gone on because I don’t give my shirts out to just anyone. I looked at Georgia and her face must have turned from a tanned beauty to a red tomato in a matter of seconds but secretly I thought it was very sweet. Her eyes caught mine from across the room for support but I had nothing to give. Zayn looked like he wanted to say something but every time he tried to open his mouth it just closed again with the shortage of words being able to escape and truthfully I didn’t know what to say to him either, I didn’t have time to call him last night because it was a full on train of events but I knew that now he saw Georgia he would tell the guys. “It’s not what it seems” I tried to tell him but he was having none of it because when the guys see a girl in one of my tops coming out of the bedroom what’s to be expected to be going around in their minds. He managed to get a “Hi” out but that was where his dictionary stopped.

Things were getting a bit awkward now for my liking, I was trying to keep my eyes on Georgia but that only made things worse. The huge grin that began to grow on Zayn’s face was like a baby smiling for the first time. I knew he was shocked and sometimes shy but not being able to speak was a new strange for me to witness. “I'll tell you everything later on Zayn but we have to get dressed and I have to take Georgia to the train station” I said trying to break the silence that filled the air in the room. I quickly rushed into the bedroom trying to remember where I left my clothes last night, knowing that Georgia and Zayn must be just staring at each-other with nothing to say. I tried to get changed quickly but was no use, I was tired and didn't sleep very well last night. At that moment I heard the door shut, I was concerned that it was the rest of the boys but the room was silent, I turned around to see Georgia watching me whilst leaning on the door frame with a sweet smile on her face, “thank-you for last night!” she said whist watching me get dressed, I smiled back at her in exceptance to show that it was nothing at all. She slowly walked over to the side of the bed "I mean it, I would still be on the streets or in the gutters somewhere?” she said with a sad expression on her face, “Really it's no bother, I helped you because you needed it, I would have done it for anyone” I wimped gasping for breath, it hurt to know what she could have gone through last night. "But we need to forget this ever happened!" she said and now it was my turn to feel the tears in my eyes. "I don't want anyone to know about this, I almost got raped and you almost got beaten up, I'm sure you don't want to remember this and plus you are a celebrity and I'm a college student, us being friend couldn't have worked anyways!" she stated and I thought I almost saw a bit of sorrow in her eyes but I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

She looked up at me and I could see that she didn't like me being upset but all I could think about was her leaving and me not being able to see her again unless there was a one off chance that we catch a glimpse of each-other walking around London or at one off the concerts again where she hopefully wouldn't faint again. All I could think about was that we had only known each-other for a day and it felt like we could have a conversation and not let it be awkward. It felt so real with her and I would trust her with anything because she came of as that kind of person but I knew she had to go and that was the worst feeling in the world. We stared into each other’s eyes for a good solid 5 minutes and then… she started to come closer and closer to my face, her lips would soon be leaning on mine with the passion that I had only seen in movies. I didn't know that she was that in to me but I didn't mind, I liked her and that may seem stupid and unrealistic but I felt something for her and this kiss was the only way to tell how strong that feeling was.

Her lips against mine would have been the perfect picture, as she leaned down about to brush my lips she turned and kissed me on the cheek. Whispering "I'm sorry!" into my ear and pulling away.

I didn't know what came over her but seeing her eyes filling up with tears was enough to make my heart ache for her and for me to show her that I did care about her. I didn't know what she was feeling and I'm sure her emotions were all over the place with what happened last night. I wanted to carry on talking and hanging out to make sure I knew she was safe but suddenly hearing her ring tone coming from her pocket spoiled the moment. She told me it was her best friend Danni and she was waiting at the train station for her to go back to Norwich. She quickly removed herself from the couch, grabbed her things, kissed me on the forehead and hobbled out of the room.

I sat there looking at the door for a good five minutes before grabbing my coat and following her down to the train station. This reminded me of last night but the feeling in my stomach this time was no where half as bad as last night. We both finally reached the train station and I waited for her to board the train. She stood there for a moment before a brown haired girl came rushing up behind her and hugged her tight. It really did bring a smile to my face. You could see by here facial expressions that her leg was hurting and thinking now I was so stupid for not ordering her a taxi to take her to the station so she wouldn't have to walk. Stupid, stupid Harry.

I watched as she bored the train and got further and further away from me. It hurt it did but like she said it would have never of worked, she has a normal life with everything ahead of her and I'm on tour soon with the boys so us being friends wouldn't have worked anyways. Right there and then I made sure that if I ever saw her again I wouldn't let her get under my skin again. I would be nice but she didn't mean anything to me and I knew that this would save me from getting hurt. She had her life and I had mine.

I reached the hotel in under ten minutes and flopped onto the bed with a bump. I looked around the room and everything reminded me of her. I felt something under my back, I pulled it out and saw the T-Shirt she had worn last night. It brought a smile to my face knowing that for a change someone had worn something of mine. I chuckled to myself and stood up. However when I did I spotted something on the side, I walked over to the dresser and noticed she had left her neck less on the side. It was some sort of locket, on the front it had her name and when opening it up there were to pictures. One of her and I'm guessing Danni and the other of wait... me and the boys. She had a picture of us all in her locket. I guess we mean all mean a lot to her. Shame the boys weren't ever going to see her. Shame I was never going to see her.

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