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Aug 1, 2012

chapter 20 of last summer :)

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Chapter 20.

*Elle’s POV*

James was nibbling on my neck, hovering me, my back against the sand and his breath tickling my ear. He felt really good, but my mind where at other place with someone else.

I couldn’t get Niall out of my mind, how soft and warm his kiss was, how much I wanted that kiss to last a little bit longer before I ruined it.

But what got me over a cloud were his eyes, hurt and angry eyes. And that grin on his face.

What did that mean? Maybe he liked me?

Well, he obviously liked me, we kissed the night before. But…how much he liked me? More than I liked him? What about James?

James.

Should I tell him? Was kissing considered as cheating? It wasn’t like we had a proper make out…It was just a few kisses, some of them a bit heated up but…nothing else. But they obviously meant something to me.

“Els, what the hell is wrong with you today?”, James let himself fall next to me, groaning in exasperation.

I grinned and turned to look at him, softly caressing his cheek. He grabbed my hand and intertwined his fingers in mines.

“Is everything ok?”, he asked.

“Yes, yeah, everything is perfect…”, I murmured.

“Are you sure about this, Elle?”, James frowned . “I mean…do you want us to be together again?”

Since when did he care so much?

“Of course I do, it’s just…something with my mom”, I lied, pecking his lips and resting my head over his chest. He caressed my hair gently as he used to do, making me close my eyes and enjoy his touch.

He was a dick, he hurt me so much, but I fell in love with him for a reason. He made me feel better than anyone.

But suddenly my phone started to ring and I groaned softly, bothered by the fact that someone disturbed the best moment I ever had with James in the past five months.

“Yeah?”, I asked, and Harry’s voice sounded on the other side of the line.

“Maya phoned us, she has something to tell the boys and I”, he said, contained excitement on his voice. “She wants us to be at the Smith’s in a couple of hours, I invited the girls too, are you coming? I think she wants to tell us that she hire us!”

“Really? Wow, that’s amazing”, I smiled, James looking at me with question on his eyes. “Of course I’ll be there, in two hours, right?”

“Yep, two hours”, he replied.

“Great, see you there then”

“I love you Elle”, he sang.

“I love you too, Harry”, I laughed at his tone and hung up, glancing at James. “I need to be at the Smith’s in a couple of hours, do you wanna come?”

“I’m not very welcome among your friends, Elle”, he half-smiled, and I grinned.

“Please”, I begged, but deep inside of me I knew that he was right.

“Specially that blond boy…”

“Don’t start again, James”, I groaned, letting my back fall against the sand. “He doesn’t hate you, and he has a name. Which you perfectly know”

“Niall Dick Horan”, he rolled his eyes back, and I hit him softly.

“Don’t be rude, he is my friend”

And we kissed yesterday.

“Yeah but he wants you badly”, he said, grabbing me by my hand and pulling me closer to him.

Yes, we kissed yesterday.

“He won’t have you, tho”, he laughed cockily and pecked my lips.

Oh, but we kissed yesterday.

“Are you sure you’re ok, Elle?”, he asked then since I was staring at him but don’t actually seeing him. “You look really distracted”

I debated myself if I should tell him or not, and I thought it was better not to. But my lips decided the opposite.

“I snogged Niall last night”, I quickly said.

WHY.

“You did what?”, he raised his eyebrows and I was about to say it again when he shushed me. “Why did you do that?”, I shrugged and he stared at me for a while before shaking his head. “I mean, I’m not the most suitable since I cheated on you too but…”

“I am sorry”, I grinned, holding his hand tighter. “Are you mad?”

“No, I am not, don’t worry”, he petted my cheek and smiled. “But don’t do it again, ok?”

“I won’t”, I whispered while kissing him again, feeling relief rush my body.

“Do you want me to take you there with my motorbike?”, James asked then, breaking the kiss.

“That would be great”, I smiled. “But we don’t need to leave right now…we still have two hours to do whatever we want”

“And what do you want to do?”, his smirk barely showing his teeth as his fingers trailed the line of my spine making my skin tingle.

I didn’t say anything, though. I smirked back and kissed him softly, raising my eyebrows. He understood.

*Niall’s POV*

Has ever happened to you that you’re quietly walking on the streets and someone tackles you? They shove you against a wall and grab you by your shirt, almost lifting you from the ground?

“What the fuck?!”, I whimpered, still not understanding the situation.

James’ face was inches away from mine, so close I could feel his anger slamming against my face. He got me shoved against Elle’s house, just under her window.

“I should be the one saying that”, he spit.

“Well, considering that I am the one who just got tackled, and…”

“Shut the fuck up, asshole!”, he yelled to me in a low voice since he didn’t want Elle to hear us, but smashing me against the wall one more time. I shushed, tho. “Elle told me that you and her snogged. And I told her it was ok. But it’s not”

I stared steadily at him for a while, my face with no expressions on it.

Why did she do that?

“And what do you want me to do about it, huh?”, I replied, contempt filling my voice. “I didn’t know you two were dating, so back off”

“I just wanted to warn you about the risks that you might suffer if you get closer to her again”, he said, laughing cockily.

“Oh, yeah?”, I frowned, acting like I was really interested. “Tell me about them”

“Don’t tease me, faggot”, he shook his head, his cocky smirk never disappearing. I wanted to punch him so hard he couldn’t smile like that ever again. “I will break every single bone of yours”

I swallowed, considering the size of his arms and his back. Fighting, I would definitely lose. But he didn’t scare me at all. To be honest, I wanted him to hit me so I could hit him back and release all my anger.

“I can’t wait to see how you do that”, I replied, my eyes piercing his.

“You know what?”, he laughed, smashing me tighter to the wall. “She also told me you are nothing to her. Nothing. That the kiss didn’t mean a thing for her, that she wouldn’t ever date you, or either snog you again”

That felt like the kick in the balls he desired to give me.

“You are lying”, I whispered, my voice trembling.

“Yeah, she confessed it after we had sex in the beach”, he whispered back, but his tone was more confident. “She is my girl, get it?”

I frowned and tightened my jaws, my heart pounding hard and my fists getting ready to give the first punch anytime. The anger blurred my mind and my eyes as I hit his chest to make him release me, but he slammed me against the wall again with more force before I could even make another move. My lungs ran out of air.

“Be quiet, baby boy”, he murmured.

“Hey, James, are you there?”, we heard Elle’s voice from her room, and we looked at each other with alert. He placed his finger over his lips to make me stay in silent and I tightened my jaws even more, about to explode. “Are you ready?”

He grinned in disgust and my feet finally touched the ground, my lungs breathing for the first time.

“Yes babe I’m at the garden”, he yelled, his eyes never leaving mine on a menacing look.

“Oh, fine, can you please come in for a sec?”, Elle sang.

James glanced at me as I relocated my shirt, and came closer to me once again.

“Don’t tell her anything, alright?”, he hissed and all he got by response before leaving was a rude grin.

I couldn’t believe it.

I couldn’t believe the fact that Elle told him about last night, I couldn’t believe how he got me trapped, I couldn’t believe that she was dating him, and I definitely couldn’t believe why did I care so much. But I wanted to hurt that guy, hurt his ego as much as he just hurt mine.

I started to walk towards the Smith’s, but I saw a familiar motorbike parked next to Elle’s house. It was James’.

“Fucking dick”, I murmured before slamming my foot onto one of its lights, breaking it in thousands of pieces and making the whole machine fall on the floor with a loud crash, then kept walking without turning around to look at it.

*Elle’s POV*

All of them -including Maya- were sitting around the bar, laughing and talking loudly as usual, when I came in.

“I am sorry I’m late, but someone broke one of James’ motorbike light and then let it fall, so he was pretty pissed and then I had to come walking on my own and blahblahblah…”, I rolled my eyes back remembering the moment and sat heavily over a stool, leaving my bag next to me. Everyone nodded but Niall, who chuckled. I frowned, but then shrugged. “News?”

The boys looked at each other with contained excitement as the girls stared with huge smiles on their faces.

I knew what did that mean.

“Really?”, I asked, turning to glace at Maya, who nodded slightly.

“Well, your boys got all the girls crazy and the guys didn’t hate them so much…So yeah, they’re hired in spite of all my husband’s complaints”, she smiled. “Every Saturday at nine o’clock there is going to be an One Direction performance. Just don’t be late, boys”

All of us yelled with emotion, hugging each other. It was their first actual job, with money and a crowd and appreciation, and maybe even groupies.

Harry came closer to me and hugged me for ages before whispering low words on my ear,

“Niall seems really pissed, did something happened between you two?”

“Why would anything happen between us?”, I whispered back, frowning.

“Boys also tell their friends stuff”, he giggled, and I pulled him away to look at him. “He told me everything this morning”

“Well then he can tell you why is he so pissed ‘cause I don’t know it”, I groaned. “That boy is always on his period”

“Don’t be mean, Elle”, he warned me, a smile still on his lips. “What about James? When were you going to tell me that you two are dating again?”

“What did he tell you?”, I asked, ignoring his last question. He shrugged. “I mean…, did he tell you if…he liked it, or if he…likes me?”

“Why do you care so much?”, he laughed, but then got serious. “He likes you more than you think. More than he thinks, to be honest. He’s a little Irish boy in love”

“Don’t lie!”, I hit him gently, blushing a bit. Then lowered my voice. “Do you really think that?”

By that time, he laughed very loudly.

“Yeah, I do”, he nodded, still laughing. “I am not sure about you, though. How much do you like him?”

I DON’T KNOW STOP IT WHY ARE YOU ASKING.

“Harry, I am dating James now and I am confused enough, so please don’t make me think too much about it”, I sighed.

“But James is an asshole”, he shrugged.

“Harry!”

“He cheated on you!”

“Harry!”

“What!”, he yelled back.

“Go fuck yourself!”

“I wish I could”, he sighed, shaking his head with a hidden smile.

“By now, you can have Ali”, I giggled, and he opened his eyes wide, that hidden smile finally showing.

“Elle!”

“What!”

“Talk to you later”, he laughed and pecked my forehead before leaving.

I sighed and sat again over a stool, feeling Niall’s eyes focused on my nape.

Then, I sobbed in my inside.

*Harry’s POV*

Elle actually worried me. I remember when she broke up with James and phoned me while crying, and got me listening to her on the phone for about two hours, just ranting about that asshole and about how stupid she was. I didn’t think I could stand that ever again, not either Elle.

What I didn’t tell Elle was that Niall also told me about his chat with James, and about the broken motorbike. She didn’t know it, and I guessed it was better.

But by that time all I wanted was jump and smile and party. A lot of important people used to go to the Smith’s, and if they saw us performing and liked us…who knows?

“Harry!”, I hear Ali calling me, and when I turned to face her she almost jumped over me, hugging me. “I’m so happy for you”

“Thanks”, I said while laughing, slowly caressing her hair.

She sat over a table and I stepped in front of her, her long legs wrapping mines and her fingers playing with my necklace while smiling to herself.

“What are you thinking about?”, I asked since it was always a mystery for me. “You look absorbed”

She raised her eyes to look at me and smiled wider.

“Remember when you first told me that you were going to start a band?”, she giggled. “It was just you, Zayn and Liam”

“And I ran to talk to you ‘cause I promised you that you were going to be the first person to know”, I smiled. “I still hated the girls!”

“If somebody told you that they were going to be your friends…”, she rolled her eyes back.

“They were really annoying back then, and they hated me as well…”, I defended myself while laughing, remembering everything.

To be honest, Alice and I were friends since little and during the first 10 years she was my only friend apart from Elle, but soon she made new friends: Aubrey, Harper and Charlotte. They hated me with their soul, they considered I was just a stupid boy who spent too much time with their girl, when the truth was that she was mine.

But when we were about 12, we stopped talking. She had her friends and I had mine. She started to act weird in front of me when a few years before she was the same as me. I liked playing football and she liked sitting with her friends and just talk. Anyway, I saw her everyday staring at us from the distance, wishing she could run to us and play some football. But you know, we were 12, and boys and girls aren’t friends on those ages.

Four years after that, we were complete strangers. She was just another girl from my school. However, when the boys and I decided to start a music band, she was the first person I thought about. I remembered how, when we were 9, I used to teach her how to sing all those Disney movie songs we just watched that same afternoon, and she made me promise that when I started a group and became famous, I would remember her.

And that’s what I did. I ran towards her during some break at school and almost bumped into her, breathing heavily.

“Alice!”, I called her out loud, making all the girls turn around to look at me.

“Harry?”, she asked, confused. Months had passed since we didn’t talk. “What happens?”

I grabbed her arm and dragged her to a corner to talk to her.

“Tell me, Harry, what happens?”, she insisted, looking me in the eyes with a tiny smile on her lips.

I proceeded to tell her everything, and she listened with all her attention focused over me. When I finished, her eyes had a weird shine on them.

“You are the first person to know, as I promised”, I said while catching my breath again. I couldn’t understand why was I so excited.

She didn’t say a thing; she just stared at me with a serious expression on her face.

“What?”, I asked, fearing that it was a mistake to talk to her. “Is it that horrible?”

She shook her head slowly and smiled shyly. Just then I realized that the weird spark on her eyes wasn’t other thing that tears fighting to get out. I panicked, it wasn’t the same as when she was little and she hurt her knee. This time it involved feelings.

She shut her eyes with force for a second and opened them again. The spark wasn’t there anymore.

“I can’t believe you still remember that”, she said, husky voice and sad smile.

“We are friends, right?”, I tried to smile, but kind of failed.

I caressed her cheek gently to comfort her, and I wanted to apologize for all the time that had passed, I wanted to tell her that I was still 9 and everything was the same, but she didn’t let me. She hugged me so tight it made my back crunch, and I thought that she might have been good playing football.

“We aren’t famous yet, but…”, I started to say, but she cut me off.

“I told you”, she whispered while laughing against my chest, softly swinging me. “You will go far, really far”

I remember how I repeated those words to myself again and again everyday, to convince myself, though it was hard.

“You are the one who looks absorbed now”, I heard Alice smile, making me come back to Earth. “Is everything ok?”

“I was thinking about how much things changed in just two years. To better, of course”, I shook my head and smiled to her, who was now staring at me with concerned eyes. “Like, I mean…the girls hated me and I hated them and now we’re really close; same with you and the boys. Then, Niall and Louis joined the band…and the fact that all of them are starting to finally pair off”, we both laughed glancing at the three couples sitting on the bar, and at how Niall and Elle avoided each other. I wondered how did they see us two. “And now this… It’s a great opportunity, I guess”

She stared at me for a while before gradually smiling, holding my hand tight into hers.

“This is just the beginning”, she replied and grinned, doubting it. “You’ll see, Harry. Just…believe me”

I smiled back and held her hand tighter, gently pecking her forehead.

I wanted to believe her so bad.

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