"Don't you think it's time to sleep?" Niall suggests as we both continue to watch some random show in the tv. I wasn't really watching though. I was too lost in my thoughts with the blood thing on Harry's door. Maybe I'm just overreacting. What if he just got a wound or something. That's probably the reason. What's going on with you Brae? I'm totally not okay.

"Hey!"

"Wha-what?" I look at Niall with a confused expression.

"You okay? You zoned out."

"I'm fine." I force a smile.

"Stop thinking too much. You're just stressing yourself with that."

Niall was right. Why am I wasting my time thinking about stupid things that I'm not even sure about. Why am I stressing myself in something that doesn't even matter. I have to chill and live while I'm young. I don't want to be a grandma yet.

"I can't wait for the pizza." I groan as I lay my head back on the couch.

A big smile came across my face once I hear the doorbell ring. "I'll take it." I quickly say as I ran over to the door and swung it open without any hesitation. "Good evening miss, here's the pizza you ordered." The delivery guy says, giving me a friendly smile and hands me the pizza box.

"Thank you." I say and hand him the money before I close the door.

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"This tastes amazing." I moan in satisfaction as I take another bite from the pizza.

"Totally right on that, Brae." Niall says, struggling with speaking since his mouth was still full.

"Oh god Niall." Nicolas grumbles as he shook his head in disgust. I just laugh at him. I thought I was more hungry than him but I guess not.

"You guys creep the hell out of me. Can you both eat quietly?" Nicolas seemed pissed off but I know he wasn't that serious.

"Sorry." Niall apologizes as he finally swallows the food. I shook my head as I continue to eat my yummy pizza.

After we ate, we all went back to the living room, except Nicolas who went straight to his bedroom. It's almost 10 and Harry is still not home. I wonder where he is right now.

A sudden loud knock on the door startled me as we all stood up. "I think that's Harry." Niall says. I was kinda scared of how Harry was going to react when he sees me.

Niall went towards the door, and for some reason, I can see hesitation in his eyes as he stared at the door knob. Perhaps I'm not the only one who's scared of Harry. My breathing unevens the moment the door clicks open. Footsteps can be heard coming in which made me feel more nervous.

I watch as they both approach the living room. Harry pushed his hair back, not noticing me yet. I can't help but stare at his gorgeous face, until his eyes landed on me. I immediately look away, feeling kind of embarrassed.

"Niall, why the fuck is she here?" I hear Harry angrily ask, causing my attention to divert back to him. His head snapped towards Niall, waiting for an answer.

"I-" Niall starts but I immediately cut him off.

"It's not his fault, okay? I forced him to bring me here so I can personally thank you for saving me awhile ago." I explain, hoping he wouldn't blow up.

Harry looks at me intently with furrowed eyebrows. He was apparently intimidating me, and for some reason I find it hot.

He sighs and walks closer to me. "How about your mum?"

"I've got that covered already." I proudly say.

"Hmm." He nods.

"So uhm... Thank you so much for saving me Harry." I shot him a wide smile as I look up at him.

"No problem, Brae. Next time, be careful and try to listen." He sternly tells me before he sits on the couch.

I hesitantly sat beside him. The distance was far enough so it's fine.

"I'm tired now. Goodnight Brae, night Harry." Niall yawns like a little kid which made me smile.

"Goodnight Niall!" I exclaim and he gives me one more smile before completely going upstairs to sleep.

I look beside me to see Harry laying his head back on the couch, seemingly exhausted, and I intently watch his eyes slowly fluttering close. I felt my cheeks heat up the moment he licked his heart-shaped lips. He was definitely breathtaking but unfortunately he is no good for me.

"Staring is rude." Harry says, his husky voice ringing through my ears, snapping me out of my thoughts. I immediately look away from him. My face is surely like a tomato rightnow. I didn't know what to say, so I just kept quiet.

"Tell me more about you, Brae." He quietly states. I sigh in relief as he changed the topic.

"Well, there's nothing really special to tell." I honestly say. I'm just a normal and boring girl. Noone really gives a fuck about me so yeah.

"I'm sure there is."

"Nah, as a matter of fact, you should be the one to tell me about yourself, Harry."

He looks at me with a frown. "I don't think you would want to know."

"I do." I smile, and he looks away from me. It seemed like he wasn't going to speak any minute now, so I think it's time for questions. I was about to say something but Harry beat me to it.

"Tell me, have you been touched before?" He unexpectedly asks as he looked at me intently with his dark green eyes. I look at him in disbelief. I don't know what he actually meant by that but it can be either sexual and not sexual.

"Wh-what?" I croaked, and flinched ad soon as he placed his hand on my thigh. I couldn't take it anymore so I jolted up from the couch. "I'm tired. Goodnight Harry." I tell him before I ran upstairs, not even giving him a chance to speak.

I went over to my bedroom door and was about to open the it.

"Brae"

I jumped, and quickly turn around to see Harry leaning against the wall infront of me. How did he get there so fast. He gives me a smirk and slowly walks closer to me, making me walk backwards until my back hit the door. He placed both of his hands on each side of my head. My breathing became uneven and my palms are sweating. I feel like I'm going to have a heart attack soon. His face was so close that the tip of our noses were slightly brushing. I just stare at him, fear washing over me. This is so uncomfortable.

"Ha-" I start but was cut off by his lips crashing into mine.

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