Chapter 6

*Four Months Later*

Alison’s Point of View

It’s been four months since I’ve moved in with Zayn and Perrie, and let me tell you, it has been a blast! For Louis’ birthday, we went to a bouncy house place, Typically Louis. For Christmas, Zayn, Perrie, and I went to Zayn and Perrie’s parents’ places, and I got an iPhone 5c! I had got Zayn some cologne, and Perrie some perfume.

Zayn and Perrie have no idea how much they’ve changed my life! Even though I still have a hole in my heart, I feel whole again with myself. Harry and I have been hanging out lately, but just as friends! Never in my life would I date my older brother! Yes, Harry acts like my brother. Niall has took me to Nandos about five thousand times, and I’m now in love with it!

Right now I’m in the sit room, looking out the window watching the sun rise. The way the colors all smear together to make a pretty pink, yellow orangish color. Someone puts their hand over my mouth, to cover my scream. I lick their hand, and they take their hand away from my mouth. I whip my head around to see Harry wiping his hand off on his sweat pants.

“You jerk!” I say. “I almost had a heart attack!”

“Key word, almost.” he says chuckling at my reaction, and sits down next to me in the love seat. I turn my head away from him, pretending that I’m mad at him. “C'mon Al, you know I love you,” he says nudging me a little. My heart skipped a beat, and my stomach tingled when he said those three little words. I know that he’s said it before, but this time it seemed like it had an effect on me. “Al, what’s wrong? Was it something I said?”

I look at him shaking my head, “No, no, I just was on another exciting adventure with Loulou from La La Land,” I covered up a lie with a joke.

“Man I tell you, you and Loulou must have a lot of fun when you’re in La La Land.”

“You got it!” I say. “This time we found Atlantis, it was so cool!” he just shakes his head, slightly laughing. “So why are you here, don’t you have your own house?”

“I don’t really know” he says just now realising he’s at my house.

“Did you go clubbing with Louis?” I ask him seriously.

“Maybe,” he says shyly, carrying out the ‘e’.

“Harold,” I say giving him a stern look.

“Fine yes, I went clubbing with Louis.” he says, looking down in shame.

“Wait you think I’m mad at you?” he nods his head slowly. “I’m just mad that I wasn’t able to go,” I say.

“Ohh, well um I a got you this flower for you,” he says handing me a pink rose.

“Aw thanks Harry,” I say smiling taking the rose from him.

“Anytime, for the most prettiest girl in the world,” he says making me blush.

“Well isn’t my favorite couple in the world,” Zayn says walking down the stairs. Ever since Harry and I have been hanging out together, now everyone teases us that we’re dating.

“Morning Zayn,” I say getting off the loveseat, and walking into the kitchen with Harry and Zayn following me.

I go through the pantry grabbing the pancake mix, the spatula from the drow, and the frying pan.

“Let’s hope you don’t burn them this time,” Harry says coming up from behind me.

“Oh shut up, and let me make my pancakes in peace!” I say shoving him jokingly away from me. Zayn and Harry walk into the living room chuckling.

I mix all the pancake wibbly wobbly things together, (Whovains, see what I did there?) and pour them into the pan, and turning on the stove. As so as I call out that the pancakes are done, Zayn and Harry dart to the table.

“Hey Zayn, where’s Perrie, she’s normally up by now?” I ask him as we start eating. He hesitates, and glances over at Harry before answering.

“Oh she’s at her girlfriend’s for the day, for work. You know girls,always making excuses for hanging out with their friends,” he says fake chuckling. I just nod my head deciding to just go with it. That’d be best for all of us.

After we’re all done eating, Zayn and Harry tell me that they have work to do and they’ll be back later this afternoon. So I decide to go upstairs to my room. This weekend, Perrie’s friends and the boys are coming over to help the three of us paint my room. I’m so excited, I want baby blue colored walls, but I want to see the colors first.

I reach my temporary room and change out of my pajamas and into some sweat pants and a baggy ‘barney, the dinosaur’ purple t-shirt, and a sunset orange sweatshirt. Plopping on my bed, I pull out my iPhone 5c and open up YouTube and watch some danisnotonfire videos until I fall asleep.

“On my count,” Louis says. “Ready? One, two, three!” ice cold water hits my body, and I spring out of bed.

“Oh my stars!” I shout seeing Harry and Louis standing there laughing. “Can’t I get some sleep without you guys pouring water on me?!” they continue laughing. “What’s so funny?!”

“That wasn’t water Al,” Harry says chuckling.

“It was vodka!” Louis says.

“ARE YOU CRAZY! I am furious! It was a nice laugh as the substance being water, but you took too far!” I say getting up from the bed and march into my washing closet (w.c.), slamming the door behind. I turn the water on for the shower, and strip. Making sure the door is locked , I get into the shower.

Harry’s Point of View

Great, Al believed Louis and I. We had told her the water was vodka and she believed it. Louis went downstairs laughing his bum off. Al finally gets out of the w.c. and is in her change of clothes. I walk in front of her path, she stops but doesn’t look at me, instead she stares at the floor.

Alison’s Point of View

“Al, I just wanted you to know that is wasn’t vodka. It was just water, I swear. I would never do

that to you,” Harry says. I look up to him, showing plead in his eyes. We stared at each other for what felt like forever. I’m not sure who lean in first, but before I know Harry’s lips are on mine. It was like magic, butterflies, no cross that out, eagle wings were flapping in my stomach. Our molded together, like they were missing puzzle pieces. I pulled away to catch my breath. “Wow,” Harry says breathlessly. I nod my head in

agreement still breathless. We awkwardly stood there for about a minute, not knowing what to say about what just happened.

“So,” I begin. “What do we do now?” I ask Harry.

“Pretend that this never happen, I guess,” Harry says rubbing the back of his neck.

“But what if it happens again, what are we going to do about it then, just pretend it didn’t happen?” I ask with a slight attitude.

“Why would it happen again?” he asks and I just walk away from him embarrassed. “Al, wait,” he

says grabbing my wrist, and spinning me around and pulling me into his chest. I back up to look up at him.

A small tear rolls down my cheek. “Alison, why are you crying?” he asks with complete concern in his voice. He rests his hand on my cheek, and uses his thumb to wipe my tear away.

“If I tell you, its going to ruin our friendship,” I explain to him.

“I don’t care, you know I wouldn’t think any different of you,” he says.

“I know.

“Then tell me,” he says eagerly.

“You just had asked why would never kiss again, and you sounded like you didn’t like it.”

“And you did,” he interrupts, and I nod. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean it. I just said that because I didn’t think you wanted it to,” I smile slightly at him.

“So now what?” I ask him about our situation now.

“Alison Malik, will you be my girlfriend?”

Author's Note

A.N.: CLIFFHANGER!! BAHAHA Thank you guys for all the reads, it encourage me to continue writing this story. I know this story isn’t as popular as After but I’m hoping it does after a couple more chapters/events. At the time I’m also writing my half-autobiography, and I’m thinking about posting it up on here. It tells about how I’ve grown up with divorced parents, coping with a death for the rest of my time here on Earth, how my relationship with God became so much stronger with God when I was at my weakest point in life, and how I’ve dealt with having something being taking away from you right under your feet. Would anyone want to read it??? Well until next time...