Up All Night:One Direction-Chapter 5- Please Don't

After the the 'photoshoot' which was taken by fans was over, the boys, the three fans, the two perfects were screaming.. kill me now, and I were finally at Harry and Louis flat, or apartment. I felt like punching something when I saw her.

Caroline Flack.

I have an undying hatred for her. It disjusted me how she had a make-out session with Harry. She's twice his age. That was disjusting, and she should know that it was wrong. Ugh, I pity her. She shouldn't have kissed him in the first place. I blame everything on her. What the flack is wrong with her?

"Harry, dear. I saw the news about her," Caroline hissed, pointing at me like a five year old.

I rolled my eyes. Who gives a damn!? Everyone knows about it, and it looks like fans think Harry and I are together, which we aren't, for now. Wink, wink! Tehe. Anyway, Caroline spit on me, and I felt like punching her in the face.

I rolled my fingers into a fist, getting ready to beat her. Louis pressed his hand on my fist, shaking his head. I sighed, unrolling my fingers, "Yes. I'm glad. But I thought you were good friends?" I asked, "Plus, it really isn't a good idea to be dating a boy who's eighteen, and your practically twice his age." I paused, rolling my fingers into a fist again, "You should be wise enough not to be dating him or kissing him. It isn't right."

Caroline put her hands on her hips, and gave me the look. I could see that she was pissed at me, but my hatred was far greater. Caroline flipped her hair, and fluttered her eyes. She even smirked at me, before turning to Harry.

"Harry, dear, you don't really fancy her, do you?" Caroline asked him, putting on an ugly ass puppy dog face.

"Caroline, I think you should leave," was all Harry said, before he walked to the door, opened it, and motioned for her to leave.

I smiled in victory.

"Oh, and Rose Darkwood," that's kinda creepy. She knows my full name, "I made you win those tickets on purpose. Harry had his eyes on you ever since you bumped into him in London in 2010." Caroline left.

My eyes widened in shock; so she was trying to kill me?! But she failed to do so, and instead, she killed my family. Okay, she was gonna get it. I ran after her, pissed. I grinned my teeth together. I slammed the door open, and grabbed her wrist.

She was smiling, but her smile vanished when she noticed it was me. Caroline just rolled her eyes. I rolled my fingers into a fist and just punched her straight in the face. I smirked, and went in for another punch, but someone grabbed my waist, pulling me back.

"Flack, you're going to pay. You kill my family, you crazy, possesive, jealous, bitch!" I hissed at her, trying to pull away from the grib of the person who stopped me.

Caroline stomped out of there, and flipped her hair, again. Ugh, she was disjusting. I pity her.

"Rose, don't do it. She'll get you arrested." a sweet British accent told me; of course it was Harry.

I turned around and walked into his arms, crying. How could she be the cruel and try to kill me off because Harry had his eyes on me. I regret going on a school trip to London that year.

Now that I think about it, I do remember bumping into Harry that year. I guess I kinda had my eyes on him too, even though I knew I'd never see him again. Guess I was wrong, as you can tell. I remeber that day very well.

It was rainy, and there was no signs of a sun, anywhere. I was lost; my friends went somewhere without me, so here I was, alone. I was kicking a pebble, trying to find a something I knew, so I'd know where I was, but I had no luck. Then, I bumped into Harry, who was adorable with wet hair. I apoligized, and melted when he spoke. I asked him for help, and he took my back to my hotel. I thanked him, but security guards ushered him to a car. I didn't know that he was part of ONe Direction until I came back home the next week.

I walked back into Harry's flat and looked at everyone, who stood there shocked. I looked at my feet, and played with my fingers. This is so awkward. Well, I'm an awkward turtle, so of course it makes things like this.

"Sorry," I mutter, sniffing. "Well, I brought you three for a reason, so your day with One Direction can start. Boys, I'm leaving them to you. Make them smile." I tell them, before walking into a room, and locking the door.I didn't know whose room it was, nor did I care. I just needed to be alone.

There was a knock on the door, right as I sat on the bed. I sighed, walking to the door. I sat on the floor, and my back was against the door. I waited for someone to say something, but nothing. Guess I was going to be talking first.

"Yes?" I asked, softly, but loud enough for the person to hear me.

"Can I come into my room?" Harry asked.

Oh, great. I'm so lucky today. With my lucky, I could get a make-out session with him, next. Damn, this isn't right. Nothing feels right, right now. Ugh, I said right twice. That must have sounded confusing.. Did it? I bet it did.

I crawled a few inches away from the door, sitting to the side of it now. I unlocked the door, peeking through, looking up. It was Harry, and everyone else was gone. Harry sat next to me, and I set my head on his shoulder, tears trickling down my cheeks. My head fits perfectly in the hook of his neck. My fingers tug on his shirt, my face buried in his neck, now. The tears rolled off my cheeks, onto Harry's neck, and seeped into his shirt.

Harry wraped his arm around me, pulling up onto his lap, my face was still buried in his neck. My lips gently brushed his neck, sending a shiver down my spine. Tears start rolling down my face, faster, and I soon begin to cry. It felt nice crying, even though it must hurt Harry seeing me like this. His hand ran through my hair, getting his fingers tangled. I moved back, and looked into his eyes, smiling a little.

I placed my hand on his cheek, just like I did when he saved me from that car, which almost ran me over the day of the concert. My tumb gently started to rub his cheek, as my lips move towards his; I could feel his breath run around my lips. Our gaze never broke; it was exactly like the day of the concert.

Except there was one thing that didn't happen,yet, hopefully, and that was a kiss. I was actually hoping it was going to happen today. I really wanted it. No, I didn't want it, I needed it, but if I was going to pull the love triangle I might create between Louis, Harry, and me, I was going to have to wait for him to kiss me.

Oh, how I hate love triangles, but this one was going to be interesting, in someone else's view, definietly not mine.

Harry moved closer to me, so our bodies touched, and his lips brushed mine. If I was to keep it love triangle balanced, a little, I had to wait for him to kiss me, but I wouldn't be able to last much longer.

Before I could blink, Harry's lips crashed into mine. His lips were so sweet, so yummy. His tasted like chocolate, unlike Louis' lips, which tasted like carrots. Oh carrots. Whie kissing Harry, Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran was running around my mind.

"All I want  is the taste that your lips allow," I sang against his lips. I smiled and kissed him again, my hands wrapping around his neck.

Harry rubbed my back, as our kiss deepened. Soon, I ran out of breath, so I pulled back. I inhlaed some air, and looked into his green eyes. Those eyes were something I never want out of my sight.

"I missed you so much, Juliet, my love." Harry whispered to me, smiling. "I beg you not to kiss Paris, again."

My eyes widened. If I heard right, he just called me Juliet... He also called Louis Paris. This is great isn't it. To be honest, I loved Harry and Louis, or Romeo and Paris. Why did I have to fall in love with both?

I placed my hand on his cheek, smiling, "I was searching for you, but... I love him, too." I placed my hand back in my lap. "I'm sorry, my dear."

Did I just say that? I swear, I would never say anything like that, but if the whole Romeo and Juliet thing were true, Juliet must have found her way to speak to Romeo. Damn, I need to control this, or I'll go mad. Oh wait, I'm already going mad.

Tears trickled down Harry's face. He just nodded, "I know. I felt that you love him, as well." He sighed, "You can't change destiny, my love."

I slipped off his lap, and stood up. I helped him up, smiling. At least he isn't mad at me. That's good, and I hope both of them won't be mad at me for loving them both.

"Go find the boys, and hang out with them and the two fans, Harry," I told him, returning back to my old self again. I smiled, and grabbed him hand, our fingers intertwining, for a second, only. "I'm going to roam around London. I think I need to be by myself for a while." Harry nodded, and jogged out of his room.

A sigh of relief escaped my lips, as a smile pranced around my lips. I walked over to his desk, and grabbed his fake Rayban sunglasses, putting them on. I put my phone into my pocket, and ran out of the flat.

Harry was still in the building. I jogged past him, waving. I kept running until I was a block away from my new flat, which I was sharing with Louis, my guardian, and Harry, who might be Romeo. I looked around, and smiled. Good, Harry wasn't near.

Pain ran through my head, as I stood there. It hurt so much. I felt like I was going to die soon. No, it hurts to much, make it go away! I put my hands on my head, my fingers digging into my scalp. I fell to my knees and shrieked. Everyone around me turned towards me, and walked over to help.

Another shriek escaped my lips, as more people gathered. I wanted to die right here, and now. The pain was too much for me to handle. I grabbed my phone and looked for someone I caould call for help.

Louis' contact appeared; strange, he never gave me his number. I guess he must have put his number while I was sleeping. Louis might have also put Liam, Niall, Zayn, and Harry's number in my contacts too. Iwas going to check if I had the rest of the boys as a contact, but the pain got worse.

I clicked Louis' number, calling it. It took him a while to answer, and when he did, another shriek let my lips. "Help me! Louis! Hellp!" I cried into the phone.

"Where are you!?" Louis asked with a worried tone.

I looked around, noticing a Nandos. That would help him find me, "I'm near the Nandos near our -" I stopped, as the pain grew worse, if it could get any worse. I screamed again. "Near our flat! Hurry!" Tears streamed down my face.

I crawled over to the wall, and pressed my back against it. I looked at everyone around me, sniffing. "Help me," I mouthed to them, crying. I'm pretty sure they thought I was going mad, I probably was.

"Rose, you can only love one. I'll bring you pain if you don't love one." A girly voice told me. I looked around, but no one was talking. No one around me said anything, so it must have been in my head.

"I can't. I love them both!" I yelled.

The pain got worse; I was going to die. There was no doubt in my mind that I was going to live. None.

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