Twisted Life

I shifted weight back and forth awkwardly a few times before closing the door and building the courage to talk to him. I knew it had to be done, but it was so hard. I knew the moment I opened my mouth, the tears would form again. I turned to face Harry. His gorgeous green eyes had a different look to them. They seemed softer, more loving. He stepped towards me and hesitated, but brought his thumbs to my face and wiped the tears from under my eyes.

“I’m so sorry. Louis told me everything, about you and Noah. How you’re only friends. I overreacted. I shouldn’t have been like that with Kayla.” He spoke softly. I shook my head before I replied.
“I overreacted too, Harry. I shouldn’t just jump to conclusions and let the fans image of you portray who you really are. But, you’re right. You shouldn’t have been like that with her. She’s a slut. She’s like that with any guy she can get her hands on. THAT is why I’m so close with Noah. He doesn’t get caught up in her ways and he wants to actually be around me.” My sentence was cut short by another wave of tears. The image of Kayla on Harry flashed through my mind, reminding me again that I wasn’t anything. I wasn’t special to anyone.

“No one wants me.” I whispered as I choked back the tears that were spilling out of my eyes and down my cheeks. I closed them tightly and bit my lip. I was never this vulnerable. Immediately I felt Harry wrap his arms around me and pull me to his chest. I didn’t protest. I cried into his chest for what felt like hours, but ended up only being minutes. I calmed down to his familiar scent. I breathed in and out, trying to gain the composure that I lost moments before. I backed away and wiped my eyes with my All Time Low sweater sleeves.

“I’m sorry, about that.” I gestured towards his now tear soaked t-shirt, never making eye contact with him. He placed a finger under my chin and tilted my head up so that I was looking at him; into his beautiful green eyes.
“It’s alright love, really. I’d rather you be crying on me than crying alone.” He gave me a smile that assured me he was being sincere. “How about we start over? Friends again.” I nodded. “And, you know, I never got a hug like everyone else when we got here. I think you owe me that.”

I giggled as he winked at me and ran into his open arms. He tightened his grip around my waste and picked me up. I instantly wrapped my legs around him and rested my head on his shoulder.

“Do you want to go watch a movie in my room or something? Just us? We could order a pizza or something if you want.” Harry stroked the back of my head and played with my hair as he spoke. “I’d like that.” That was the first time I’ve given Harry a sincere smile since this trip began. He placed me back onto the ground and I threw my cell phone onto my bed. I didn’t want any interruptions while I was with Harry. I was spending time with him and that’s all that matters.

Harry and I started to make our way down to his room spotting Kayla along the way. She could barely even walk; I had to laugh at her.

“Harrrrryyyyyyyy!” She slurred, and started towards us. I stiffened, waiting for Harry’s response. He just threw an arm around my shoulder in a friendly way, bringing me closer to his side. We continued to walk past her, Harry not even acknowledging her at all. I offered her a small smile as we walked past. Oh well; she won’t even remember in the morning anyways. After that we quickly made our way down to his room.

“So what do you want to watch?” He asked as I made myself comfortable on the couch.
“Anything really; NO scary movies though!” Harry laughed at my response.
“Okay, how about Love, Actually?” I nodded my head. He quickly put the DVD in and sat down next to me on the couch.
“Pizza?” He asked, holding up his phone.
“Yes please!” I smiled. He quickly called the pizza place and hung up his phone. I snuggled into his side as the movie started.

“You know, this is my favourite movie.” Harry whispered, his breath tickling my ear. The fact that he was so close to me was enough to send shivers down my spine and explode the butterflies that were waiting to escape from my stomach.
“Your favourite movie is a romantic comedy?” I snickered and looked up at him.
“As a matter of fact, it is. Do you have a problem with that?” Harry looked into my eyes and let a smirk play on his lips.

“As a matter of fact, I do. I thought you were a manly man, not a girly man.”
“Oh, that’s it!” With that, Harry’s hands found their way to my sides and started mercilessly tickling me. I started screaming, kicking and thrashing all over. I tried to push Harry off of me but my attempts failed as he straddled me and held me down. He slowly stopped tickling me and looked into my eyes. He started shifting his eyes between mine and my mouth, lowering himself slowly. My breath hitched in my throat. I was unable to process what was happening. Was I ready to kiss Harry? As if on cue, there was a loud knock on the door.

“Pizza!” The man on the other side shouted. Thank God.

Kristyn’s point of view.

“How can you listen to that?” Niall complained in our shared hotel room as he threw his hands over his ears in protest. His face held a mock disgusted look as Suicide Silence pumped through my phones speakers.
“Easily,” I replied. “It annoys you, so it makes it that much better.” A smirk played across my lips and I ducked as Niall threw a pillow at my head. We both laughed and I turned my music off and grabbed my laptop. I haven’t checked my Tumblr since we got here, and I have to admit I am a bit curious as to what the tabloids are saying about the boys.

I started scrolling down my homepage as Niall jumped behind me on the bed.

“What ya looking at?” He asked as he snuggled up to my back, so I was sitting between his legs as he rested his head on my shoulder.
“Oh just seeing what’s new in the One Direction world,” I said teasingly. He scoffed at me.
“Yeah because it’s not like you know any of them, or are with one of the members right now to know what they’re up to anyways,” He said sarcastically. I looked over my shoulder and smirked at him, quickly returning my gaze back to the computer screen.

“Oh shit here’s the pictures of Crissie and Harry on the chair lift when they were fighting,” I stated; going through the montage of pictures from their huge fight. It was quite clear from the pictures that they were not happy campers. “How do people even get these pictures?” I asked in a frustrated tone.
“They have like, helicopters everywhere we go, following our every move I swear,” I sighed and looked at the screen and continued to scroll down until something caught my eye.
“Oh hey look people are shipping us!” I laughed at the photo montage of Niall and I; some of us from winter break and some from the past few days, making it seem like we were in a relationship. “We have a name and everything,” Niall replied, referring to the name the fans gave us, ‘Kriall’.

I scrunched my face at the ship name his fans gave us. “That sounds like some kind of food related illness.” Niall laughed at my statement, his breath tickling my neck and sending a soothing feeling through my body.
“Imagine if we actually did date?” Niall laughed at his thought. A weird feeling arose in my stomach and I brushed it off. I felt suddenly tired and let out a yawn. Niall must have noticed because he slowly closed my laptop and pulled me backwards to lie down. He wrapped his arms around my waist and brought me into his chest.
“Let’s take a nap.” He suggested as he snuggled in. I mumbled into his chest as a response.
As I started to drift off I heard Niall whisper “I’m so glad you’re my best friend, Kristyn. I love you.” That was the last thing I heard before I was off to dream land.

Crissie’s Point of View

Thankfully things weren’t awkward after our ‘almost kiss’. Harry brought the pizza in and we immediately dug in as the opening credits started to roll. Not going to lie, I don’t really like watching movies all that much. I just don’t have the attention span to sit there for hours and stare at a television screen; but with Harry I actually enjoyed it. I was curled up to his side with his arm around my shoulder. We were about half way done the movie when I first felt my eyes start to drop. I know I should probably get back to my room but I was way too comfy where I was. I curled up to Harry and rested my head on his shoulder as I let my eyes close as I drifted off to sleep.

*The next morning*

I woke up and found myself all tucked into bed; I rolled over and looked at the clock that read 9:17. Ugh. I groaned and rolled over on my stomach, burying my face into my pillow. I sat up quickly once I realised I was surrounded by the familiar sent; Harry. One quick glance around the room made me realise I was definitely not in my room. I looked to the bed beside me only to find it empty. I wonder if Harry’s already awake.

I got up and looked in the mirror on the wall and mentally groaned at my appearance. I tried to fix my hair and yesterday’s make-up as best I could before going out to the living room. At first I didn’t see anyone there until there was a noise made from the couch. I slowly started to make my way towards the couch, wondering who it could be. I peered over the top of the couch to find Harry sleeping peacefully, with a small smile on his face. He’s so cute when he sleeps, I thought to myself.

“Hey, Harry,” I said nudging him a bit. He just groaned and tried to turn away. I sighed. “Okay Harry it’s time to wake up,” I repeated, this time a little louder.

“But I don’t want to,” He muffled into his pillow. I suddenly got an idea.

“Fine, I guess you can sleep a little bit longer,” I watched as he snuggled into his pillow. I waited a few seconds before bringing my hands to his sides and tickling him; he shot up right away, trying to fight my hands away.

“What’s the matter Hazza? I thought you wanted to sleep?” I managed to get out in between my laughing fits. He was laughing as well, still trying to fight my hands away.

“Grrrrr, you’re going to get it now,” He grinned at me and pulled his arms around my body, pulling me down on top of him, holding me still. I was lying on his stomach, our laughs slowly dying down into small grins.

“Good morning,” I said softly.
“Morning. How’d you sleep?”
“Good. Did you sleep out here all night?” I asked. I couldn’t help but notice his cheeks slightly redden.
“Erm yeah. I didn’t want to risk waking you by carrying you all the way back up to your room, and I didn’t want you to wake up in the morning and be freaked out by finding some random guy in bed next to you, so I just decided to sleep on the couch,” Harry rambled on, his cheeks reddening even more.
“Aww you should have just let me sleep on the couch silly, I wouldn’t have minded!” I replied, feeling bad that he had to sleep on the uncomfortable couch.
“No! I didn’t mind.” I murmured my thanks as we sunk into comfortable silence. I blushed, realising I was still lying on top of him and our lips were mere centimeters apart. I started to roll off of him but he kept his grip around me, holding me still. I froze when someone burst through the door leading off to the other bedroom. I jumped off Harry and landed on the floor with a clunk.

“Morn-hey Crissie why are you on the floor?” Louis asked frowning at the sight.
“Oh just thought I’d chill here for the day, seemed like a good idea,” I replied, giving him a cold look.
“Geez someone’s not a morning person,” Louis held his hands up in defense. I grumbled in response, pushing myself off the ground. The boys both continued to laugh at me; I shot them a look as I was getting up.
“Okay so I’m going to go shower and get ready and stuff, I’ll meet you guys at the bottom of the hill in like an hour?” I asked.
“Sounds good, see you then!” Louis came up to me and offered me a small hug. Harry finally got up from the couch and came over and gave me hugged me for a few seconds before letting go. I couldn’t help but look down and notice that he was not wearing a shirt. I felt myself blush so I quickly looked up and met his eyes. He gave me a knowing smile and bent down to kiss my cheek. “See you soon,” I found myself smiling as I made my way back to my room.

I soon realised I didn’t have a key to get in my room. I started banging on the door, not caring who I woke up. Kayla, Kylie and Cass all answered the door all giving me a knowing look, but it was Cass who first spoke up.
“So where were you last night?” Cass winked at me. I groaned and explained everything that happened the previous night. Kayla apologized obviously; she was too drunk to remember what happened anyways. I forgave her of course.

I quickly got ready, seeing as how the other girls were already ready to go and we headed out to the slopes to meet everyone.

This trip is going to be so much fun now.