Cayla’s P.O.V
I can’t help but think how wonderful it would be to have Harry as a boyfriend. His words to me, hit me like a breeze in a rain storm. “Harry…” I say making him look over at me from staring out the window of the car. “Yes?” I sit there for a moment, regretting I said anything.
“Never mind.” I fade off quietly looking down at my folded hands.
“Cayla, It’s okay, you can tell or ask me anything.” His words make my heart melt, pleasing me for the first time in the past twenty four hours.
“Well. It’s just; do you think I will ever find the right person? You know someone that won’t cheat on me, or do such acts like Ethan?” I say very hush, nearly at a whisper. I can see him turn his head staring at me from the corner of my eye. I decide to hold my head up high and meet his gaze.



Harry’s P.O.V
“Well. It’s just; do you think I will ever find the right person? You know like someone that won’t cheat on me, or do such acts like Ethan?” She asks me, almost mumbling.
My heart suddenly drops at her low level of faith and hope. The only thing I want to do right now is hold her in my arms. To make her know that everything will turn out right. That I can treat her the way she always wanted.
“Of course, Cayla. What makes you think you won’t?” I warily ask her, afraid of her response.
She sits quietly for a moment before to says any words. Her actions though, are already saying much. The way her head hangs low, self conscious and afraid.

“So far, the only ones that want me, are the ones that can get whomever they want whenever they want. Like I’m just another stop on their express.”

I take her hands in mine again as she meets my glance. I reach over the seat and place a soft gentle kiss on her cheek. She weakly smiles, trying to show some happiness.
“Cayla, you are the most amazing girl that I have ever met. You make my heart skip a beat every time I see a picture of you, and skip a mile every time I see you in person. When you smile at the ground, trying to hide your adorable flushed cheeks. The way your eyes sparkle day, and night, with or without light. You’re perfect, no matter what anybody else tells you. You are perfect. And perfect is hard to achieve. I would take a bullet for you in a heartbeat, and would kill to be that one lucky guy that gets to keep you, and call you mine for the rest of their life.”
Everything I said was completely heartfelt. I meant every single word. I just hope she realizes that.
My thoughts are interrupted with a shock that pleases me. Her beautiful face came closer to mine and her lips softly brushed against mine. Before the gentle touch could come any deeper, she pulls away looking me in the eye very seriously.
“Do you want to call me yours?” She asks me as our faces are still inches apart.
“Yes. Desperately. So badly, you have no idea” I say back hoping she’ll feel my plead.
“But if you get to call me yours, I get to call you mine.”
She warns me as our fingers tangle together.

Her touch brings joy to me, like a lollipop to a small child. She’s a bit teary eyed, but I don’t believe it’s from the entire Ethan situation any longer. I think her tears of sadness are becoming tears of joy. Or at least I hope.
I nod in agreement, as I hope she accepts my supplicate.

“Then I’m yours. But, promise me Harry, you won’t turn out to be like the other guys I dated. They were regrets and I really, really. Don’t want you to be a regret.”
“I promise.”

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Cayla’s P.O.V
“Hey! Louis! You are really gonna call a group meeting for everybody except me?” I ask as the boys, Bree, El, Perrie, and Dani walk down the hall of the boys’ flat.
“YEP!” He directs them to a room, and they must have gone far, because I can no longer hear anything.

They’ve all been gone for five minutes now and im getting quite bored. I look in the corner of the room and find a guitar that really catches my eye. I walk over to the mesmerizing object and hold it in position.
I strum a quick chord to realize it’s in perfect tune.
“I felt picture perfect,” I started to sing, Never been hurt, by the wonderful Demi Lovato, while playing the chords on the guitar.
“On and off a shelf to a broken friend of mine, a broken friend of mine”

I sing patiently, being my first time singing for a while.

“It comes back and haunts me, a bullet under cover it fooled me every time, it fooled me every time,”

The lyrics suddenly start pouring out of my mouth as if I couldn’t stop.

“But even if I lose it all, I got so much left to give, I wont get by,”
“My hearts on the front line I’m not afraid.

Tears start to form up in my eyes as I start replaying the painful moments in my mind.

“I will love you, like I’ve never been hurt, run through fire for you, like I’ve never been burnt.”
Suddenly the music is all I care about. I don’t want to pay attention to anything else but this moment.

Niall’s P.O.V
This ‘Group meeting’ of ours, really should have just been a meeting between Lou and Hazz. All it was about, was what happened back at Cayla’s house. Although, I do need to say, it is quite a story.
“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! Stop talking guys! For just a second!” I interrupt them from the gossiping.

Finally enough silence to hear it. That voice singing to Demi’s song. It’s incredible.

“Is that-“ I get cut off by the entire group as they respond in unison.
“Cayla?”

We all get up and walk towards the living area, but only peek our heads in so she doesn’t stop.

“I’m gonna risk it all like I’ve never lost, gonna give it all I’ve got, I will love you, I will love, like I’ve never been hurt,”

“She’s incredible!” Liam whispers to us.
Her voice is so powerful and strong, it pleasingly filled the flat.
“Never been hurt,”
She hit every key perfectly, as if this song was made for her.
“She’s incredible! She might even beat you guys!” Eleanor says smirking at the rest of the boys and I as we glare back at her.
“I’m with her on that one!” Dani says.
“DITTO!” Perrie joins in.
“Harry, lad, I think she’s singing this about you..” Zayn says putting his arm around his shoulder. Harry looks at Zayn with a light smile.
“Hold on, you guys didn’t know she sang?” Bree bursts in the conversation.
“NO!” We all whisper yell causing her to jump back.
We continue to quietly listen from the hall as she finished the song. I wished I would have recorded it so I could have listened to it again later on. It was just so flawless; I could listen to her singing it repeatedly.

She walks towards the stand the guitar previously was placed at and approached back to the couch.

“HEY!” Lou says barging in the living area as the rest of us follow behind.
“Well it took you all long enough!” She responds but continues. “How far down that hall did you go? I couldn’t hear a thing!”

I give a small chuckle before clueing in to her. “We could hear plenty!”

“Well yeah, that’s cause you were all in the same room as each other Nialler!” Evidentially she isn’t getting the clue.
“I wasn’t talking about our conversation! I was talking about you singing!” I say straight forward to her.
Immediately, her face turns bright red, like a very ripe tomato in a fresh green garden. She whips the final tears from her eyes trying to hide them, and runs down the hall. Why is she running? Does she think that we thought she was bad or something?

Great. Now we have to cheer her back up again and there was only one solution I could think of.

“HARRY! ITS ALL YOUU!”

Notes

Uh-oh! Why did Cayla run away? Was it the fact she didnt know people were listening and she was embarrassed, or could they have scared her off, enough to make her want to back away from the boys?? ;)

I really hope you guys like this story so far! It's been great writing it!

xx Cayla {real_mrs_styles}