CHAPTER 12

It has been a week of not letting Harry get to me. Alisha arrived yesterday and Harry has been so rude. I can't even handle it. He was perfectly fine before! We got along and everything. It's Alisha I know it is.

You know what sucks, I think I am coming down with something. I just don't know anymore. I feel sick and now with Harry and Alisha being rude I have to pretend I am not feeling the way I am and yell at them. Liam though, Liam has been helping me yell at them because the things they say and do makes me so sad and mad and I just can't handle it! It's now 12am. Wondering why I am awake? Well lets just say a wave of nausea has come over me. I am shaking. Mini panic attack, I can't handle feeling this way.

I get out of bed and walk towards the kitchen my shaking only getting worse. I grab some gravel and pour some water in a cup. I take a seat on the couch waiting for myself to calm down a little. When I am calm-ish I take the pill and swallow it down.

"What are you doing awake?" A deep husky voice asks in an annoyed voice.

"I-I don't f-feel good." I say closing my eyes and shaking.

"What's going on?" He asks sitting beside me.

"Small fear of nausea." I mumble.

"Here." He says pulling me into his chest and leaning back so we are somewhat lying down, "Your okay."

I just snuggle into Harry trying to calm down. my shaking slows down and I sigh and shake some more. Finally I manage to fall asleep listening to Harry's calming voice.

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"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?!" A whiny voice shrieks.

"Babe shhh, she isn't feeling well." Harry whispers.

"I don't care! Why is she snuggling with you?! Why did I wake up alone?!" She yells.

"Alisha I think you better keep your voice down." Liam says.

"No!" She yells.

"Alisha, go to the lounge and leave them alone. I know he is your boyfriend but, we don't want to wake Landa." Liam says in a strong voice.

"We are going to talk about this later." Alisha says and I peak to see her storming away.

"I'm sorry." My voice comes out weak.

"Lan? Your awake?" Harry asks. I look up at him and say, "Her voice wasn't that quite. It sounded like my alarm clock."

He chuckles and I feel the vibration on my head. "Thanks."

"For what?" He asks.

"For staying with me." I say.

"Of course, I couldn't leave you while you were struggling." Harry says.

"Why do you hate me?" I ask.

His smile drops and he looks around. "I-I don't."

"Why are you mean then?" I ask.

"I don't know." He says.

"Oh.. Okay." I say adjusting my head so it's lying on his chest again.

"Here Landa, take this." Liam says handing me two pills and a water. i swallow the pills and sleep takes over me.

Harry's *POV*

UGH! Why can't I be normal?! Why can't i just tell her that I am mean because I like her.

Because, you idiot, when someone likes someone they aren't mean to them and they don't go off dating the person who hates her the most!

"Harry?" Liam asks.

"Yes Liam." I say caressing Landa's hair.

"Why are you mean to Landa? You like her so-" I cut him off.

"How d-d-did you know that?" I ask him.

"Because I am your best friend and know when your feeling something and why, but this time, this time I am confused. Why are you so mean?" He asks.

"I don't know Liam. I have been infatuated with her since she wandered into my bedroom on the yacht." I say.

"Your an idiot. You know you could have this girl if you would just be kind to her." Liam rolls his eyes and stands, "I am going to let you enjoy this, the feeling of holding her, being alone with her, because I know, I know you like that feeling, and I know you will want it more and more, so, enjoy Harry."

I watch him walk away and I kiss the top of Landa's head. Liam is right. I do like this feeling. I do want this. I want to hold her every day. I want her to love me.

I sigh and decide to fall asleep to the sounds of cars passing and the bus driving.

- - - - -

Landa's *POV*

I wake up from my nap feeling better and look up to see Harry sleeping. He is beautiful and he didn't leave me?

"Liam?" I ask, seeing Liam on the lazy boy reading the newspaper.

"Hey Lanny, how are you feeling?" Liam asks.

"I am feeling better, thanks." I say smiling.

"That's good, are you comfortable?" Liam smirks, winking at me.

"Liam you of all people know that I am." I say and blush.

"Awww, your so cute." Liam says and i giggle.

"How much longer?" I ask.

"We will be at the arena for noon." He says and I nod.

"You could have just said in an hour." I say smiling.

"And you could have just said yes to my 'comfortable' question." He winks making me blush and hide my face into Harry's chest. Harry's arm tightens around me and I look at Liam confused. He shrugs and Harry mumbles something.

"Please." He says and he sounds, sad?

"Don't leave me." He says in a weak voice.

"I don't want you to go." He says holding me tighter.

"Harry darling." I say.

"No.. Don't leave me." He tightens even more.

"Harry I am not leaving." I say. Trying to get him to loosen his grip.

"Your going to leave me like everyone else." He mumbles.

"Harry wake up, please your hurting me." I say and Liam comes over.

"Mate wake up." He says shaking his shoulder.

"Harry stop, wake up!" I cry out as his muscles clench me close.

"Huh?" He lets go of me and I sigh in relief. "What's going on?"

"Nothing." I say rubbing my arms.

"Are you okay?" Harry asks.

"Yah, fine." I say and Liam asks, "Were you having a nightmare?"

"You could say that.. Wait! Did I say anything?"

"Yah you kept saying 'Don't leave me' then you began closing your arms on me in a death grip." I mumble.

"I am so sorry Lan." He says and rubs my arms.

"It's okay Harry, What was your dream about?" I ask.

"Uhmm.. Just someone important to me.. Leaving."