Summer’s POV

                As I moved my lips with Harry’s my worries slipped away. I forgot about everything and everyone. I felt as his hands slipped onto my waist and lift me a little. In response I hopped up and wrapped my long legs around him. I felt him slowly enter his tongue as he walked forwards until my back press against the cool wall. That was when everything went dark and he pulled away.

                “What’s going on?” he said out of breath, I couldn’t see him but I could feel his hot breath against my lips.          

                “I don’t know.” I said just as uneasy. I unwrapped myself away from him and got on my feet. I tried to walk but was still weak in the knees from his kiss. I held onto the wall until I finally found the door knob. I opened up to a dark hall way and whispers.

                “Summer? Harry?” I heard Liam’s voice call from the kitchen.

                “Coming!” I said, wiping my wet lips with the back of my hand. I turned around to see Harry standing there, his eyes full of want and lust. I walked away from him and out to the kitchen, everyone’s eyes on me. “What’s going on?” I said.

                “The power went out. Do you not realize how hard it’s raining?” Niall said in a matter-of-fact tone. I looked out the window beside me and saw it pouring. I must’ve been really into the kiss to not notice it.

                “Wow it’s scary out there!” Harry said behind me. I turned around to see him grinning like crazy. Harry sure was an odd ball. I giggled a little and went back to my seat at the kitchen table.

                “Did you find the bathroom?” Zayn asked, staring me down.

                Harry’s POV

                I smiled to myself as I realized that I finally got what I wanted. Well, I kind of did. I looked up and saw Zayn looking at right at her, confusion written all over his face. Then Liam got up.

                “Well, how about we all go into the living area, where it’s more comfortable. I’ll go get the candles.” I nodded in agreement and we all got up. Liam always knew what to do. He was practically our father. I walked into the living room and looked behind me to see who was trailing behind. It was Louis. I get it that Louis and Helen were trying to fix things, but this was too much. I snatched the phone out of his hand.

                “Hey!” he whined, looking at me.

                “Please bond with us. I know you’re talking to Helen but please.” I said pouting.

                “Listen Harry.” He started off serious. This was not Louis. “I’m talking to Helen for my own good. I almost thought about cheating on her last weekend and that was just not me.” He said casually.

                “Wait, who would you cheat on her with?” I asked curiously now.

                “Summer.” He mumbled. I felt my jaw drop and my eyes widen.

                “Harry…Harry…” he said waving his hand in my face.

                “I just made out with her in the bathroom!” I whispered in an angry tone. It was his turn to have his jaw drop. I shoved the phone into his chest and turned around to walk into the living area. “You know what; let’s just get tonight over with.” I growled.

                I walked into the living room to see candles all around lit up. Liam was standing with Miss. Russo talking seriously and Niall was sitting next to Sidney on the couch, tickling her. Then there was Zayn and Summer just sitting on the floor talking about something. I walked over and sat on the other side of Summer. Zayn leaned forward and looked at me, before getting up and joining Niall in the tickle fight. I looked over at Summer who watched Zayn with sad eyes.

                “What’s wrong love?” I whispered in her ear.    

                “What did I do Friday night?” she was looking down, drawing pictures in the carpet with her finger. I sighed before whispering once again in her ear.

                “Zayn and you hooked up.” My voice cracked. I hated thinking about it, let alone saying it. I watched her as she looked up at me with her big blue eyes. They were full of sadness and I was frozen.

                “So you go and make out with me to get back at him?” She hissed. I was still frozen; her eyes shot daggers at me. Apparently, Zayn had over heard her because he was now standing over top of us.

                “You did what?” I heard him say, but I was still staring into Summer’s hurtful eyes. She broke it and looked up at him, then stood up quickly.

                “Why didn’t you tell me?” she spat at him. He didn’t look at her, his fists into tight balls now.

                “Go ahead hit me.” I said standing up. Everyone’s eyes were on us now. I could feel it. “Hit me like you did to Louis.” His face was red, I knew mine was too. “Hit me!” I screamed at him.

                “Harry stop!” Liam yelled at me. I went to look at him but only met Summer’s tear filled eyes. What was this girl doing to me? What were we doing to her? Suddenly all of the lights came on; I went too looked up only to be pushed back with a strong force. Zayn had pushed me with all his might, making me stumble to the ground. I was then pinned down with his knees on my chest but my adrenaline blocked out the pain.

                “Hit me mate!” I screamed with everything I had. That was when everything went black.