F E I G N E D | elounor

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I woke up in the middle of the night in complete panic when I realized I was not in the room I fell asleep in. My mind immediately went to oh no I've been taken, or kidnapped, and my mind immediately longed for Louis until I woke up completely and realized I was in our regular bed.

I tiptoed down the hallway in a rush only to find Louis knocked out where I had fallen asleep. Why would he switch places?

The next morning, things didn't go back to normal and the whole switching rooms situation was not discussed. In fact I was still rather mad at Louis thinking he could grab my the way he did, and mostly confused. Louis seemed like he was trying to do anything to make it up to me too.

When I got to the kitchen, a smoothie had already been made for me and a note that said he went to office. Next to the note was his credit card and another side little note that said to go buy myself some clothes or whatever I want for our upcoming trip to Miami.

Damn, did he really feel that badly? Or does he just want a presentable wife? Probably that.

At the bottom it also read, Harry will be there at 9:30 to take you, be ready.

My heart sank. Suddenly the thought of being alone with Harry made me not want my smoothie. If Harry was my body guard does this mean I can't talk to him? If I can, what do we even talk about anymore?

I checked the clock and it was 8:27.

And just like Louis had said, at 9:30 on the dot the doorbell rang. I slowly made my way and opened the door to see Harry and my jaw completely dropped. I could tell he was trying to keep a serious face but his dimples showed nonetheless.

"Harry. . .you look. . ?"

"You like it?" He asked me clearly excited to see my reaction. I covered my mouth with my hands as I smiled and let out a small giggle.

"Your hair!! You cut it!!" I shrieked and he chuckled.

Harry had cut his curls off and now had his brown hair brushed to the side, and he stood in a black suit making him look very dapper. If he walked down the street like this he'd have all the eyes on him from girls.

I sucked in a breath at the thought, and my face began to fall. Harry noticed because he always notices things about me. He looked to me with worry.

"What you don't like it? Well don't worry it will grow back eventually and I'll never cut it again." He swore. "Your husband said I had to for the job."

I chuckled, and shook my head. "It's not that it's just. . ."

He looked nothing like the market boy I fell in love with. And it made my heart hurt.

"You look so handsome that's all." I said and forced a smile. He smiled as well.

"Well if you like the look just look at what I get to drive!" He said even more excited that he got to drive a black SUV that he always saw me riding in. I laughed as he led me to the door and opened it for me.

"Here you are, miss. Huge upgrade from the truck huh!" He beamed, and I nodded my head as I hopped in.

But I loved that truck and all the memories we made in it. Now he's driving the car I'm riding in and I'm sitting in the back while he's in the front. It felt extremely weird to have Harry sort of waiting on me.

"So where to miss?" Harry asked me from the front.

"You don't have to call me miss, I'm still me and you're still you." I told him.