IV

Part 29

"Y/N, you here?" Mike's voice echoed through the room.
I got off the bed, making the floor creak. Leaving Harry behind I went to meet him. He was observing the flowers.
I cleared my throat.
"Who sent you these?" He asked.
I shrugged.
"What did you need me for?" I questioned.
"I wanted to check up on you. After what happened the other night. I give you my word, I'll get down to the bottom of this." Mike promised, taking a step closer to me.
"It's okay. But if you need a hint, look at the note." I told him.
He read it and frowned.
"This sounds like a threat. We're gonna have to be more careful with everything you do. You won't be able to move freely anymore. You'll have to take me wherever you go." He ordered.
If I was going to carry out my plan, this just made it a lot more difficult.
I groaned. But before I could protest, Mike spoke again.
"I'm sorry. But I prefer this than that lunatic getting close to you. Don't you?"
I nodded.
"Well don't get too upset about it. See you whenever you want to leave this room." He chuckled before leaving.
I walked back to Harry, who was peeking from behind the bedroom door.
"He probably saw you, you know." I laughed.
"I told you I was right." He stated.
"Yeah, I guess. Mike didn't give me a choice." I shrugged.
"Well I won't give you a choice next time. You never take what I say into account!" Harry shot back.
"That's not true." I whispered.
"You're only obeying to Mike. You hadn't even payed attention to what I told you earlier." He pointed out.
Deep down, I knew he was right. But I couldn't tell him because that would lead to telling him about my plan. Against what he had told me in the first place.
I closed the suite door behind me to find Mike in the hallway. 
"I wanted to. Before I remembered the new rules." I huffed.
I didn't want to talk to Mike about my argument with Harry.
"Sorry. Is there anywhere I can go by myself?" I asked him.
He shook his head in response. That's when I saw him walking down the hallway.
"Y/N, what's going on?" Liam frowned, placing his hand on my shoulder.
I gave him a fake smile.
"I can take her to my room, right? Or do you have to be there also?" Liam said to Mike.
"As long as you take care of her." Mike warned, before walking back to his room.
Liam led me to his luxurious suite. I wasn't surprised when I saw that it was pretty much identical to the one I shared with Harry.
"Make yourself comfortable while I make some tea." Liam smiled.
I sat down on the couch, but I had a clear view of him.
"I fought with Harry." I blurted out.
Liam raised his eyebrows, but didn't interrupt me.
"It all happened too fast. Way too fast." I started before telling him the whole story.
By the time I finished, Liam had already joined me and two warm mugs were placed on the coffee table. "I get your point of view, I really do. But what if Harry noticed something you haven't? Talk to him. Maybe he had some lead on who this secret admirer is." Liam pointed out.
He was right. I kept him company until dinnertime. I had to talk to Harry.

"Harry." I whispered as soon as I saw him.
We hugged each other.
"I'm sorry. I was so worried about you now. I didn't call or text because I was afraid you'd still be upset. And I couldn't stop thinking about what happened. I shouldn't have raised my voice." Harry spoke, holding my hands in his.
"Do you suspect someone?" I asked him.
I really needed an answer.
"I might. I'm just not sure and I don't want to upset you without any proof." Harry said.
"Liam was right." I thought out loud.
"Was that where you were? With Liam?" He asked softly.
I nodded.
He sighed in relief.
"You're not gonna tell me who you think it is?" I questioned.
"Let's wait until tomorrow's concert. Maybe you can get some information. Or maybe this person appears again. If they don't show up, I promise I'll tell you." He kissed my forehead.
"I really need to study. My exam is tomorrow morning." I remembered.
"I'll make some dinner." Harry replied, leaving to the kitchen.
I retrieved my stuff from my room and took it to the couch. That way, Harry and I kept each other company. At least only our presences.

After dinner, I kept studying with Harry by my side. He was writing and retouching songs. I felt my eyelids getting heavier but I wanted to finish the chapter. I glanced at Harry, who was wide awake. I sighed before returning to my books.

I woke up, startled and stressed. I was in bed, poor Harry must have carried me. But I didn't put my alarm! I squinted, looking around for my phone.
Harry awoke as I was frantically searching the nightstand.
"What are you looking for?" He yawned.
"My phone. I need to put my alarm for tomorrow!" I replied desperately.
"I put your alarm. That's why your phone's on my side." He giggled.
"Let's go back to sleep then. Thank you." I pecked his lips, cuddling up to him. What would I do without him?

The alarm sounded and I couldn't be more prepared. Harry had been so adorable that he set up the alarm a little earlier so I could do a quick revision before the exam. I felt positive. I was ready for the test and I woud get some information on my pen pal.
Harry had breakfast with me and then left to the arena to help set up everything. He told me he would be back at lunchtime and wished me the best of luck.

The test went amazingly well. I happily texted Harry. I would totally make up for the one I failed. Harry responded almost instantly and suggested taking me out for lunch.
I had to say no. I was a bit behind on the homework that I had to turn in. I needed a few hours to finish and catch up with the other subjects since I was going to the concert that night. Harry said that it was alright, that he understood. But deep down I knew my rejection hurt him.