Truly Madly Deeply (Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter 31

Hola, guys! We meet again! I just wanna tell you that I know that I update almost every day, but that may soon change. I have mid terms coming up in a few weeks and I really need to study. Gah. Anyway, enjoy xx

P.S I wanna dedicate this chapter to xSnowKiss because her stories are amazing and I love them and yeah.

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Harry’s POV:

            “What’d you do to Carly?” Louis asks me accusingly as I enter the big hotel suite. Management had decided to get us a huge suit with multiple bedrooms instead of seperate ones. I guess they want to save money.

            I run a hand over my face, letting a sigh escape my lips. “I didn’t do anything,” I mumble.

            Zayn comes up, raising an eyebrow. “Then explain to us why when she came inside, she had tears in her eyes and went straight to her room without saying anything to us?”

            She was crying? Shit, that’s not what I wanted to happen.

            I looked at two of my best mates, who seemed a tad bit angry with me. Carly was like a little sister to them, since they already had a bunch of little sisters, and they get a bit protective over her. It’s cute how my best mates are protective over my girlfriend.

            “She won’t be your girlfriend for much longer if you don’t go in there and apologize,” Louis sassed. Oops, did I say that outloud?

            Zayn nods. “Yes, you did,” he says, and I get startled. They heard that too?! “Now get your arse in that room and apologiz to your girlfriend.”

            I didn’t need to be told twice. I quickly walked over to where Carly and I were sharing a room, and knocked on the door. “Carly? Can I come in?”

            “Whatever,” I heard her say, and I took it as a yes. At least she didn’t tell me to go away.  

            Walking in, I saw Carly sitting on the bed on her phone, scrolling up and down as she looked at her screen. Closing the door behind me, I walked in and sat on the edge of the bed. “I’m sorry,” I blurt.

            Carly looks at me, narrowing her eyes at me. “Sorry for what, Harry?”

            I scratch the back of my neck awkwardly. “I... Um.. Don’t know,” I mumble.         

            Carly rolls her eyes. “If you don’t know, then why are you apologizing?”

            “I don’t know,” I say with a sigh, my hands dropping into my lap.