chapter 69.

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When I'm losing my control, the city spins around
You're the only one who knows, you slow it down
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Harry Styles

I've never been so excited to see somebody so badass in my life. Seeing Harlow get all angry at demi was like being a little boy watching monster trucks, it was so difficult not to sit smiling like a child after she went all 'don't mess with me'.

The weirdest part is, she's my girlfriend.

Although after that Harlow was mad at me for arranging the fight on sunday, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't terrified. I tried to explain that it would be okay and she'd be in the club on her own so nobody can reach her because the club is closed on sundays, but Harlow was still mad at me. We drove home and she sat with a pout the whole time, she didn't even warm up to me until we got into bed and I sung to her.

But then she was mad at me because I made her smile when she was trying to be angry at me...I couldn't seem to win.

Thankfully she woke up in a better mood, all optimistic with her 'today's gonna be a good day' stuff and usually if somebody said that to me in the morning I'd tell them to fuck off, but Harlow walking up and saying that after being so down and not herself was heavenly. I'm just happy that she's back to being herself, or trying anyway.

I don't like when birdy isn't herself.

She tried to teach me piano after we got up, spent hours trying to understand what those symbols and shit meant, but it's too complicated for me. I told her I wanted to learn one of those cool french pieces she always plays that sound so dramatic and shit, but because I can't read the music it was quite difficult. Trying to watch her hands move that quickly, and then remember the whole thing was like trying to learn a whole new language.

I gave up in the end and ended up trying to teach her how to play guitar. She sat on my thigh and I held her hands in place, basically doing all the work for her with my chin resting on her shoulder so I could see the guitar.

It was my song Sweet Creature I tried to teach her, and even though she wasn't really doing much of the playing, that moment alone will probably play in my mind every night before I go to sleep.

That was when it all hit, everything Liam has ever told me about love. I finally understood.

At night I told Liam, who told the guys and they all just laughed in my face and said they knew how I felt before I did...but they've also been in relationships before so I'm actually offended that they were so mean. Your friend who had never had a girlfriend before just told yous he's in love, I was hoping for a bit more than a 'we know'.

Anyway, I ended up getting blackout drunk and doing coke in the bathroom because Harlow was busy doing her actual job. The last thing I remember is her putting my seatbelt on for me in her car, telling me not to apologise for being so out of it and the rest is all a blur. Next thing I know is I'm lying here in Harlow's bed at 9AM whilst she lies deep in sleep.

Now I'm really regretting getting drunk and doing drugs, because if I was sober I would've been able to say happy birthday to her the second midnight struck.

I'm sure Harlow didn't mind, considering she hasn't mentioned the fact today is her birthday once, but I mind, because if she's not celebrating her birthday, then I am.

Carefully I had to pull my arm back from underneath her so I could get up from her bed, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead before getting changed and quietly rushing downstairs. Thankfully she didn't wake up, because if she did it would be game over.

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