Darling [h.s]

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Song For This Chapter:

Into Your Arms-Witt Lowry

"I know if I fuck us up, we'll be over, done, you'll forget me
Forget me, I'm feelin' bad that I act this way, 'cause you let me"

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Darlene:

"We're going to meet Niall and Maya at the diner" I say peering outside the bathroom door as I begin to brush my teeth.

Harry is sitting on my bed scrolling through his phone but he looks up at the sound of my voice, "Alright, I'm gonna pay for you by the way" He states looking back down at this phone once he's finished.

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion spitting the toothpaste out of my mouth and rinsing my toothbrush clean before I speak, "No you're not" I say sternly. I don't know why he has the sudden urge to do that.

"I wasn't asking" He responds back still scrolling through his phone. How does he make a seemingly nice gesture annoy me? I'm not going to let him pay for me but I'm not going to fight him on it cause it's not like he's going to change his mind.

I enter my bedroom again, going to rummage through my closet. I pull out a simple sundress, one that I got from Maya. I'll give it back eventually but she insists it looks better on me but it doesn't feel right stealing her clothes.

I change quickly, before walking over to my vanity to grab my perfume bottle to spray onto myself. Finally I begin to make my over to the shoe rack beside my closet to pick out which to wear. But as I pass Harry he gently grabs my arm, sitting up so his legs are dangling off the side of the bed. He gently tugs me forward until I'm standing between his legs, his hands moving to my hips once I'm there.

I grin at his gesture as he's looking up at me with a soft smile.

"How you holding up" He says suggestively, and I know exactly what he's referring to.

"Fine actually thanks for asking" I say confidently, though I'm lying straight through my teeth. I'm sore as hell, but he doesn't need to know that.

He gives me an accusing look letting, he doesn't believe me but my confident expression doesn't falter.

"Don't hold back next time" I say shrugging as his thumbs draw soothing circles on my hips.

"About that" He says looking away from me, "I can't sleep with you again until you decided whether or not you forgive me" he says looking at me with a soft expression.

I laugh at his statement, ''Yeah okay" I say finding his joke pretty funny.

"I'm serious Darlene" He states causing my eyebrows to furrow in confusion.

"You're serious" I say in surprise needing his confirmation again. He nods his head in complete seriousness.

I take a step back from him, fully analyzing his body language right now. There's no way Harry Styles willingly gave up an opportunity for sex.

"I don't want it to get in the way, it could complicate things. I just don't want it to confuse you" He says but sounds disappointed about it himself.

It's not like I ever purposely seek out Harry to sleep with him. Each time was a spur of the moment type thing, so I don't understand why exactly he's putting a hold on it. Especially when I have no idea how long it will take me to forgive him.

"You know how long it could take for me decide if I can forgive you?" I say raising an eyebrow making sure he understands what exactly he's doing.

"Yeah" He says nodding his head.