Sweet [H.S]

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

Harry Styles

3 WEEKS LATER

I've been ignoring Iris. I admit it.

Her frequent calling turned to every day or so and now...nothing. It's nearly been a month since we've spoken and I know it's a shitty thing to do but I can't bear to handle her questioning and concern. Even worse if she just forgets the whole thing because I know it's latching onto her deep in her mind. If it was me it would be.

The worst thing is I've pretty much erased our whole, I don't even know what you'd call it. We weren't friends- we weren't anything to each other except fake boyfriend and girlfriend which is absurd. Of course, every once in a while Iris will post a story tagging me making sure it's known to the media that we haven't broken up. But my usual story is sunsets, wherever I am.

Do I have to tell you they remind me of Iris? No, because you didn't hear that from me.

I don't know why I fucking spilt my mind in the first place. It's just embarrassing.

Since then I've tried to get sober, tried is a keyword because it keeps drawing me back in. I know if I get drunk or high again I'll just end up calling Iris and saying some stupid shit again,

I haven't meant to ignore her for this long, in all honestly being on tour and arranging Vivi coming to see a show it's just slipped my mind that I've been ignoring her.

I sometimes go to message her, start to send her a picture or just simply say 'hi' because I do miss speaking to her. As much as I hate to admit it, she was the one thing that held me close to the ground even though our monthly... 'relationship' isn't exactly the best of them all.

But every time I go to press send I can't do it. I'll look stupid, it's best to just forget about this whole thing, forget about her for the time being anyway, she keeps everyone up to date with our fake status and I just... I'll just forget. Yep, totally not about to call her right now.

See that's how it was going to go. I was just going to forget whatever relationship we had, how she made me feel, all that shit but nope, my dearest friend Niall had to screw all of that up,

"Isn't Vivi coming to LA Night two, Harold?" My eyes flick to him from where they were on my guitar, I have the first few chords of this Rhythm going at the moment. For some reason, no lyrics have come into my mind, normally there so fucking easy but in this song... just feels like I have to wait. It needs to be special.

I nod my head at him, "Yeah, 've gotta pick up my Mum and Viv from LAX tomorrow morning, why?"

"What do ya think about Iris coming to the show?" 

I pretty much was frozen for about a minute before repeatedly protesting but Niall already took the matter on himself and booked her a flight. At the same time mum and Viv are arriving, so thanks to Niall I have to do two things at fucking once.

My family already think we're 'dating' so yippee me I have the privilege of introducing her to them, plus the bugger gave me the responsibility of asking her, I'm pretty sure he knows I haven't spoken to her in three weeks so I'm calling this a setup.

The line rings a few times and my heart is beating out of my fucking chest and I don't know why, it's not as though I'm worried to speak to her,

"What," She's angry, rightfully, I don't want to speak right now but I force my words out, her voice sounds different, obviously she's angry but it's duller... I haven't affected her that much right?

"Umm-" Fuck sake Harry speaks, "Do you wanna, umm- like come to see a show?" That was way harder than I'd imagined, She doesn't speak for a minute or so, so I add on,