Sweet [H.S]

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Harry Styles

Iris has been acting odd. Ever since we got back to our hotel every little thing I do, I say around her she becomes like this skittish little kitten running from a snake.

Have I been acting too friendly? Since last night I haven't exactly been making jokes with her or... okay maybe I have been a little friendlier, so maybe she is only in this to repair her career...exactly like me.  I mean yes we've had our moments, the second I heard the sound of her voice today in the car, the way she treated Vivi like her own little sister, playing, joking around as though Iris had always been there for her, a bond I've yet to discover more of, even as I glanced at her seeing the fear jump in her eyes on the Ferris wheel as she ever so slightly curled her fingertips into my jumper like I, was her safety blanket at that moment, to protect her from this tragic world. But not only fear but there was also this childish glint in her eyes as I took in the blues and pinks painting her angelic features.

I've seen Iris in many lights but last night I don't think I can forget. The lights of last night were one of my favourites, something about being in a room of a thousand sparkling lights yet the only thing I had my eyes on was the hazel in hers. Dotted lights surrounded her like the room was full of angels waiting at her every step, they weren't for me, they were for her. All those lights made the one that mattered most shine, like the brightest star in the sky. Iris. The Iris I supposedly hate...

I look at her now as she leaves the bathroom, her fingers twiddling together in an act of anxiety... I'm is afraid she's found something she wasn't meant to. Iris is always sweet, Iris never has time to panic, she's just... sweet. I debate going over to her as her anxiety seems to be bubbling with each step closer to me, I cautiously pace toward her, worry rode through my eyes too as I stand before her she looks up at me with an expression I can only label as guilt which immediately has my brows furrowing in concern.

"Right what's going on, you're freaking yourself out," I carefully push a strand of her hair that had fallen out of the messy bun she had quickly tied on top of her head. She doesn't look at me anymore although she leans back a little at my touch, her face falls to our feet below us, her teeth gnawing onto her lip so harshly it looks as if she could pierce it, "hey, what's up?" I have the urge to pull her lip from her teeth from the light colour appearing from the harshness of her anxiety. I go to touch her wrist but as my fingertips just reach the soft skin she hugs her arms as bumps appear along them making the small delicate hairs stand.  Is that because of my touch?

Shaking her head she lets out a whisper, "It's bad Harry," My face falls as my heart clenches afraid of what her words entail. "Is- Is it something I've done?" She looks as if she debates her answer, my brain racking its every inch to find any clues of what's happened... is it Niall or even Dylan. I automatically turn away from her, my hands burying themselves in my hair tilting my head up to the sky,  

"If it was about yesterday sweet... We've been over this you told me you..." My head falls slightly as I picture myself last night, the way she looked at me like she knew this was all weird for me, the way she almost pitied it. But I couldn't help it.

You should've seen her, 

"You felt nothing so," My tone was low as I mutter to her, I face the balcony, the glass doors showing the hustling city below. I turn back to her with a small fake smile playing on my lips, I place my hands on her shoulders her brows now pinched together,  "It's okay, we've only got a few months left then we'll be rid of each other okay?" I nod.     

It's hard to understand what Iris could be inferencing when she's quite literally only been around for a few months, let alone how it's all because of that one stupid night together... Well yes, I agree my actions were stupid, not all... but she might beg to differ... me and Iris, what do we know about eachother.