DaddyDomH (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 21

Harry POV

Three.

Three days without her.

Three days without hearing her voice.

Three days without seeing that beautiful being.

I sighed shifting on the couch then looking down to see Heather's head going up and down. I couldn't even enjoy this.

I didn't even want this right now, and that's how it's been since she left. Since I said all those hurtful things knowing that it could break her. Heather pulled away looking up wiping her mouth "Sir?" 

"Yeah?" "Are you okay?" She asked and I nodded trying to fake a smile but she wasn't buying it. "I know since she left you've been down but it seems to be getting worse" she whispered nervous. Was she scared? Did I look that bad?

To make things worse I started to feel guilty about the way I've been acting towards Heather. She kept trying to cheer me up but, nothing could work at this point but her.

"I'm sorry princess-" "It's okay I just-" "It's not you, it's just that... It's her birthday tomorrow" I said pulling away to pull my pants up and buckle them. She got up without saying another word and sat next to me.

I was such a dick. I was such an asshole for what I said to her. I fucked up and I wanted her to know that. I didn't mean any of the things I said. I care more for her than she thought. Yeah I had Heather but like I said before, she was my princess. I may not love her like she wanted but she was way more important to me than Heather could be.

I didn't see her as desperate, she just wanted to be loved the right way. Why wouldn't anyone not want that? None of this was because she was desperate, I did this because I had a connection with her. There are many women throwing themselves at me and that's what I call desperate but, she was different. I wouldn't go all away to New York just for anyone. 

She was a bit insecure but I still liked her the way she was. She was like a fragile rose and all I wanted to do was cater to her and build her up but, I went about it the wrong way. I became way too possessive.

Just seeing the number fall out her pocket made me lose my control. But, for all I know he could've put it there. It wouldn't shock me if he did. I didn't even let her explain.

I wish she would at least answered one of my calls. Maybe I couldn't  fix things completely but, I didn't want her going around with that stuck in her mind. Now I didn't have the chance, her phone was off.

"Maybe I'll take a trip to New York tomorrow, just let her know I didn't mean it" I whispered ready to get up and pack that quickly but Heather objected "I think you should give her some time though" "Yeah but if I don't, what I said will stick and I just –" I sighed as my phone rung.

Heather got up to grab the phone. "Who is it?" She froze "Zayn" That fucking bastard. I wanted to slam his head into a fucking wall. 

But, A part of me knew that this was going to eventually happen. She was going to ask and I would tell her the truth. But, his involvement didn't make it any better either. "Hello" "Mate? Where the hell have you been?" "What do you want?" I asked quickly.

"Come over –" "No" "Come on it will be fun. I'm having a get together tomorrow and everyone's going to be there. Come down and bring Heather if you want. We can all get fucked up and have a good time" he said excited.

Nothing would be better than drinking right now. A few hours a release from everything would be good right now but – "Come on Harry. Let by gones be by gones" Did he really think that I would just drop this? I couldn't. Did I really want to see him right now either? Could I really control that anger towards him? I wasn't so sure. "I'll think about it" I said ending the call and throwing the phone on the couch.