Marigold and Daisies (H.S.)

Forty Four

Harry's POV

A knock on the hotel door woke me from my sleep. I ignored it, rolling over on the bed, shoving my face deep into the pillow before throwing the blanket over my head. The knocks got more aggressive the longer I ignored it.

"Harry! Open the damn door!" It was Jeff.

I didn't move. I stayed in the comfort of the bed sheets for a little longer. If I ignore him long enough he'll go away.

"Open the door!" He banged on it louder.

I groaned while shoving the blanket off of me and swung my legs over the side of the bed, my feet against the carpet.  I swung the door open, "What?" I stared at him, wanting nothing more than to crawl back into bed.

"It's 12 PM." He rolled his eyes. "Get dressed, we're leaving soon." He pushed his way in. "Since I can't trust you to get up and do things on your own right now, I'll sit here and wait for you." He opened the curtains making the bright sun flooding the room. My eyes squinted from the light as he down on one of the arm chairs by the window.

"If it's 12, why are we leaving so early? I thought the interview wasn't until 3?" I grumbled.

"Well someone insisted on getting a hotel almost two hours away from LA to avoid any run-ins with certain people, we have to leave early." He smiled at me in annoyance.

We have a tiny break till the next show since I had to come to LA to do a promo interview and performance for a radio show before flying out to Florida to continue with the tour.

I did in fact make all of us stay in a hotel a bit farther from LA. I couldn't risk running into Marigold. It's not like I would have since I've kept myself up in the hotel room. Neither one of us have reached out to each other since the night everything fell apart. I don't know what I would do if we so happened to see each other, I wasn't ready to see her. I doubt she wanted to see me either.

I've been kicking myself everyday since then. I hate that I hurt her. I hate that I said what I said. I hate the fact that I didn't listen to her and I was just so caught up with defending myself that I didn't even really hear what she was trying to tell me.

Now it's over. I don't have Marigold, again. I don't have Daisy. It's the worst feeling I've ever had.

I shut the bathroom door before turning on the shower. I'm going to take my time and I'm going to take a long hot shower. Jeff can wait.

"Don't forget we're going out tonight." Jeff patted my back as we walked through the hotel hallway towards the elevator. I flung my head back with a groan.

"No. I'm really not in the mood to go out, Jeff." I crossed my arms over my chest, leaning against the elevator wall. The guys have been doing their best to try to distract me from moping around in the hotel. Everyone's trying to convince me that it'll be good for me to go out.

I don't need to go out. I don't want to go out. I just want Marigold back.

"We're going out, it's final. You need to loosen up a bit. We're going to get drunk. You're going to have a good time. You're going to forget about your love life problems. It'll be good for you." The elevator doors opened and Jeff was out of there first.

"I don't want to forget about my love life problems." I mumbled. "I want to fix them."

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"You look good Harry, you don't have to pout all night." Pauli mumbled beside me in the car, slightly nudging me with their elbow.

"You act like we're driving you to your execution. We're going to a club, you're supposed to go in with I don't know? Excitement?" Jeff turned in the front passenger seat to look at me.