Superstar

Chapter 24 - Turn

Chapter 24

I woke up to Harry kissing my neck and playing with my hair, still slightly damp from my shower late last night. I had the worst cramps last night and hot showers always helped. I took a shower around 5am and as I looked at the clock now, it's 8am.

"What, it's too early?" I said my voice scratchy.

"Surprise. Wake up please babe," Harry said rubbing my arms.

"No," I groaned. Harry continued to kiss my cheeks and I could feel the warm of his body against mine. I prayed he had some type of clothes on. I didn't want to have that awkward moment again.

"Fine," I said finally pushing Harry away from me. I threw my covers back and sat up. Harry sat up too, with no shirt on. I could see all his tattoos, even the new butterfly one. I didn't really mind the tattoos even though I knew my mum hated them. I put my head on Harry's bare chest. "What's this surprise?"

Harry's chest vibrated while he talked. "Can't tell you. How long do you need to get ready?"

"30 minutes tops."

"Alrighty." I started to get up when Harry started to say, "You have a beautiful body."

"What?" I asked confused. Harry smirked.

"Last night, when you took a shower.. I went to check on you and I saw you uh, well get out of the shower..." he said rather slowly.

"Oh..." I said shyly. I blushed and looked towards the ground. I was always very insecure about my body but I mean if Harry likes me.. I don't know. He just made my self esteem go up like 10 points.

I was dressed in a pink sheer top with a black sparkly collar and short jean shorts. Harry had on dark skinny jeans and an old Rolling Stones shirt. I grabbed my purse before following him out the door.

"Where are we going?" I asked nervously.

"Surprise remember?"

I rolled my eyes until we ended up at a cute little park. Plenty of tress and grass. You could see the Parthenon perfectly from here. Harry motioned for me sit on the grass so I did. He walked away a bit and grabbed something behind a tree. A basket.

He walked back over and set down across from me digging things out of the basket. "Aren't you Mr. Romantic," I said smiling. He grinned.

He had my favorite cold turkey sandwiches, goldfish, strawberries, and Pepsi. I began to eat thinking how lucky I was and how many I didn't need Liam anymore to fill that spot in my life because I had Harry.

We ate and talked about me, about tour, about fans, about life before One Direction. We got to know each other a lot better. And then Harry brought up the Liam issue. I tried to change topics but he egged me on to talk about him.

"Please Harry let's not talk about him."

"Why not?" Harry asked. I was laying down with my head in Harry's lap and I got up and stood up.

"No, we're not doing this Harry. I don't like him okay?" I said with a little bit of bitterness in my tone. I walked away a bit turning my back to Harry.

"Okay, okay, we won't. I'm sorry," Harry said following after me. "Please come back. I didn't mean to bring him up..." I looked back at Harry and my eyes were watering, a lot. I felt horrible. I mean Harry deserved to know how I felt abut Liam. How Danielle told me to do this to forgot about Liam. But I couldn't bring myself too. It's like this was a constant cycle of me going to Harry or Liam. I was so sick of it. Never feeling quite whole. I'd spend this time with Harry and not remember who Liam was. Then something would remind me of him and I'd forget about how much I liked Harry. It was an exhausting battle with myself.

"Why are you crying?" Harry asked.

"I just can't do this anymore.." I said, my body swelling up inside. "I want to leave." Harry nodded and grabbed our picnic. I walked back to the hotel and Harry followed close behind like a dog following his master. When we got into our room I locked myself in the bathroom and cried. I turned the shower on to drown out my cries.

Harry knocked 6 times before I told him to stop. I could feel him sitting there in front of the door. I buried my face in my hands and turned the water off. Harry heard and I heard his voice.

"I don't know what's going on with you Lucy. I thought you were over Liam?"

"Harry..." I said clearing my throat and rubbing my eyes. "I don't know anymore. It's like I think of Liam out of nowhere and think of my childhood. It was wonderful. He made me who I am... I just, I don't..."

"Let me in, Lucy," Harry said with his voice more strict and authority. I sighed and unlocked the door. I sat on the ground and Harry stood above me.

"Do you love me?" He asked. I looked up at him shocked.

"Of course, I..." I said trailing off. I couldn't finish my sentence. I looked at Harry with my wet eyes and he looked disguised and hurt. I went to grab for his hand and he walked away back into the room. I choked up and started bawling. I couldn't believe this was happening. I went into the closet near the bathroom and grabbed towels. I laid them on the floor and fell asleep crying.

I could hear Harry too making noises. Sad ones.