Meant For You

Ginger Jesus

Chapter 13: Ginger Jesus

---Harry POV---

“You’re in deep Hazza.” Liam states obviously as I huff for the billionth time that day.

“Yer Haz. Your love-sick expression is making me ill. Also you whole ‘depressed’ façade is getting really annoying.” Lou jokes but I can tell that he’s not so much annoyed as slightly worried.

“Yeah man. Plus it’s your fault you do realise…?” Zayn says as an off-handed comment and I cast him a dirty look. He raises his hands in surrender. “You did start the silent treatment contest thing, dude. It’s not our fault Hope didn’t talk to you for the rest of the day yesterday.” I can see the humorous look in his eyes as he says this and I huff. Again.

Yesterday obviously, I started a… game with Hope. It was funny at first but damn! Hope never gave in. About halfway through the day I started to regret my decision to give Hope the silent treatment. I’d expected her to crack and finally talk to me.

That’s not how it happened.

In the end, it was I who’d finally cracked and started following her around trying to get her to acknowledge my existence. Yeah… that didn’t work. She would just pretend to be completely oblivious. I tried saying I was sorry for starting it but then as Louis had so kindly informed me;

“ ’You asked for it babe’- Hope just wanted me to tell you that.”

I’d groaned when he said that and finally stopped trying to talk to her. But, our lack of conversation had really started to bug me. She was right there, barely two meters from me, yet, I couldn’t even talk to her. It was killing me.

So now, I’m moping around the recording studio with Louis, Liam, Zayn and Niall as I dwell on yesterday. We’re supposed to be discussing some really important stuff, but I don’t even remember what that was anymore.

“C’mon Harry. You need to stop feeling so sorry for yourself. You should just call Hope and get her to come down here. She could help with this song, some of the harmonies you know? Plus, all of us guys like her and we want to see her even if you are being stroppy.” Liam says. He’s always so sensible. I smack my hand to my forehead. How could I not think of inviting her to the studio? For god’s sake I can be stupid sometimes.

---Hope POV---

‘All About Us’ by He is We started playing through my room and I roll over on my bed groaning. Who calls so early!?! Well, when I say early I really mean around 12 pm, but only you and I need to know that. I almost immediately remember that I assigned that particular song as Harry’s ringtone. I was shocked to say the least. I feel bad about yesterday. Maybe I shouldn’t have taken the silent treatment so far. Harry looked really pissed off and honestly, kinda sad. I was expecting him to ignore me for a couple of days as penance.

What I wasn’t expecting was a phone call him.

“Harry?” I ask into the phone as soon as I pick it up.

“Hey Sweetheart.” I hear him sigh on the other end of the line while he prepares to speak again. “Look babe, I’m sorry. I may have overreacted a little yesterday.” He says and I let out a snort. Was he really apologizing to me? I’m as much to blame as him.

“Curls, don’t worry about it. I took it too far; still not talking even when you had apologised.” I sigh into the phone in reply and I can hear his sharp exhale of breath.

“Well, that makes this a lot better then.” He chuckles and I frown. Makes what better. “As you may have already realised I’m phoning to apologise.” He explains and I nod my head only to stop myself mid action as I remember he can’t see me.