Prisoners [H.S]

Part 4

Hallie

After going back to Louis and Harry, Niall had told them that our shopping trip was a success. Harry told me I could stay with him tonight but in the morning I'd be going to Louis'. I wasn't overly pleased because I didn't know much about Louis, he was very unemotional every time I'd seen him speak and I didn't know anything about him.

We didn't speak much on the way back to his house. It was much more of an underground apartment, but it was their version of a house down here. I figured Harry lived at number 1 due to being the founder of this place. I doubted he had become the boss any other way. "There's clothes for you to sleep in until the rest of yours are delivered, use whichever you want. When was the last time you ate?" Harry asked, stood in his living room. I remembered that whilst Niall had carried by bags full of essentials, the clothes had been ordered for delivery. 

"I haven't eaten since I left and I have no idea what time it is." I admitted. I was a little hungry.

"It's 6am. I usually sleep 7am until 3pm and then I have the rest of the day to do whatever, but considering you're here I don't doubt we'll be going to bed a little later than normal." Harry told me. I wondered where his kids were, if they had no mum then surely they'd be with him.

"I don't mind if you want to sleep now and get something when we wake up." I responded, not wanting him to do things he wouldn't normally. It made sense that he slept at those times, it meant there was still some light in the evenings and plenty of time through the night to do things.

"No, we'll eat first. Lights go off for a few hours between 7 am and 12 pm anyway to give everyone a sense of nighttime. Most places are closed throughout the day so there's nothing to do." I was thankful that he kept me in the loop with everything going on. It could've been very confusing if he didn't.

He stood with his arms folded and his lips pressed together, obviously waiting for me to say something, "Okay, what do you normally eat?" I asked.

He smirked, "nothing that's on tonight's menu." What was he a cannibal or something? He must have noticed the confused weirded out look on my face because his smirk dropped. "I was hinting at going down on a woman Hallie, but we can settle for pizza."

Oh.

"Um yeah, yeah okay pizza is fine. Is there like delivery around here or are we talking about frozen pizza?" God, what an idiot I sounded. Asking stupid questions because of one silly comment about sexual stuff. I wasn't at all shy, sweet or innocent but I was a virgin and having Harry Styles standing in front of me saying things like that was a shock. 

"There's delivery. What pizza would you usually go for? I'll call and order whilst you go and get changed into something more comfy." Was he being nice, was this tall in intimidating man who had threatened me with a gun being nice?

"Um pepperoni please, yeah I'll go get changed." I responded, remembering where the small bedroom was and heading in that direction. 

I quickly rummaged through the drawers in his spare bedroom, finding some grey joggers and a plain white t-shirt. I quickly slid them on and made my way back out into his living room.  

Harry was sat on his grey corner sofa, looking lost in thought when I joined him and took a seat on the sofa too. "Hey." I said quietly, not wanting to startle him. Although, I doubt there was much that could startle Harry Styles. 

"I ordered, they said it'd be about 20 minutes." Harry told me, I nodded, acknowledging what he had said. The air was silent between us, we sat in awkward silence for a few minutes. It was clear neither of us knew what to say to each other, and I certainly didn't want to push any buttons. I wanted so badly to bring up Harry's daughters, to see if he would be as mad as Niall said if I knew about them, but I didn't want to purposely antagonise him.