Diner Girl *Harry Styles Love Story*

Chapter 50

"I can't believe you embarrassed me like that!" I scream as I march into Harry and I's hotel room.

"If you had listened to me, I wouldn't of had to embarrass you!" He shouts back, slamming the door after entering.

"Thats the thing, Harry," I throw my hands in the air, keeping a tight grip on my phone so it doesn't fly out of my grasp. "I shouldn't be expected to listen to you! You aren't allowed to order me around!" I screech, referring to the rude disposition he had given me back at the cafe.

"Faith, you were out with another guy!" Harry exclaims and I roll my eyes, letting out a loud, frustrated growl.

"You are such a hypocrite!" He raises his eyebrow. "You were out with another girl when we were in England and not just any girl, your ex-girlfriend!" He sighs and is the one who rolls his eyes this time.

"I thought we were past that, but here you are, bringing it up every chance you get!" He waves his hands around angrily.

"And I will keep bringing it up until you prove to me that you have no feelings for her at all." I reply and he lets out an irritated sigh.

"Faith, why can't you see that you're the only girl I love?" He takes a step closer to me, causing me to take one step back.

"Because I see the way you look at her," I whisper and look away from his face. "Its like she is the only girl in the world."

"You must be mistaken because thats not how I look at her," A hand connects with the bottom of my chin, forcing my head to face his. "Thats how I look at you." I stare into his green eyes and instantly melt. I then bite my lip and try to hold back the tears that want to spill out on to my cheeks.

"But you don't smile at me like you do when you're looking at her. Its different."

"The smile I give you is different because I love you, not her." He pauses. "I give her a friendly smile, you get my true, happy smile."

"You mean it?" He nods his head.

"I do." I sniffle a bit and he wipes the one tear that was falling down my cheek while looking straight into my eyes. "I love you, Faith. Forever and always." Thats when the sparks flew through the air.

************ Next Day ************

"Harry," I knock on the bathroom door. "We need to talk." He groans, frustrated and exhausted because he only got four hours of sleep. After our little fight, he had to rehearse and perform a show, then he had to work out from midnight to two in the moring before going to bed and getting up at six in the morning to work out again.

"Can't it wait?" He asks me, the sound being muffled since he was on the other side of the door.

"No."

"What is it?" He asks me with attitude after swinging the door open, revealing his tired eyes and wet hair.

"A little birdie told me that you and the boys have an award show to go to tomorrow, which is the day we leave for Paris if I remember correctly." I pause for a second. "Is this true?" I say and he groans yet again, rubbing his hands down his face.

"I totally forgot about that."

"Forgot about Paris or the show?" I ask after crossing my arms over my chest.

"The show," He runs his hand through his hair. "I mean they told us about it a month or two ago, but I guess the date slipped my mind." He walked closer to me and looked into my brown eyes. "I'm so sorry, Faith. I will make it up to you." I shake my head back and forth.

"No, Harry," I look into his green eyes. "Its fine. I completely understand, but I just wanted to clear the situation up." He nods his head with a small smile on his face.