Me, Myself, and Harry Styles

Chapter 11

Liz' POV

I woke up the next morning to the sound of a keyboard clicking and an angry Harry talking on the phone.

"Do you understand that we were just engaged?! I can't leave her now!" he yelled in frustration. Our bedroom door was open and he was on his mac at the kitchen table. I climbed out of the canopied bed, into my slippers, and into the other room.

"What happened?' i whispered, wrapping my arms around his neck. His eyebrows were furrowed in frustration, and his finger tips were tapping impatiently. He held up a single finger to signal silence, so I went to the kitchen counter and started to make eggs and hash. Harry came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, burying his head in my neck. I turned and kissed the top of his head.

" Who was that on the phone?" I asked as I scrambled the eggs.

"Simon, he said the tour is starting next Saturday and we have to leave on Thursday night. I nearly dropped my spatula in mid sentence.

'' They what?!" I demanded. Harry let go of me and went into the bedroom. I poured the cooked eggs and potatoes onto a plate and shoved them into our microwave. I went into the bedrom to find Harry with his hands holding his head between his legs. I quickly turned on my supportive mode and sat down beside him. Holding his large hand, I said,

" You have to go, even if you forgot about it. Think of your fans. I will be fine. I have Sammi and Vee to help me with painting and we can talk to eachother."

" Elizabeth," he whimpered," The tour is six months long."

" I can go visit my mom or work on my Album. I have four songs that I need to record." I insisted.

He grasped my hand tighter and looked into my eyes.

"Are you sure you will be okay?"he asked while Simba climbed onto his lap.

"Yes!" I chuckled." Now you have a breakfast to eat!"

I shoved him into the eating area and gave him the food. We ate in a comfortable silence, the busy street seven stories below was buzzing with people. He kissed my jaw softly, nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck. I turned my head so our foreheads were meeting. 

" I love you." I whispered before kissing his lips softly. He deepened the kiss, sitting up straight to his full height. He grabbed my waist, my back automatically arched towards him. My legs wrapped around his waist. He set us both down on our couch. I ripped off his shirt. He tangled his hand in my hair. Slowly drawing circles on my back under my shirt. But before anything could happen, he stopped.

"Can we wait until the wedding?" He asked, voice husky from lust. He cleared his throat awkwardly, and i nodded. We both got up from the couch, him helping me up.

"I'll feed Simba," I announced. I was trying to chase the uncomfortable vibe from the room. I walked over to the cabinet, got out the cat food, and put it in a bowl. Simba sauntered over, brushing against my leg. I set the food down. It wasn't until I stood back up when i realized that Harry went back to his computer. 

My phone rang and i glanced at my caller ID. It was Vee.

"Wanna go out to Dinner tonight?" She asked.

"Sure.''

"I have a huge announcement!' She squealed.