We parked outside Mahiki nightclub, and George was still in a sour mood. I jumped out the car, earning a few wolf whistles from some men smoking outside. George immediately walked over to me and put his arm around me. Oh so he's only romantic when he's jealous. Lovely.
'Oi aren't you that boy from that group!?' One of them beamed,
'Oh yeh the one who looks like Harry Styles,' the other one said,
'So how did a scrawny kid like you, win yourself a hot sexy girl hey? Are you paying her or something? Is she staying the night for a tenner mate,' the first one chuckled,
'Don't you fucking talk about my wife like that okay? She's not a fucking prostitute,' George snapped,
'Oh so she's your wife, drunken mistake right?' he grinned,
'Fuck off,' George hissed, sticking his finger up at the guy and pulling me into a club,
'Look at her ass god,' they sniggered from behind me,
'The only thing that ass is missing, is my dick,' the 'leader' smirked.
And that was it.
George was officially pissed off.
He turned around making his way to the man, but I grabbed his hand and pulled him back.
'Megan what the hell are you doing, let me go bitch!' George spat, anger full in his eyes, his hand squeezing mine tightly.
Tears filled my eyes slowly as what he said sunk in, George realised what he had said aswell, his quick breaths now slower, and his grip on my hand looser, as sympathy and sadness filled his eyes.
As a few tears escaped my eyes, I took the chance to whip my hand away from George's, and turn around and fast walk into the club, soon I was running past people in the dancefloor, as I could hear George calling my name. I made my way to the bathroom, locked the door, and sunk down on the floor, only a few tears escaping my eyes. I picked up my phone and I knew only one thing would calm me down. If I FaceTimed Scar.
I rang my mum, and she picked up almost immediately.
'Hey darling! How are you?! What's that music inthe background?' she rushed,
'Mum mum,' I chuckled at her concern, ' can I talk to Scar please?'
'Sure here you go honey, she's about to fall asleep so make it quick,' mum whispered,
'Mummy,' Scar mumbled tired, her cute cheeks rosy, her eyes droopy.
'Hey baby,' I whispered, sniffing as I smiled, wiping away the remainder of tears.
'Mummy I miss you,' she said,
'Megan let me in,' George banged on the door, ' I'm sorry-'
I sighed, and cut him off, by whipping the door open and pulling him in. I locked the door and sat down again on the floor, leaving George to figure out what was happening himself. George smiled, and sat down next to me.
'Hey daddy,' Scar smiled, kissing the phone.
'Hey sweetie, I'm missing you alot,' he smiled, slowly taking my freehand in his, and rubbing circles with his thumb.
'I miss you too Daddy, Grandma says I'm coming back soon though,' she smiled,
'Aw when sweetie?' he smiled, as I rested my head on his shoulder, our legs now entwined.
'On Sunday,' she smiled, and George's face froze,
'What's wrong George?' I whispered to him,
'I go back on tour on Saturday,' he whispered back, ' I won't be able to see Scar,'
'Scar and I can come to the show on Sunday then, simple,' I smiled,
'You'd really do that for me,' he whispered,
'You know it,' I smiled back, and he kissed me softly,
'Ew mummy and daddy stop it,' Scar giggled, and we broke apart giggling,
'Scar darling say goodbye to mum and dad, it's way past your bedtime,' my mum said, walking into the room.
'Ok, bye mummy and daddy, I love you lots and lots,' she yawned,
'Bye sweetie,' I smiled,
'Sleep well, love you more' George whispered, blowing her a kiss as we hung up.
'GET OUT OF THERE I NEED TO PISS,' someone shouted knocking on the door,
I sighed and stood up, remembering that George still hadn't apologised to me. I opened the door and walked out, soon followe by George who was silent, not knowing what was going on.
'Ey cheeky, nice one getting her in there,' the man said, winking at me and running into the bathroom to pee.
I scoffed and sat at the bar, and George came and sat next to me.
'Why are you giving me the silent treatment now?' George sighed, smiling slightly, cos I was acting like a 2 year old.
'You still haven't apologised,' I pouted,
'I'm so so sorry Megan, what I said was out of order, I was just angry and-'
'George shut up, it's Harry,' I said, pointing to the other side of the room.
'Harry who?'
'Harry Styles,' I rushed, ' look I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but Harry tweeted me the other day-'
'Saying he missed you,' George finished for me, ' you told me,'
'Wait no I didnt-'
'You did when you were drunk last night,' George finished for me, ' you also told me some other stuff,' he shrugged, nervy.
'Like what?' I asked,
But before George had time to answer, he was cut off by another husky voice.
'Megan, George! Long time no see,'
The one and only Harry Styles.
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