farfalla

IV.

9:12 AM

Fluttering my eyes open I realized then I had fallen asleep. Closing my eyes again and letting a yawn escape me I stretched out only to shrink back into my chair for a new comfort. Looking around for my phone that I had sworn I left on the table I scrambled to find it.

Looking over at Harry I saw he was gazing out the window at the white fluffy clouds surrounding us. The sun shined in from the many windows of the private jet we soared in.

"Have you seen my phone?" I spoke in a raspy sleepy voice. I could only picture what I looked like to him, my makeup was most likely smeared all over my face while my hair tangled in knots from sleep.

"Yes." He stated simply not bothering to give me eye contact. I got the idea that he didn't care much for my wants.

"Well do you know where it is?" My arms hung by my sides as I gave him a look of annoyance. My tone coming off a bit demanding although I didn't mean to come off like that.

"Yes." His simple statements and avoided eye contact made me boil on the inside. How could he be so rude?

"Well then where is it?" My attitude reflecting my bottled up feelings. I didn't care much for his attitude towards me and the way he thought he was above me. Folding my arms I saw him turn in his chair, his expression that of angry and tense.

"Sit your whiny ass down and shut up!" He snarled with his intense green eyes staring me down, making me feel intimidated.

"I-" Before I was able to speak another word Harry interjected causing my mouth to snap shut when I saw his lips part.

"Listen here princess and listen good. You will not argue or talk back to me, do you understand?" Harry stood up coming close enough for me to feel tiny in front of him. Heat rose to my cheeks from the intimidation that was affecting my blushing. With my eyes downcast I only nodded for a response.

"I expect an answer when I ask you a question." His hand hooked around my jawline and pulled my face up to where his eyes were full of intensity.

"I understand." I gulped afraid from the pressure Harry pressed to my jaw. The heat was growing between us when my eyes looked into his, the only emotion that was clear was anger. I never knew by such a small conversation I could cause Harry to come to the end of his rope.

"Good, now sit down and shut your mouth." Harry released the pressure from my jaw slowly letting me lean back into my seat. From under his gaze, I was afraid to even move, like if I shifted slightly he would become increasingly mad.

I felt the heat dissipate when he returned to his seat. I kept my gaze out the window at the clouds that surrounded us. My mind was reeling to Louis, I wondered what he was doing right now. I wanted to text him and tell him that I already missed him but he probably already knew this. Louis was kinder then Harry who from my short interactions definitely dealt with anger issues.

I didn't even give Harry much of an attitude when I was clearly frustrated by his short answers. I may have come off like I had a slight demanding attitude but I didn't think it was much for Harry to call me out on. I didn't expect him to grab my jaw the way he did, the way his eyes burned into mine.

All I wanted to know was where my phone was so I could talk to Louis. I only wanted to entertain myself with what little things I had to do yet Harry shut me down. He was a man of a short fuse and I learned this the hard way, unfortunately.

Daring to peek over at Harry I saw his hard gaze on me. Like he was burning me in his mind with that deadly stare he gave me. What did I ever do to deserve such a nasty look? Without thinking through this entirely I parted my lips and began to speak to him.