Unlovable ✧ H.S

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen

I woke up with a huge need for air. I tried sitting up but was being held down by something really heavy.

Considering the fact I couldn't breath.

I looked down and saw an arm across my stomach and instantly panicked. I slowly looked at the person next to me and was then relieved when I saw a head of curls.

It was just Harry.

Wait, Harry?

I looked around the room and all my stuff was packed into the two suitcases Niall had brought from the hotel. Sun light was shining through the white curtains on the big window. It must be late in the day to be shining that bright. I seriously needed to breath and Harry was making that very hard for me. His arm felt as heavy as a sack of potatoes.

"Harry!" I squirmed under his hold but he didn't budge.

"Get up you lazy a**!" I elbowed him in the ribs but he still didn't wake up. I slapped him but he still wouldn't move. He could be getting beat up right now and still wouldn't wake up! I mean, he is practically getting beat up by me.

"Harry, I can't breath!" I tried moving more only for him to pull me into him more and his hold to tighten.

"I know you're awake you butt face!" I said with a grin. Harry's arm lifted off of me and I stood up and gasped for air. Finally I was free!

"You could've killed me!" I said looking at Harry. He sat up and crossed his arms.

"Butt face?" He asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Yes! You're a Butt Face!" I said with amusement, walking over to the small couch in front of the window. I dug around in my purse until I finally found my phone. I read the clock and it was noon.

"Hey, Harry?" I said plopping down on the leather couch. "Yeah?" He answered walking out of the bathroom. "Why did you stay last night?" I asked picking at my nails. When there was no answer, I looked up to see Harry's thinking face. "I don't know?" He said, the answer sounding more like a question. "Why? Should I have gone to the hotel?" He asked. "No, I just figured you'd want to go see-" I stopped myself from finishing my sentence. I wasn't suppose to say anything about what Niall told me.

"See who?" Harry asked and I acted like I didn't hear his question by getting up and slipping on my flip flops.

"Do you want any coffee?" I asked switching the subject. "See who?" Harry repeated. "I'll take that as a yes!" I said walking towards the door. "Hope!" Harry called out. I had my hand two inches from the handle and kept going to grab it but then pulled back, having a internal battle with myself. Harry had such demand in his voice.

"Hmm?" I said staying in my place.

"Come back here." Harry demanded.

Sh*t.

I quietly banged my head on the door. I blame it all on my big mouth.I walked backwards and faced my body towards Harry but kept my attention on my sparkly blue toe nail polish. "See who?" He repeated for the third time! "Uh, ya know. Niall?" I said with as much truthfulness I had, which was none.

"Niall?"

I nodded and he sighed. "Will you at least look at me?" He asked. I looked up and opened one eye but kept the other closed and he chuckled. "Now, open the other one!" He said. I laughed and did so. "Yes?" I said folding my hands behind my back and smiling like a school girl. "You're so silly!"

"I know! Do you want to come down stairs and get some coffee?" I asked rocking back and forth. "I will when you answer my question." Harry said with seriousness.