Protect Me (Harry Styles)

Chapter 11

"The boys are coming over today," Harry announced from the kitchen.

"Are they bringing the girls with them? I asked from the living room. I really hope they come; I need girl time.

"No, they are both at work," he answered whilst appearing in the door way of the living room.

"Oh," I stated simply.

"Yeah..." he spoke.

"Well, I better change into something presentable," I said breaking the awkward silence and heading up stairs.

"You look beautiful either way," Harry complimented.

I couldn't help but blush as I looked down at my attire which consisted of short checkered flannel shorts and an over sized t-shirt. "Thanks, Harry, but I'm still going to change," I giggled then continued up the stairs.

Once in my room, I dart to my closet. I decide to wear denim high-wasted shorts with a long sleeved floral crop top. I pulled half of my hair up, and put it in loose curls. I then put on makeup and head back downstairs.

"How's she doing?" someone asks.

"I guess okay. She keeps having nightmares, and Tony has already come after her," a voice I recognized to belong to Harry replies.

"Poor girl. Have you told her yet?" Another voice asks.

"No, I don't think she's ready yet," Harry answered.

"Harry, she needs to know," a stern voice says.

"Shh! she's here," a voice says.

"Bailey?" Harry calls out.

"Um, yeah?" I answer whilst coming into view of the five lads.

"Were you eaves dropping missy?" Louis asks.

"Erm, maybe..." I trail off.

"It's okay if you heard. We weren't talking about anything important," Niall says.

I nod my head and take a seat next to Harry on the couch. Instinctively he puts his arm around my shoulders, but I'm too lazy to remove it. 

"So how have you been, love?" Louis asks.

"Fine, I guess," I answer. In all honesty though, I'm confused, homesick, and have mixed feelings about everything. One minute I love it here, and the next I want to burn the entire house down and run away.

"Well, as long as you aren't as miserable as when you first got here, then we're making progress," Niall joked.

"We should play twenty questions, I want to learn more about Bailey," Liam said.

"I'm not playing," Harry announced.

"Why not?" Louis asked.

"I already know everything about her," He replied.

I scoffed, "You know nothing about me."

"Wanna bet?" He asked me.

"Yes," I answered.

"Okay, ask away," Harry said with a smug smirk plastered on his face.

"Favorite food?" I asked first.

"You love all foods, but you're all time favorite is Nutella," He answered.

He got that right. Dang it.

"Birthday?"

"June 21, 1994 at 12:57 am on a Friday," he answered.

Okay, that's really weird.