Breath

chapter 14-stay and talk

I wake up, my back is aching, my head is throbbing and harry and I lay squished on the couch together. I'm wearing one of his sweat shirts and we are completley intertwined.

he wasn't kidding. this couch is bloody awful.

Harry had mentioned something about a picnic today,  but didn't make a big deal of it .

   its insane I've been here a month, and I made harry sleep on this damn thing for even one night.

within the month my mom would call occasionally, letting me know how she was doing and my dad still hadn't called or came by.

"babe. get up." I complain pushing harry a bit. He blinks his eyes awake and smiles at me

"goodmorning." he says and stretches, his voice  scratchy.

damn.

"Picnic today?" I ask, kissing his lips softly.

"uh. yeah." harry says. he doesn't look to wildly excited, in fact he looks like he'd just rather not go at all.

"if you don't want to go har-"

"no! I want to go. we have too" he still looks like he's in pain as he says it.

we have to?

I don't protest anymore, I'm actually pretty excited about it, so i get dressed, pulling my hair back into a big ballerina bun.

Harrys been on the phone quite a bit this morning, and I hear him pacing in the bedroom so i lean against the door and I hear, " i know. I know. kissing. I know. i will. I don't-.. okay fine. I know."

what the hell?

"Harry you okay?" I ask popping my head in the room and he jumps, startled that I came in.

"yeah. erm. I'm fine." he looks panicky and skittish as he throws on a pair of shorts and a tshirt and we walk down to the car.  he's driving this time, and the whole ride was quiet but he holds me hand tightly.  frankly a little too tight..

we arrive at the park from the first week, and once again its empty.  harry and I walk hand in hand to the middle of the feild plopping down. the sun is out today, nice and warm, reflecting off the grass. and its peaceful.

Harry loosens up a bit and is getting handsy.

"keep your hands to yourself." I tease, removing his maasive hands from my waist, even though I don't really want him to stop. he's wild green eyes smile as he throws the last grape in the air and catching it in his mouth.

a noise in the trees behind me makes me jump and I look closer, its a camera man. Harry sees him too, and instead of getting up and running like usual he nods his head in acknoledgment.

what's going on? Does Harry know him?

"Harry.. who is that? " I ask quietly, and harry gets uncomfortable again, avoiding eye contact with me.

"Harry!" I say louder this time, "Who the Hell is that?!"

"erm.. he's, uh, with managment."

with. management.

"what's going on? wait....is this.. is this for publicity?" he doesnt respond only rubs the back of his neck looking down. "How long has this been going on?!"

how could he do this? why would he do this?

my lip trembles and tears brim my eyes but I bite them back. I can't look weak. not now.

"Fuck you." I snap standing from the blanket and heading towards the car. I cant go home with him? what the hell am I going to do?

Eleanor.

I send her a quick text as I walk ahead of harry who is scrambiling behind me to clean up the picnic stuff.

"Ebony, wait!" Harry shouts after me, but I don't stop. nor do I look back. I keep my head down, and quicken my pace.

      I pass harrys car, heading down the road to where the city is, and Eleanor said she was on her way.  then I hear Harrys heavy footsteps behind me crunching the gravel.

"ebony, I, I was going to tell you-"

"save it harry! " I snap, turning quickly on my heal to face him, "I get it. you used me. leave me the hell alone."

"Ebony, I swear I had no-"

"This is pretty fucking low. even for you." the moment it comes off my lips the words slap harry and his jaw drops.

"Even for me?! what the fuck does that mean?"

what did I mean?

"nothing. forget it." I turn back around and keep walking. and of course he follows. but he doesn't say anything.

soon el pulls up and lets me in.

"eleanor wait!" harry says running up to the car, but she only shakes her head and says, "Not now harry." and then we spead off. Eleanor just grabs my hand, giving me a reasuring smile and doesn't ask any questions until we get back to Her and Louis' place.

"okay. What  on earth happened?" Eleanor asks closing th door behind her. Louis is in the living room watching tv and he turns around suddenly looking confused, "what's going on?"

"well..." I say, not sure where to begin, "Harrys been using me for publicity."

they both look shocked,

"there's no way.. he wouldn't do that!" Louis says coming to me and eleanor.

"then why was there a guy from managment  in the trees at the park?"

"I have no idea."  louis says obviously not sure what else to say either

i want to see my mom. I want her to hug me, tell me its all okay, I want her to pet my hair as I cry into her lap.

my phone keeps ringing. harry. I decline and turn my phone off. then Louis' phone starts going off, harry as well.

"Hello?, Yeah? I heard."   louis looks up to me and then gives me a worried look, "uhm.. I don't know where they are."

what? did he just lie, to harry?!

eleanor looks just as shocked as I am.

Louis hangs up, and says, "harrys on his way here.  he's really upset .. you guys should leave. "

Eleanor is quick to pick up her keys and we walk back out to the car.  as we drive out of the parking garage,  harry is pulling in but he doesn't see us.

He's crying.