Once I made it to the hotel. My mind was just a blur. I practically slammed the door. Grow up? He wants me to grow up? He's the one who's being a dick to me. I pace back and forth for who knows how long. My phone rings. I already knew who it was. I pulled it out of my jeans pocket and looked at the caller I.D of course it was Harry. I didn't want to answer. But I did.
"W-what do you want." I whisper.
"Louis. Where the hell are you." Harry's voice still sounded angry. I bit my trembling lip. "I'm at the hotel. F-far from you. You're such an asshole." I cry. I don't usually cuss. But. It was true. He was an asshole. "Don't go anywhere you hear Me? I'm on my way." He says bluntly and hangs up. I gulp and sit on the bed. Setting my phone down. He's coming. He's just going to yell more. And I don't want that. I just wanted to be left alone.
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About 15-20 minutes later I hear the door opening. My heart rate picks up. Harry comes around the corner and his eyes land on me. I didn't look at him. My eyes were staring into my lap.
"Louis. Look at me." Harry demands softly. I shake my head. My eyes still had tears in them. "Now. Louis." He repeats. I slowly look up at him. "I'm sorry. For the things I said. But when I tell you to do something I expect you to do it right." He says and crosses his arms. My eyebrows furrow. "I-I tried my best. Is my best not good enough? I didn't mean to spill the stupid coffee okay?. I'm sorry... I make mistakes." He sniffle. Harry sighs, he looks down and I notice his facial features soften up. He gets on his knees in front of me. "Baby...my sweet baby boy. I know you make mistakes. I was just. I was stressed okay? That's all. I got a call from someone saying the business is going downhill. It put me in a bad mood. I didn't mean it.. " he apologizes softly. I look at him. Of course I'd forgive him. I can't not forgive him. He's my everything. I just nod softly. "I'm sorry. I-I promise I'll be better." I say. Harry stands up and pulls me into his chest. "Don't apologize. It's my fault princess. You're not the cause of the problem." He whispers and rubs my back. "Daddy's sorry" he says as he kisses my head. I hold onto him. Taking in his slightly minty scent. "o-okay...I-I forgive you. It's okay.." I say. Harry pulls away from our hug and he rubs his thumb across my delicate cheek. He leans forward. Kissing me. My eyes flutter shut and I kiss back. I get up on my tippy toes. Becoming taller so he wouldn't have to bend over. His lips always gave me some sort of comfort. My heart warmed up and skipped a beat. My small hands cup his cheeks as he kisses me deeply. I could feel his sorryness. I know he didn't mean it. He never means to be an ass. It's just who he is. Harry eventually pulls away from the kiss and he grabs my hand. "I want to take you somewhere." He smiles and squeezes my hand a bit. A small smile appears on my face "where?" I ask. He leads me over to the big window. "You see that?" He asks and points to a very tall building. "Yeah...? Why..?" I look at him. Harry chuckles "let's go." He says and pulls me. I smile and we leave the room. Going out to his car. "Why are we going there" I giggle. "I had someone arrange something for us." He says. "And let's just say it's to say I'm sorry." I nod softly and we get to the building. Harry opens my door and leads me inside the building. We take an elevator all the way to the top floor. We then come to a flight of stares. We go up them and open a door. Harry opens it. I walk out of the door. We were on the roof. It was decorated. Red rose petals were scattered everywhere. A table and twinkly lights were around the edge of the building. There was candles and music. My eyes stare in awe. When did he plan this? "H-Harry. This is.." I trail off and look around all the city lights shined. "This is beautiful." I say and turn to face him.
Harry smiles "I'm sorry Louis. And I mean it. I just. Wanted to take you to a beautiful place. To have a good dinner. To see that your eyes shine as bright as all these lights" my cheeks flare up. And my smile widens. I go into Harry's arms and hug him. This was so sweet. So kind and loving. "Thank you..this is. So Beautiful." I whisper. Harry chuckles "go sit down princess. We have a meal coming. And after I'd love to dance" I giggle. "Dance? I don't know how.." Harry smiles "well. Neither do I." I make my way over to the table and sit. Harry kisses my forehead then sits across from me. Not long after a man, brings out a tray of food. Fancy food. He also brings Harry some wine and me some water. We eat, and talk. Harry was truly charming. He sweeps me off my feet. And this definitely over comes the bad side of Harry. I practically forgot it happened.
After dinner Harry stood up and grabbed my hand leading me away from the table. I blush with embarrassment. I truly sucked at dancing. Harry put his hands on my waist. I put mine around his neck and he began to move his body "I don't know what I'm doing so just bare with me" he laughs. I giggle and look at him "it's okay. I don't mind." We stay silent for a moment before Harry speaks up "I am sorry. I know I've said it a thousand times but I am. I just have a short temper." He says. I smile "it's okay..I guess I kinda do need to grow up..." I shrug. Harry shakes his head.
"No baby.. You're just a Primadonna girl, and all you ever wanted was the world." He whispers. Pulling my body closer as we danced on top of the building where the city slights shined as bright as the stars.
