Promise

Chapter 24 - irresponsible

LISANNES POV:

"I can't believe him." Harry yells as he walks into our room.

A few days have past and I think I have had some time to think. Being with Harry isn't as it used to be. I still have slept in Louis' room every night. Today the other boys are coming to join us in the hotel. Harry and Louis both haven't left the hotel since we arrived. I did leave once with Ben, and once on my own, because I was getting claustrophobic in the hotel.

I went on a little shopping spree, because I only had the clothes with me, which I hade on my trip to Ibiza. When I think back to Ibiza my heart aches. Because my mind immediately travels to sleeping with Harry and to leaving Ryan on his own. And I also can't stop myself from thinking about Jack and Eric. I miss them all. I haven't put my phone on since after the day we got it, because I can't cope with hearing something from them.

Harry did have talked with Fleur on the phone once, but I refused to answer it. Because I knew that I would have broke down. But Fleur told him, to tell me that I looked beautiful on the pictures see saw from me while I was shopping with ben.

"What's wrong uh Harry?" I wanted to call him sukkel again. I miss calling him that way. But it still didn't feel right.

"Gerald is mad at me. They are about to arrive by the way." he says as he is searching something in his bag. "What are you doing actually?" he asks me before walking over to me.

I was sitting on the window frame, leaning against the window staring outside, writing in my notebook.

'"Nothing" I say and I quickly close it. But he snacthes it away from me.

"No it's not fair, you wouldn't even let me read your journal, so keep out of my song book!" I yell and when I realise what I have just said I gasp and place my hands for my mouth.

"Your song book?" he asks with raised eyebrows.

"Yes my songbook, I write songs." I say a little embarrassed. I feel my cheeks heat up as he opens it on the page I was just writing. His face turn from smiling into a frown.

"Oh."he says. But instead of handing it back to me. He starts reading it out loud.

"I tears me up.

I tried to hold on.

But it hurts to much.

I tried to forgive.

But it's not enough.

To make it all okay.

You can't play on broken strings.."

He quitely reads it out for me and after that he looks back at me. His frown turns into a big smile as he opens his mouth to speak. But then someone knocks on th door.

"Well, good I got Niall bring you a new guitar so we can throw that old one away and say goodbye to all those broken strings." he says while walking to the door. He was talking about us, starting over. Forgetting about everything. I smiled. But my smile grew even wider when I saw Niall entering the room with a new guitar. It even had a big pink bow on it.

I jumped up from the window frame and ran towards him. "Niall" I shouted! And I jump on him to hug him. The guitar almost fall and we both laugh. I got a little bit in shock when I notice Zayn standing in the door opening as well. I shake my head and get my attention back to Niall.

"Why a guitar?" I ask him.

He looks back at Harry and so did I. "Well why a guitar?" I ask, now directed to him.

"Because you play guitar. And you apparently also write songs. That makes it even better. Sing something for us!" he says, I had the feeling he was acting that we were getting along better than we actually were. But I understood him. I wanted to play along with him, because I didn't want to make him look like a fool now.

"How did you know I play guitar? I never told you guys!" I ask as I wrap my arms around his waist. At first he looked surprised but then he hugged me back. I remember his sweet scent and I didn't want to let go of him. Never again. But I had to.

"Uhm Lis, you actually don't have any secrets." he said, and my eyes immediately search for Zayn. He just stood there with a smirk on his face. He licks his upper lip and bites on his bottom lip. He knew I was thinking about it. I roll my eyes at him and look back at Harry, confused.

"HeyHelloLisanne? Youtube? You sang songs on there Lis, with a guitar." he said and he poked my cheek. "Sukkel." he mumbled.

"What did you just say." I said before tugging the bow from the guitar and throwing it on him.

He laughed at me and picked me off the ground, and in that moment I felt that I had forgiven him. My heart didn't ache anymore when I looked into his bright green eyes. And I couldn't even place the song I was about to write anywhere in my mind. The feeling I had with the song was gone. But my happy moment lasted untill Gerald practically ran into the room. Screaming at Harry.

"HARRY HOW COULD YOU." he started and groped Harry at his shirt pressing him against the wall. I have never seen Gerald like this before. Maybe this was what Harry meant when he told me Gerald isn't nice at all. And that I should stay away from him.

"You took a minor girl to the States without permission from her parents? They can sue you Harry. Do you understand that? And before that all, you took a trip, on your own. You could have been mobbed by fans. You don't ever think before you act do you? What got to your mind? " I saw that harry tried to escape from his grip but he couldn't. He opened his mouth to speak but Gerald wasn't done with his rant.

"And now don't start on me again that you love her." again? the word again kept replaying in my mind. "You don't know what love is. You are to young to know what love is. Harry we all know you're true earth. You can't go a week without a different girl." what did he just say? I tried to take every word in, but there was too much that he was saying.

"And to get this straight, you are so irresponsible, you checked into this hotel with your own name? You booked to rent the car with your own name. Harry what is actually wrong with you? I thought you were an adult? You wanted me treat you like an adult and here you go, acting all immature again. So from now on, your strict rules are back on." he then let go off Harry and walked to the door again. I saw Zayn and Niall back down when Gerald wanted to pass.

He turned around once more before he walked out. "I'm not done with you Harry. Not done. Just be prepared for this leg of te tour being a hell for you." he said. Harry not speaking and not even moving. Then he turned to me. His angry frown rested a little and his voice lowered. "And you." he paused probably to make sure he staid calm on me. "Call your mum before I take you back home. Myself." and by saying that he walked away.

I looked at Harry who immediately walked over to me to wrap his arms around me. "Sshh, just.. just let me call your mum." he n in my ear.

"No, I need to do this." I said to him. And I took my phone out off my pocket and starting dialling our home number. I really hope she answers, and not Ryan or my dad.

Harry looked over to Niall and Zayn and they both understood that they were no longer needed here. Niall put the guitar on the bed and they closed the door as they left.