"Harry?" I squint into the darkness, my eyes adjusting to the dimness. The little light of his phone tells me he's by the balcony doors, the moonlight shining on him.
"Go back to sleep baby, I'll be there in a few." He doesn't sound to sure of himself, he sounds as if he's been crying.
I pull the covers off my warm body and trip out of bed and over to him where I rest a hand on his back and shoulder.
"Is something wrong?" I ask quietly, rubbing small circles on his back.
"I said I'm fine." He raises his voice slightly, making me flinch.
"Obviosuly it's not." I say. I shouldn't have said that. I always have to pry at things. I always put others before myself, as long as I like you, if I don't I still feel bad for you. I need to learn to keep mouth shut, dammit.
"Tell me." I demand in a soft tone.
"I'm okay, don't worry." He says sternly.
"You know I'm not going to." I say, growing irritated. Its early and I just want him to tell me so I can help.
"Dammit Pam just leave it!" He growls, turning sharply to face me, pushing me back unintentionally but I feel my heart crack.
"I said I'm fucking fine so just leave it!" He yells, dropping his phone. I'm not good with being yelled at, tears fill my eyes.
"I'll just go then." I back away from him, he only gives me a hard stare. I spin around and run out of the room and downstairs to find out where he keeps the extra blankets and pillows. I grab some and walk to the couch where I throw down the pillows and blankets then tuck myself under them, turning to face the couch and bring my knees up to my chin and wrap my arms around them only for the tears to stream out of my closed eyes. I hear Harry walking down the stairs so I try to hide in the couch. I can't go back to my flat because I let the lads stay there for the night and I don't have a car with me.
"Pam?" He calls out gently then I feel him hugging me.
"Leave me alone." I accidentally hiccup.
"Baby, I'm sorry." He says genuinely.
"I just wanted to know what was wrong." I say.
"Nothing, come back to bed, please." He begs, rolling me over and wiping my tears away.
"Okay." I sigh, he picks me up and walks me back upstairs, I give into things to easily.
*****
The next night...
I reach over to grab Harry only to grab a pillow. I lift my head off the pillow to see him gone.
Turning over I see him standing by the glass door again with his phone in hand. I sigh.
"Harry." I get up from the bed again. Placing my hand on his bare back and shoulder.
"Come back to bed." I beg, my hand sliding down his arm and to his hand. I try to pull him towards the bed but he doesn't budge. "Fine, when you're ready come talk to me." I say, I've had enough of his stubborn ways.
I climb into bed then feel the bed dip seconds later and him pull me onto his chest.
"Just a bit of hate, don't worry about it." He assures. "Remember we leave for Paris in a few days." We both smile.
"Just ignore the hate, kay?" I advise, he nods, wrapping his arms around me.
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A/N: early update cause I love you guys and I had a really good idea and yeah so yeah vote! Comment what you think is wrong with Harry! Do it.
Love me now don't ya. Lol no you don't stop lying.
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