The President's Daughter and The Heart Throb

Eighteen

Harry's pov

I abruptly turned away from Alexia and stormed into the dressing room they had set up for me.

I don't get why Alexia insisted on lying to me. It's not like I would have been mad at her or anything, I just wanted to know. But of course she had to go and lie.

"Oh Harry, pardon me" I looked up to see President Gold.

"Yes?" I asked looking up to see he changed out of his tuxedo and into regular dress pants and a  dress shirt.

"I just wanted to give you another handshake" he said reaching his hand out "you seem like a really great guy, and you seem to be making my daughter happy so that's all that matters"

"Thank you" I said not really knowing what to say as I shook his hand.

"Just don't break my baby's heart" he said laughing slightly as he walked back into the ballroom.

I sighed and raked my long fingers through my long hair. Maybe Alexia is just too young for me, I forget that she is still an eighteen year old and I'm twenty.

I pushed the negative thoughts out of my mind as I put an ear piece in and fixed my microphone.

I've spent the past four days thinking about Alexia non stop, I'm crazy for her. All relationships have fights sometimes, and I guess I was a little bit harsh on her.

I walked out on stage and scanned the audience trying to spot her so that after the performance we could work things out. I scanned back and forth a few times but couldn't find the golden blonde locks and beautiful green eyes in the crowd.

Alexia's pov

After Harry left I sat at the bar in the back corner drinking glass after glass of champagne. I normally hate champagne but they don't have any real liquor at this bar.

After about five or six glasses, or maybe it was eight I don't really remember, I felt a presence sit in the seat next to me.

"Where's your little boyfriend?" I looked to my left to see the presence belonged to Louis.

"I don't know" I huffed taking another drink "and he's not my boyfriend"

"He broke up with you already?" Louis chuckled.

"No" I said feeling a tear roll down my cheek that I didn't even know about, I've always been an emotional drunk.

"Woah, don't cry love" Louis said placing a hand on my shoulder "I didn't mean it like that"

"Why are you suddenly being nice to me?" I asked wiping my cheeks "we hate each other, remember?"

"We've known each other for years Alexia, I don't hate you" he said "I know I was rude sometimes when we were younger but that was only because I thought you were pretty"

"Really?" I asked "I always thought you hated me"

"Of course not" he said "why don't we go somewhere a little more private"

I was a little skeptical of Louis suddenly being so kind to me but maybe it was the alcohol in my body that made me believe him.

"Okay" I said glancing around to see Harry walking on stage, I stood up from my bar stool and grabbed a bottle of champagne and two wine glasses and walked upstairs to my room with Louis following promptly behind me.