This Love 2

chapter 7

Songs for this Chapter:

Adorn - Miley Cyrus

Strong- One Direction

Cleo's P.O.V

The look on his face seemed like he had no intentions to stop slapping that wet shirt on me he finally stopped when he realized that I could barely breathe because me crying so damn hard. It felt like someone was constantly throwing rocks at me with a lot of force.

He needs to know how to control his temper at me, I'd rather him take his anger out on one of those punching things that hand from the ceiling. I don't care what he does I just don't want him throwing things, or fighting me like I'm some guy that pissed him off.

He works out way more than I do.. well, I don't work out much, I'd rather eat potato chips all day and sit on my ass, it's something I enjoy doing. But, his strength and punches mask over mine by far and he doesn't realize that while he's taking his frustration out on me.

I heard Harry while I was under the sheets trying to force myself to go to sleep, but I ended up crying myself to sleep instead. Either way, I'm awake now and laying in the bed watching television and ignoring Niall. He keeps saying "It's noon, come on" "Cleo, I'm sorry" "Are you going to get up" "Babe, come on" And some other shit that I've tuned out.

"You aren't made of glass, move." I tell him whenever his head blocks the middle of the TV, making it hard for me to see.

"Keep your eyes to yourself." I walk to the bathroom in a shirt and underwear. After I slam the bathroom door, I take a shower and get ready. I make sure to wear the jeans that make my ass look great, but if I take them off my small butt is back to normal and I put on my black v-neck to show just enough cleavage to get his attention. I straighten my hair, neatly do my makeup, and spray perfume on that I don't really use much, but it smells good so why not.

"I never noticed how long your hair has gotten," Niall says to me while I brush my hair one last time before we leave.

The necklace he bought me still hangs around my neck, although I'm pissed off at him, I don't think I'll ever take it off.

"It was like this yesterday." I put my phone in my wallet and we leave the room.

"I like your pants, I- I mean your outfit." Niall says as we get in his car. I want to ride in mine.

"I bet you do." I put my sunglasses and listen to the radio.

"Not here," Piper laughs and shakes her head at Harry when he grabbed her butt while we walk inside the mexican restaurant. Niall holds my hand and I squeeze my fingers against his, making him yank his hand away from mine.

"Cleo, I said I'm sorry. Please, stop acting like this." He bends down and tells me in my ear.

While we wait for our appetizer to come out, which is chips and salsa, Niall snakes his hand around my waist and pulls me closer, so I punch the side of his leg and we laugh at whatever Harry and Piper were laughing at.

"Did you want any salsa?" Niall asks me while I chew on my plain chip.

"Obviously not, if I'm allergic to tomatoes. "

"Sorry, it slipped my mind." I look up at Harry whenever he kicks my leg under the table, giving me a look like "what's going on with you two?" I shake my head, no, because I kind of don't want anyone in our business about this.

Our food is brought to us and Harry listens to Piper and watches me glare up at Niall every time he'd do something that would irritate me.

"Can you let me at least let me put my arm around you?" He says in my hair, so no one can read his lips. I chew my food and don't answer him, I feel his arm go around my waist and I don't move it.