wedding buddies ↠ harry styles ✓

ELEVEN

Carrington Hill

We walked away from the restaurant so that our little argument wasn't heard by those who were around. It wasn't even an argument I was just pissed off because Harry said he would pay then told me to get over myself. And that had done my head in badly.

Of course I appreciated that he paid because it was a lovely gesture but he bloody agreed to let me pay half of our meals! That's what got me going mad and I just wanted to slap his ass. I wasn't one on smacking people across the face because I didn't want to be touched like that either plus he didn't deserve it. I wasn't anyone to him.

I was just furious.

"Are you seriously gonna be like this for the rest of the night? Because if so it'd be better for both of us to just stop this date here and go back to our rooms," he said and that made me even more pissed off.

"Beep, wrong fucking answer," I said in a monotone voice as I walked in a normal speed next to him. Did he really think I was just gonna let go of this situation? If so He was so damn wrong. "Why did you do that?"

"I wasn't going to start dividing the price between us and I sure as hell wasn't going to let the lady handle the cash. I wanted to go to the beach because you wanted to go and you seemed happy and excited. I didn't wanna waste any time."

"Don't even turn this on me," I shook my head as a forced chuckle left my lips. There wasn't anything I could do or he could do, I had to cool down myself and that was gonna take a while. "I hate when people say one thing then do something else."

"Okay!" he said a bit louder. "Fucking hell, I'm sorry, okay?! I'm sorry for asking you out on a date and then ruining it by paying for our meals. I am sorry, alright? Let's just call it a night; I'll see you tomorrow or whatever."

And then he walked off.

He literally just walked off and left me standing by myself where we were exchanging our kind of harsh, but more so loud words. I couldn't believe what he had done, I didn't even know how my mind processed it that quick because I found myself wanting to scream in his face and actually fight him.

Why did he walk away like a little baby instead of talking through this situation like normal people? He told me what he wanted and then fucked off. Not to mention he said he was sorry for asking me out on a date! Did he really have to say that?

That made me feel like shit for getting pissed off with the fact that he went against his own words. God, I was absolutely fuming, the words chosen by me, even in my mind, were rather colourful but I wasn't surprised.

I swore a lot when I was mad. But then again, I swore a lot in general. It is a way of expressing yourself and I think that's great. Although not the point.

When I was back in my room I went straight to the bathroom to get the makeup off my face and got in the shower because I was sweating like crazy so I had to refresh myself a little. I texted Mia asking what she was doing when I sat on my bed with a towel around my body but I didn't get a reply right away. That just sort of made me think I probably texted her while she was having sex with her husband because that's what newlyweds do, right?

Fuck like rabbits.

With a frustrated sigh leaving my mouth, I decided to watch something on my laptop once I put on my shirt and shorts and got in bed. My mind kept replaying the date that started off perfectly and ended horribly.

An hour later, I still couldn't stop thinking about what a dick move that was. We could have just talked about it or we could have dropped the subject. I was going to deal with it on my own, I always solve stuff independently as I was used to it. But I guess not everyone's used to my short temper.