Day by Day

Stubborn

I loathe him. 

"Wait!"

I get out of the car, throwing the door of his precious car as hard as I can. I get my keys out and open the door. I rush upstairs and throw my purse on the bed. I hear the door shut closed and his steps around the house. Harry comes in the room, breathing heavily.

He looks at me angry. I know he is angry, but so am I. "We're not done talking."

"Well I am done talking to you!" I look at him as I shout. I move to the closet and take off my shirt and pants. I put on some shorts and one of his shirts. I shouldn't be wearing one of his shirts. Harry stands in my way, against the door of the bathroom. "Move Harry, I'm not in the mood."

"I'm not in the mood either, but you will listen to me." He pisses me off so much. He's so annoying.

"Listen to you? You already yelled everything you had to say in front of everybody!" I throw my arms in the air, reaching my boiling point.

"Well I wouldn't have said it in front of everybody if you would've been more careful! Do you understand how stupid it was what you did? You could've gotten hurt!" He's such an idiot and I'm about to punch him for shouting at me. 

"Said it?! Said it?! You yelled at me in front of almost everybody we know for God's sake! I can take care of myself!" He is the most infuriating guy on the planet.

"I can take care of myself, unlike you!"

"I don't want to see you right now! Move, I need to brush my teeth. Move!"

I put my hands on his chest and push him to the side but he won't move, he's too strong for me. He grabs my wrists between us and I try to get away from his touch but his touch only gets more firm.

"Let me go! I need to brush my teeth!" He takes both of my wrists on one of his big hands and places them against his chest, I can feel his heart beating fast against my hands. The other hand goes to my chin, pulling my head up but I move away from his touch, looking to the side.

"Hey...", he says in a softer tone, "look at me." His hand goes back to my chin, raising my head. I let him grab my chin this time to pull my head up and meet his eyes.

"Why did you do that?"

"Why?! Are you seriously asking me why?! You know Harry you're a smart guy but sometimes you're an idiot! Let me go!" I shout at him, trying to release my hands from his hold. I look to the side again. I'm so mad right now.

"Baby, calm down", once again, he moves my head so his eyes meet mine. "You calm down! Let me go Harry."

"Why did you do that?" I don't answer. "Answer my question." His tone is demanding but soft at the same time. 

"Well why do you think, genius?! They were talking awful things about you and you know I can't stand it when someone-", he puts his four fingers on my mouth to silence me.

"I've told you many many times that I can handle that. People talk shit about me all the time, it does get to me but I can handle it now, unlike before. It's okay."

I feel so stupid now. I must've made a fool out of myself. But I had to stop them from bad-mouthing Harry. "I was trying to defend you." I look down at the floor. His head moves lower and his knees bend down to reach my height.

"I know. I'm sorry I screamed at you in front of everybody but I got so angry, you could've gotten hurt. And the thought of you getting hurt just... I can't stand it. I understand why you did what you did but, God you're so stubborn..." He rests his forehead against mine and our breathing slows down. "I've told you many times not to listen to people, if you act on it you can get hurt baby."

"They were saying awful things about you and I hate it, they don't even know you. They have no idea how wonderful you are and it pisses me off that they think they can judge you and talk bad about you."

He takes a deep breath before talking. "People are always gonna judge me, always gonna say bad things, but I've learned how to ignore it and you should too. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine."

"No, I do worry about you. Harry, you've grown so much as a person and you're so much stronger than before. I'm just afraid that if you hear all those bad things, all those feelings are going to come back. I don't want you to feel bad or less about yourself."

He breaks the contact from our foreheads and brings my hands to his mouth. Harry kisses every single one of my knuckles from both of my hands. "Right now, all I care is what the boys and my family think of me. What you think of me. Don't care about what anyone else has to say about me."

"I think so many things about you."

"Like what?" His lips soflty kiss the pads of my fingers.

"Like how funny you are, honest, generous, kind and sarcastic you are. That feeling you make me feel every time you look at me, kiss me, touch me, smile at me, laugh with me, laugh at me. I love everything about you. That's why I had the urge to defend you. I want to take care of you."

"You already take care of me by cooking dinner, playing with my hair, hugging me, telling me to pick up my clothes..." We both stifle a small smile. "And so much more. I'm sorry I screamed at you earlier."

I'm angry at him one minute and the next I'm so in love with him. "I'm sorry I didn't listen to you. I know I pushed your buttons."

"I know what you were doing. But next time just ignore them. Don't do this ever again. I'm not gonna be there all the time to stop you from punching guys who are saying shit about me." I smile at his words. He lets go of my hands and my arms move to rest around his neck. His hands his rest on my hips and then his arms move around my body.

"You are so stubborn but so determined. You're willing to go to the limit to defend someone you care about."

"Someone I love." I correct him and press my lips against his. Our noses brush each other and our foreheads meet.

"You went crazy, if I hadn't stopped you, you would've actually punched that guy on his face." He says with a laugh. All the tension is gone now and we can finally get over our little fight.

"Well he deserved it. No one talks bad about my man and gets away with it in front of me." I say with my most intimidating voice and Harry laughs at me. "Hey don't laugh, I was defending your honor."

"I know baby, thanks. You have my back." He says between laughs. I move my hands down his back and pat his shoulder blades. "I do."

He comes down to kiss my jaw and his head nudges in my neck to hug me tight. He lifts me from the floor and my chin rests on his shoulder. The hug is warm and honest, somehow we're protecting each other from everything out there that can hurt us.

But nothing will ever hurt us.

"I'm glad we're over this but I still need you to move, I have to brush my teeth." Harry rises his head from my shoulder and laughs in my face so hard that his eyes shut hard. His smile is big and his laughter is loud.

I love him.

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