Misunderstood (Harry Styles)

Chapter 14

Harry

I can't even believe what I'm hearing. I know what she thinks she's doing and I'm not going to let her, she's done nothing wrong. She thinks pushing me away is going to protect me. She's in just as much danger, we don't know what these guys are capable of.

"Masie your not going anywhere," I demanded sitting directly in front of her.

"Harry I have to, I don't want you to get hurt because of my dad," she rejected finally lifting her head to look at me.

Her sad eyes met mine. Normal people would be crying right now but not her, she's so strong. Strongest girl I've ever met.

"Your not leaving my sight Masie, you are in just as much danger and I can't protect you back in London," the words tumbling out of my mouth before I could stop them. 

"It's not your job to protect me Harry you don't need the burden, you have plenty going on as it is," Masie replied standing up abruptly and going towards the window looking out.

"Masie I care about you, more than you think," I confessed playing with my curls a little nervous in case I freaked her out more.

She turned round and pinned me with her eyes.

"You're making this harder," she whispered looking at the floor.

I walked towards her and tilted her chin to look at me. "I'm not I'm just asking for you stay," I said tucking her hair behind her ear something I had made a habit of doing. My thumb glazing her cheek.

"I don't want anything to happen to you," she whispered looking me dead in the eyes full of..fear? "Whatever my dad has got himself into can't be good Harry, we don't know what these people are capable of. I don't want you getting hurt because of me..," Masie's frightened voice shook.

"Masie I won't be able to sleep or focus on anything if you go, I will be to worried. I don't like the thought of something happening to you," I said. "You're my buttercup," I added smiling making her smile spread across her beautiful face.

"Harry trust you to make me smile in a time like this," she muttered smiling and shaking her head.

"Promise you won't leave please?" I begged her pulling her into my chest.

Masie

"Promise you won't leave please?" Harry said with begging eyes.

I really wanted to promise that I really did but my subconscious mocked me don't make promises you can't keep! I sighed she was right I couldn't say it because I didn't know what was going to happen next or what to do.

I simply leaned forward and pressed my lips against his and tangled my fingers in his curls. I felt him smile against my lips.

"Oh by the way I forgot to tell you, that the plane sex was amazing," He said cheekily winking at me.

I pushed him away. "HARRY!!" I screamed. "Your seriously bringing that up now?" I exclaimed punching his shoulder.

"Just trying to lighten the mood love. First and best plane sex I've ever had," He said biting his lip grinning at me and flopped down on my bed on his back.

"Not my first rodeo," I replied winking at him. He didn't know me at all especially not in this way. He has much to learn.

He raised his eye brows at me. "You've had sex on a plane before?" He questions sitting up resting on his elbows.

"Tut tut now that would be telling. I never have sex and tell Mr Styles. So maybe I have, maybe I haven't," I teased loving his reaction.

"Naughty girl Miss Edwards what am I going to do with you," Harry smirked up at me.

"Feed me because I'm absolutely starving," I replied clearing not thinking my words through.

Harry burst out laughing. "I can deffinatly give you something to suffice your appetite," He flirted looking down at his trousers.

I bit my lip and bolted out of the room and down to the restaurant. Harry soon followed clearly annoyed by my escape leaving him probably very blue balled.

I was escorted to a table for two in the jar corned. It had a lovely centre piece  of a lantern with a candle burning inside. Very romantic..almost too romantic for Harry and I. 

I sat down and ordered some white wine. Harry soon appeared and sat down opposite me.

"Way to leave a man hanging," He grumbled.

I smirked and looked straight into Harry's eyes. I took my foot and discreetly moved it up his leg slowly and then back down again. I bite my lip as Harry sucked in a breath.

I heard a low growl come from Harry. "You're killing me," He muttered causing me to giggle.

"So dramatic Harry," I wiggled my finger at Harry to come closer so I could whisper in his ear. "It's all about the suspense and the trying so hard to keep our hands off each other. The excitement of getting caught now that's what turned me on," I whispered and then learned back.

"Good to know I will bear that in mind," He winked as the waitress took our order.

I think both Harry and I had both had enough of talking about my dad it was such a heavy topic of conversation so we had agreed to talk about it tomorrow and devise a plan.

We had a lovely dinner with light conversation.

"So who is more wild and spontaneous you or Perrie?" Harry ask spooning cheese cake into his mouth.

"Erm..I would probably say me. Especially when I'm out clubbing. If I get in a fight you will want to run a mile trust me. Let's just put it this way, I have a quite wild and reckless side. Not many people can handle it," I replied taking a sip from my 3rd glass of wine.

"Really? You don't really seem like the type," Harry replied looking surprised.

"Harry's there's a lot you still don't know about me, some parts of my life I'm ashamed of and most of them have been when I've been wild and reckless," I said breaking eye contact with him. "I don't want you to see that side of me," I added.

"Masie nothing you could do right now would scare me away from you. I watched you pull a knife out of your bag and basically threaten to kill those men. And I'm still here arn't I?" Harry said grabbing my hand and smoothing his thumb over my knuckles.

My heart starting thumping through my chest. This boy was driving me crazy. He saw a glimmer of the other side of me today and was still here. I just hope if things are kicked up a notch he can still handle it. I don't want to hurt Harry..ever.

"My dad from a young age always had taught me how to defend myself and to always carry a weapon of some kind. I couldn't bring anything on the plane for obvious reasons. Then after what happened at the studio I stole the steak knife from dinner," I explained I almost felt ashamed. What sort of person was I.

"Masie I understand I do, I've seen the guy your dad is and I think he truly does know what the real world is like..dangerous and he only want you to know and to be able to protect yourself," Harry said sweetly.

"God you are so understanding and sweet," I exclaimed running my fingers through my hair.

Then I got up and grabbed Harry hand and pulled him up and pulled him with back to elevator and back to our hotel room.