Nialls model sister (COMPETED)

Chapter 31

Ashton pov: I wore a long sleeved red dress with black leggings underneath. It clung to my body in ways that pleased me and I finished my makeup. My hair was lightly curled at the ends. I sprayed perfume I had found the other day in some fancy French store. It smelled great and it was my new favorite. With an awkward look from the cashier I bought four. It was a cute bottle, shaped like a heart with a little bow on it. I put my phone into a clutch bag along with my Chapstick. I came out of the bathroom to find Harry fixing his tie. “Need help?” I smiled at a frustrated Harry. He nodded. When he looked up at me he gave me a look that made me blush. “You look…wow, um, breathtaking.” He said. I smiled and thanked him. I fixed his bow tie. “This dinner must be pretty special.” I said searching for my black heels. “Yes, very. And here.” Harry laughed pushing the heels I was looking for toward me. I put them on and grabbed a coat. “Alright. I’m ready now.” Harry took my hand and of course, we took a taxi. We stopped in front of the Eiffel Tower. Harry led me out. No freaking way. “Would you like to have a fancy dinner with me the whole way up there?” Harry asked pointing to the top of the tower. “Oh my, yes! You’re the best, babe.” I hugged him tightly and he laughed. “Only for you.” The smile would not come off my face. We took an elevator and I expected to see people visiting also. “Why isn’t anyone else here?” I asked. “Baby, I rented out the whole tower.” I gasped. “Harry that had to cost a fortune!!” I was slightly worried. “Angel, have you seen my paycheck? I could pay for this twice with it. It’s fine. Don’t worry.” I nodded and took his hand again. “Plus, technically I only rented the top. No one else is allowed up here until we’re done. So, no one wants to come up. Resulting in, having it all to ourselves.” I smiled. Harry gave names, showed his ID and we took a long elevator ride to the top of the beautiful building. My arms stayed around his waist he whole time we went up. We finally made it to the top and I couldn’t help the smile spreading across my face. It was beautiful. Harry pulled out the chair for me and I smiled. Harry sat in front of me. He lifted the top off of a dish and revealed my delicious looking dinner then he did his. We started eating. I stared off into the view chewing on my chicken. I started thinking about Harry and I. I learned that the first fight as a married couple is always the worst. I read on the internet once that it actually ended a marriage two weeks after it began. I couldn’t think of anything Harry and I would fight over so I wasn’t that worried. Then again, who knows. “Baby.” Harry said interrupting my thoughts. “Hm?” I turned toward him. “You okay?” I nodded. “Sorry, got distracted by the view. It’s beautiful.” I said admiring it quickly again. “Just like you.” I blushed and picked at my food. We finished eating quietly and Harry stood up and grabbed my hand. He led me to the edge and I stopped. “Trust me, it’s safe. I wouldn’t let you get hurt.” I slowly nodded and pressed my body to the railing. Harry wrapped his arms around my waist and set his chin on my head. We spend a while in silence just looking out and admiring the sky and view. Harry twirled me around a few times then kissed me. We cleaned up our mess on the table and got ready to leave. It started raining. “No! You can’t ride he elevator while it rains!” Harry said angrily. My coat had no hood so there was no use. Harry and I ran down all of the steps. Halfway down I slipped and my heel broke. “Ow!” I sat on my bum examining the broken three inch heel. My ankle twisted on the way down when I fell. I felt a few hot tears run down my face. “Ashton, come on.” Harry groaned. “It’s not my fault! It’s not like I purposely fell down and hurt myself.” I said removing my other shoe. “Are you gonna get up? Let’s go!” He ordered. I rolled my eyes and got up. I walked in front of him, annoyed that he hadn’t even asked if I was okay. I wiped the tears from falling off my face. “Why are you crying?” He asked from behind me. “Didn’t you just see me fall down the steps? It hurt.” I said softly, careful not to set the bomb off. He didn’t say anything. We made it outside and I called for a cab. He let us in quickly. “Didn’t let the lady get under ya jacket or a hood, ya?” The guy said. Harry mumbled a sorry and shrugged. I was silent the whole ride to the hotel. Harry kept trying to talk to me and I pretended that my eyes were closed and I was half asleep. We got back into the warm hotel and into our honeymoon suite. “Ashton? Where’s my watch?” Harry called out from the bathroom. “Probably on your wrist..” I said. Harry rummaged around for a while then swore. “That was an expensive *** watch!” He groaned. “Which one?” I asked. “The silver one.” “That I got you?” I asked. He nodded. I sighed. “I don’t know what to tell you. Maybe it’s somewhere you haven’t looked.” I was undressing and undoing my hair. I brushed my hair then put it back in a lazy ponytail. “Where’s my toothbrush?!” Harry yelled. I rolled my eyes. “To the left, Harry. You moved them because they were in your way.” After he brushed his teeth he came out. I walked in and attempted to take the dress off. “Haz, will you help me take this off please?” I asked. “Do it yourself for once!” He yelled. I rolled my eyes. Whatever was up his bum wasn’t giving him a good mood. After five minutes of attempts I gave up. I walked out to Harry. “Please Harry? I can not do it. I can’t reach. I apologize for not having long arms.” I said crossing my arms over my chest. “Don’t need to get sarcastic on me.” He mumbled. He yanked the zipper down. “Oops.” He handed me the broken zipper over my shoulder and that was it. “Are you serious?! What is your problem tonight?” Harry just stared at me. “It’s not my fault you misplaced your watch. The one you set on the stupid bedside table this morning. Sorry you can’t remember what happened this morning! Here you go. The stupid watch that costed me a fortune.” I was fuming. “You don’t know what I paid for this dress, Harry. It. Was. A. Lot. But it’s okay, because now I’ll never get to wear it again. Nice job for making this the best day ever then ruining the night. I’m sleeping on the couch.” I said taking the dress off my body. “Good. I won’t have someone up my bum all night.” Harry said. I laughed. “I’m glad. You just ruined what is suppose to be the city of love. Great job. I’ll see you in the morning. If you’re so grumpy, go to bed. I won’t bother you anymore!” The pantyhose came off and I replaced them with warm socks. I put pajama pants on and took my bra off for a jumper. I took the makeup off quickly. “Fine. Can’t wait to see you flirt with the delivery boy in the morning. ‘Have a nice day ma’am, even though I’ve heard you have a husband every day you’ve been here I’ll still stare at your bum and let you look like an idiot for not noticing.’ Gosh.” Harry said in a mocking voice. I rolled my eyes. “Harry just shut up. Go to bed.” I said quietly. I grabbed my phone and charger from the beside table. “This isn’t over!” Harry bellowed standing up. I stood quietly listening to him yell about things that didn’t even make sense. Apparently I’m already an awful wife and much more. Tears now ran down my face as he yelled at me. “Do not cry.” He ordered. “Shut the hell up! Don’t tell me not to cry! Don’t talk to me like I’m a rag doll. If you don’t wake up on the right side of the bed tomorrow, I guess I’ll have to go to my surprise place all by myself.” I slammed the door that divided the bedroom from the rest of the large hotel area and stomped to the couch. I grabbed the hotel phone and ordered. I ordered an ice cream sundae and cookies. With the blanket wrapped around me I walked to the door. I rolled my eyes seeing the usual boy. “Don’t you go to other rooms?” I asked. He smiled. “Guess not.” He handed me my junk food and I grabbed money from the table. “What?” I asked seeing the boys terrified expression. “Um, just keep it.” He stuttered and ran away. I shut the door and rolled my eyes. Harry stood at the doorframe. “Go to bed. I’m not in the mood to talk to you.” I said loudly. I heard a sigh then the door closed again. Great.