The Way Things Work

Chapter Twenty Nine

"Pass a beer?" Harry looked to Niall.

"Are you sure that's the best idea?"

"I'll be fine, just pass it." Niall regretfully obliged. But, it turned to be a mistake as one turned into two and two turned into three and so on. By the time Harry stumbled back up to his flat he had downed a total of six and a half beers. 

"So will you stay here with me?" Louis looked deeply into your eyes as you lied in his arms.

"I would love too, but what about Eleanor?"

"She'll probably be staying across town with her friend Danielle for a bit. Have you met her?"

"Kind of, we only said a total of three words together as she ransacked Liam's apartment."

"Oh, well typically she's really sweet." He smirked as he kissed your temple. 

"I bet." You sighed.

"So do you want to bring your stuff down here?"

"Sure!" You chirped eagerly.

"Okay but there is one thing." He squinted his eyes and your stomach sank.

"W-What's wrong."

"Nothing for me, it's just that we have a single bed." His cheeks rose a pinkish shade and you held his hand.

"It's okay with me, I-I trust you."

"I'm so glad." You looked down and began laughing to yourself causing the curiosity to rise from Louis. "What's so funny?" He almost sounded hurt as if he thought you were laughing at him. 

"I was just thinking about how when Sarah first came she was so annoyed because there were two beds at Liam's place; his seems to be the only one with two beds."

"Well Niall's does too in case she were to stay there." He laughed.

"Only Sarah." You giggled to yourself. "Shall I get my stuff?"

"Of course my dear." He smiled at you. You went to get up but he grabbed your hand before you walked away. "Should I come?"

"I'll be okay, I don't have that much stuff anyways."

"Not what I meant, what about Harry?"

"He's probably still out with Angel."

"Alright. Call me if something happens?" 

"Of course." He pulled you in for a short kiss before letting you walk out the door.

When you arrived up at the flat you simply pushed the door in. You saw Harry on the couch, completely disengaged as you slipped past to pack your things. Before leaving you slipped into a big, loose hoodie and a pair of denim shorts. You slipped everything you owned, still not much, into the same duffle you came with and began to head out. You turned at the kitchen and walked straight into Harry. His eyes were fiery and fierce as he came to your level.

"Where do you think you're going?" He growled in your ear.

"Just t-to s-see Louis." You shuddered in fear.

"I don't think so." Harry slipped his hand under your sleeve and took a hold of your wrist, too tightly. 

"P-Please just let me go." You whimpered. 

"Fine!" He shouted as you stumbled backward and landed on the cool, unforgiving floor. Your back hit the ground with such force a yelp escaped your lips as the tears were immediately on set. "Why do I even want you here? You're here because they are paying you! They're right, no one loves me unless they are paid."