Disconnected | H.S.

T W E L V E

Walking into the suite, I find Harry wide awake but sprawled across the bed. He stares directly at me as I cross the floor.

"Where'd you go baby?" He asks. The nerve this guy has. I am not his baby and I will never be. I completely ignore him as I make my way out onto the balcony, sitting in the white chair out there. I hear his footsteps and he appears outside. He's holding the bed sheets loosely around his waist. "What? You're ignoring me now?" He's irritated but I don't care. I cross my arms and legs then look out into the city of Orlando.

"What am I to you, Mr. Styles?" I query. "Am I just someone you use for pleasure? A toy to you?" I turn my face to him slowly, our eyes meeting. His eyebrows are furrowed in confusion and his lips are pursed.

"Where is this coming from Tayten?" He questions. "I've wanted you for the past 6 months. You've been all I can think about every single waking day of my life since I first laid eyes on you. I'm not using you for pleasure, you aren't just some toy, I want you for you." I can see he's telling the truth but I'm still not sure if I can believe him or not. "What has got you into thinking like this?"

"I went down to the vending machine in the lobby because I wanted a snack. When I was getting the candy bar, a girl came up to me. She asked me about you and then she questioned me about things that were completely true. I had figured she was one of your past assistants whom you had slept with and she was just trying to warn me about you." I explain.

"I'll explain to you about all my past assistants but first, I want you to show me who this girl is. I feel like I may know who you're talking about." Now I'm the one who's confused. "Let me put some clothes on and we'll go down to the lobby to see if she's down there." I just nod as he enters the suite again.

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Down in the lobby, I spot the girl in the same spot I left her. I tell Harry that I see her and we both walk over to her.

"What're you doing here Molly?" He asks, aggravation filling his voice.

"That's not a way to welcome a girl Harry." She giggles. What the fuck is this?

"Tayten, this girl is my stalker. I met her at a party when I was 17 and talked to her because I felt bad for everyone picking on her. She's been obsessed with me ever since." My eyes widen. A stalker? Really? "She's known everything about every girl I've ever been with because her dad is in the F.B.I. so she looks anyone up in their system."

"Oh you like me Harry and you know it." She says then goes to touch his chest but I immediately stop her, smacking her hand away from him.

"Don't touch him." I spit. Harry has a smirk spread across his face but she's clearly surprised and pretty angry with me.

"You'll be mine one day Harry Styles!" She shouts then stomps out of the hotel. I turn back to him to see he's still smirking.

"I've got my own cute little body guard." He taunts then begins poking my sides, causing me to giggle. I quickly jog toward the elevator but he follows.

"Don't poke my sides! It tickles!" I declare, pushing his hands away from me.

"Oh c'mon. Your giggle is so cute." He remarks. I shake my head as the elevator doors open. I step in and so does he. I press our room floor button.

"Do you know what the best part about fighting is?" He asks as we wait for the elevator to stop.

"No, what?"

"Make-up sex."

I giggle. "We didn't even have a real fight. Just a misunderstanding." Now he seems disappointed.