Being paul's daughter

Chapter 25

~Fight~

"How about we get breakfast?" Harry suggest as we roam around the hallways.

"That sounds like a good idea to me." I say.

"I thought you would like that idea." He says. I turn to look at him and he in grinning at the ground.

"Oh now, what's that suppose to mean?" I ask and he looks at me smiling.

"Oh nothing. I just thought you would like to go eat." He says.

"Mr. Styles are you calling me fat?" I ask in even though I know he is joking.

"We'll I'm not saying that chair broke on its on" he says referring to the chair I broke this morning when we woke up. He laughs and I punch him in the shoulder.

"Ok first of all you pushed me into that chair and second of all a baby could have sat in that chair and it would have broken." I defend and he laughs.

"Ok, but I don't know a baby that big." He jokes and I punch his arm gaining an ow from him. "I'm joking! I'm joking." He through a his hands up in mock surrender.

"You better he cause you know I would beat your arse." I tell him and he laughs.

"Not anymore. I've been taking lesson and I'm pretty sure I could take you now." He says as we as we approach the breakfast room. We walk in laughing with smiles on our face. I look around the room and my eyes connect with An all to familiar set of blue ones. For a moment in seems like it's just us. That no one else is here. We are in are on little bubble. But all to soon our little bubble burst when I fill Harry's and resting onto shoulder.

I pull my gaze away from Louis and turn and look at Harry.

"What?" I ask. I didn't hear a word if what Harry said and fell bad about it.

"I asked where do you want to sit." He tells me. "Was it him?" He asks knowing about mine and Louis starry thingy.

"Yea." I nod walking toward the food tables and Harry follows. "But I'm just waiting for him to realize that this whole thing about him doing this for me is stupid and for him to come running back into my arms."

"And will you take him back?" He ask as I grab a banana.

"Of course. I told him I'd fight for him and I meant it. I'm going to talk to my dad today and I'm going to make him change his mind." I say.

"And If he doesn't?" he ask raising his eyebrows.

"Then ill still fight."i say and he nods his head.

"So your going to talk to your dad today?" he questions on grabbing food as we find seats to sit.

"Yea." I say simply.

"What are you going to say?" he ask.

"I don't know," I say and mean it. "I usually go through this big speech I want to say work out every little detail in my head but I always end up forgetting every last word and start muttering something off of instinct so I'm just not going to over think it this time." I explain and he nods.

"Well let's just eat and then we can see about the rest of the day." Harry negotiates.

"Good idea." I say grabbing my apple and taking a bite. I look around to see who fills the room. None of the other lads are here and it looks like Louis has left so great.

I'm going to have to talk to Louis to. I have a feeling if my dad does say yes and i tell Louis then he will just come running back or at least that's what I hope. So I'm going to talk to my dad, try to get an approval and if he says yes then I'm going to pretend like I haven't talked to him when I talk to Louis. Get my flow. I know it's a little exaggerated but it's what I have to do.