Proving Our Love

Chapter 18 - The Date

* Harrys POV *
I was so eager for Issy and I's date tomorrow, I had everything planned already and I hope that she would have fun. I had just gotten off the phone with the guy that would be catering for us, when Liam's name appeared on my phone. I answered it, waiting to hear his voice.

" Hey Styles", he said.

" Hi Liam, what's up?", I asked, taking off my hat as I laid on the white sheeted bed of the hotel.

" Nothing much just about to go to the gym with the boys, did you check in yet how was your flight?"

" It was good, I'm in the hotel now actually", I said.

" Oh that's good to hear, what time are you coming back?"

" Not till late tomorrow night, my flight leaves at midnight so I'll be back early in the morning", I answered.

" Oh alright, how's Issy?",he asked. I thought back to her bruise on her arm, and how she wouldn't tell me how she got it.

" Um, she's pretty good, Im hoping", I said.

" What do you mean your hoping? I thought you went to go see her?", he asked confused.

" I did, it's just that I noticed she had a bruise around her wrist, like someone grabbed her, and she won't tell me the real reason how she got it", I explained.

" Well what reason did she give you?"

" That she had a hair tie wrapped around it too tightly", I said. I still didn't believe that, even as her repeated excuse left my mouth.

" How do you know that's not the real reason?", he asked.

" Because, I wear hair ties around my wrist all the time for my hair, and it leaves red marks, but never bruises Liam, plus her ex boyfriend showed up and he looks like he treated her like shit, and I found out that he's the one who's been sending me those texts. So if you put two and two together, I think he's the one, if it was a person who did that to her, that made it."

" Im sure its just a misunderstanding Harry, but I'm sure she will tell you what the real reason , if your right, is soon", I nodded at his reassuring words.

" Thank you Liam, you always know what to say Mrs Horan", I said , calling him to what he referred as himself now. But I was scrolling through his twitter while he was on speaker phone and saw it was a baker now.

" Oh I'm sorry, I mean thank you Mr. Baker." He laughed, calling me stupid before he had to get off the phone. I was about to put it down, but it beeped, notifying me I got a text.

'Guess I don't have to be anonymous anymore in your contacts', it read, an actual number appearing above the words now. I wasn't a person to judge quickly, or say rude things, but seriously? This guy was a complete ass.

* Issys POV *
I was sitting on the kitchen counter, not wanting to sit on the stool. I didn't know why, but I liked being at a higher elevation. I was eating chocolate chip cookies that I had made about half n hour ago. I just had a craving for them. But I shouldn't be eating them, considering I still didn't have a proper lunch. I hadn't finished my burger even after Harry left, which was hours ago.

I jumped off the counter, wanting to get something to drink, when I heard my phone play its familiar ringtone. I picked it up, answering it and putting whoever it was on speaker phone, while I cleaned off my chocolatey fingers.

"Hello?", a female's voice questioned.

" Hey Em, I'm here", I responded, getting myself a water bottle from the fridge.