Vans (Sequel to Converse) |h.s|

Chapter 30

 When we got into the car I sat down in a huff.

   "Wow, okay. What was that, 'Sugar Daddy Styles' thing?" he asked sounding a little frightened and a little confused.

   "A fan of your's tweeted me saying that you were just paying for everything, blah blah blah, and that you're my sugar daddy. I think it's quite funny, really." I said laughing.

  "I am kind of sick and tired of the fans always being rude to you. I really don't like it one bit." he said sounding quite aggrivated.

  "Babe, really. It's fine. I don't care, I relly do understand where they are coming from." I said showing a weak smile.

  "You have such sad eyes." Harry said randomly.

   "What? How?" I asked confused.

  "You have these sharp blue eyes, but they look so sad. I want to know something, and please be completely honest with me babe." he said grabbing my hand.

  "Okay, yeah. Go ahead." I said smiling.

  "Two questions really. One; are you completely happy being with me?" he asked timidly.

  "Of course, babe. You have made my life a thousand times better. I love you so much. Why would you even ask that?" I said.

    "I don't really know, I just wanted to ask. My second question is; how would you feel about my family coming over for dinner this week?" he asked putting on his seatbelt.

  "I would rather enjoy that, Harry. So, I am finally girly enough for your mom to really sit down and have a meal with?" I asked sarcastically.

  "Athena, when I said those things I was being dumb. I shouldn't have tried to change you. I fell in love with you the way you are, babe." he said finally hitting the rode again.

  "Do you know what you're going to miss while you're on tour?" I asked breaking the awkward silence.

     "No, what?" he asked anxiously.

  "My nineteenth birthday." I said with a fake frown.

         "Well, you'll have to come to a concert on that day, if there is one." he said pulling into a McDonald's drive through. "What do you want, sweety?"

 "I'll just have a cheeseburger." I said trying to make myself seem less fat.

    "I'll have two cheeseburger meals, with a Dr. Pepper." he said flashing me a quick smirk.

   "That's not what I told you to order for me." I said pulling myself up more in my seat.

  "Whoops, I must've misheard you." he said grinning.

       "Harry Edward Styles, I know you heard me." I pouted.

 "Oh well, what are you going to do about it?" he asked raising his eyebrows.

  "Oh, you will see."