pt.40

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we landed a few hours ago. i'm jet lagged as fuck and made harry hold me. i ended falling asleep in his arms.

he woke me up once we were almost to his house. "mmmm" i groaned rolling on him in the car.

he was biting his nails, looking at me nervously i sat up pulling his finger from his mouth "what" i scowled.

and he shook his head running his finger through his hair. i rolled my eyes looking out the window as we went up this hill.
he lives on he hills . no i'm not jealous at all... it was around 12 o'clock at night

we pulled into the drive way and i got up trying to grab my suitcase but bobby wouldn't let me. "can you move bobby i'm not in the mood. harrys on his period or he's hiding something" i mumbled trying to push passer him but i was to weak.

"i got it haylen go inside" i turned on my hill right into harrys arms.
"i'm not on period haylen" he whispered laughing and i smiled he grabbed my hand as we walked to his front door.

"what do you wanna do?" he asked pushing the key inside the door. i shrugged pushing the door open then then all the lights turned on.

"can we eat and cud-"

"SUPRISE!!"
my eyes widen as i looked at all the faces in the house scattered everywhere, everything was green and pink and it was just so much shit. so much people looking at me.

harry..

i started crying. pushing past everyone to get to the stairs but i felt someone grabbed my wrist i turned around hiding my sobbing red face.

"baby what's wrong" he asked and everyone got quiet. "q-quit acting like you don't know s-hit harry i told you. i fucking told y-ou i didn't wanna do anything for my birthday and you went and fuckin did this shit. god i hate you" i pulled away from his grip looking at everyone seeing niall in the crowd i walked over and quickly hugged him as everyone laughed . and i flipped them off on my way up the stairs.

i walked into harrys room plopping on his bed as the music started playing downstairs and i started sobbing. he payed all this money for me...

god i feel so sick. this is what he was talking about when he said i'd be pissed at him.

i grabbed my phone calling my mom but she didn't answer. "you okay" i heard looking at the door as niall walked in and sat on the bed next to me.

i shook my head "i-i didn't w-want him spending m-money on me niall" i cried and hugged me.

"i know. but he didn't pay for anything. he knew you'd get mad if he did so we all decided we'd pay"
i rolled my eyes "it doesn't matter who payed for it i-i don't like people buying me stuff i cry when my parents do it to" wiping my tears.

"harrys pissed" i nodded "i'm pissed to" he pulled me up into his arms "let's go downstairs"

i whined "nooo. tell them to leave" pulling away plopping on the bed.
"no. come on. you're 15 now you can't cry over everything just try to have fun for once" he said and i leaned up.

"w-well can you tell them. t-to take what they gave me away. i'll buy myself stuff" he nodded and i walked into harrys bathroom hearing niall follow after me.

i wet my face with cold water. drying it with the towel that was on my left.

"my face is red" i mumbled looking at him through the mirror

"who's fault is that?" he smirked and i rolled my eyes pulling my hair from the ponytail.

"mine" i whispered to him and he nodded slightly. "should i leave it down" he nodded and we walked out the bathroom.

we walked downstairs and everyone was having a good time doing there own thing.
this isn't so bad... i think.

i saw zayn and i went over to hug him, pulling away from his right embrace. "are you okay now" he asked and i nodded looking around the room.

"where's um- um- where's- harry" i stammered he chuckled pointing outside and i walked out the back door. the hot air of florida hitting my skin.

he was sitting out in the field looking at the view from the hills .
i walked over and sat next to him. "are you okay" he nodded not looking my way. "tell me" i demanded.

"y-you said you hated me. that embarrassing me in front of everyone " i put my hand over my mouth.

"i'm sorry. i was mad. i-i didn't mean to say that. are you crying?" he shook his head

"no. you've said it before. i didn't cry then" he finally looked at me and i melted under his intense stare. his face was sweaty his hair was everywhere, it looked fluffy and lose.

"i'm sorry" i put my hand on his face. "i don't hate you harry. i hate the things you do. like- this damn party" i whispered and his jade eyes glistening from the mood and the lights from his house.

"tell me you don't hate me"

"i just did"

"tell me again" pulling me onto his lap running my fingers through his hair.
"i don't hate you baby" i whispered putting my lips softly on his.

i bit his lip on accident pulling away afterwards feeling embarrassed. he chuckled "sorry" i ran my fingers through my hair.

"your fine" he stared at me. and i felt small. "what" i scowled and he smiled.

"you're so beautiful" i rolled my eyes.
"will you come inside with me?" i asked he nodded pecking my lips.

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