My Difficult Life As Louis Tomlinson's Sister

Chapter 69

Harry and I walked arm in arm out of his bedroom. I only wore my underwear and one of his T-Shirts and he only wore his sweatpants.

I giggled as his hand landed every few seconds on my bum.

We were on our way in the kitchen to eat breakfast, well it was more lunch time but yeah we always sleep till midday.

Today was a special day for both of us. It was the first time we would be on a event as a couple. I was really excited. Harry was kinda calm but I think it was just a show.

Today was the Burberry fashion show and Harry and I were both invited.

I bought a really cute outfit for today (outfit in the sidebar).

Harry was going to wear a black shirt, black trousers, black shoes and a black coat. I couldn't wait to finally see him in his handsome outfit.

"When is the driver coming?" I asked Harry and he looked on the watch.

"3 hours." He said calmly while my eyes widened in panic.

"Are you serious?! I have to shower, to do my makeup and hair and then I have to be dressed!" I said in panic and Harry chuckled.

"It's enough time, babe. You don't have to wear makeup. You look beautiful without." Harry said and I rolled my eyes.

"It's a fashion show! I don't want to look like I just got up, well which is true because I really did just get up." I hissed at him and he grinned.

"Feisty are we this morning?" He asked me smirking and I rolled my eyes.

"It's midday, Harold." I said pissed.

"Well, let us eat and then we can shower and all this stuff, alright?" He asked me.

"I'm not hungry anymore." I said and Harry sighed.

"Oh c'mon, don't start this not eating stuff again." Harry said sighing. He got annoyed slowly.

"Are you serious, Harold? I'm just not hungry." I said and this time growled my tummy.

"When did you eat the last time?" He asked me while running a hand through his hair.

"Yesterday evening at mine." I answered and he raised his eyebrows.

"Are you sure?" Was he serious? He really didn't believe me?

"Yeah, I am sure. Wow, I can't believe you think I started this again just because I'm not hungry for once!" I yelled at him and he just chuckled - he fucking chuckled!

"Babe, your tummy is growling like you didn't eat in ages and you wonder why I ask you plus you had an eating disorder." Harry said and I rolled my eyes.

"Well, how you can see on my body I am still eating." I said and Harry groaned.

"Gosh, how many times do I have to tell you that you are beautiful just the way you are!" He said frustrated and I rolled my eyes.

"I can't believe you stopped eating again!" Harry yelled now at me.

"I fucking didn't stop eating! I am still eating! Why don't you believe me?!" I yelled at him as well, but I didn't wait for an answer. I stormed out of the kitchen and locked in the room which was mine a long time ago. There was still my stuff inside. I walked in my bathroom and took a cold shower. I let my tears stream down my face. Why wouldn't Harry believe me? Did I maybe lose a little bit weight? Was I maybe thinner? Or was it because he didn't trust me?

Two and 3/4 hours later was I finally dressed and my hair and makeup was fixed. I didn't look that bad. Harry didn't try to talk to me for the whole time. So now Harry and I were going to go to the fashion show while we were mad on each other - perfect day.