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Ellie's P.O.V

The dinner isn't as messy as I thought it would be. Sure, his sister hates my guts. At least his mom and I had some fun.

She's surprisingly sweet. She kept telling me that we should hang out, just the two of us. 

I'm just happy things aren't awkward between us. She must think I'm a great assistant. 

Harry's oddly silent on the way back home. I don't bother asking what's wrong, he probably won't tell me anyway.

We arrive at the hotel and I hop out of the car. I turn back to see Harry resting his head on the steering wheel.

I climb back into the car and close the door. "What happened?"

"I'm just not in the best mood right now."

That's a semi-answer. At least he isn't acting okay when he's not.

"Do you want company?" 

He lifts up his head and gives me a sad smile. "No, thank you."

Not gonna lie, I'm shocked he doesn't. Especially with me. I know he's been dying to get me alone.

"Okay," I smile. "I'm going to be at the bar for a little. You know where to find me."

He watches me get out of his car and go into the hotel. Then, he puts his head back down.

Weird. I wish I knew what was bothering him. 

Whatever, I can take my own problems to the bar.

The bartender sees me and I can already sense the hesitation. 

"I'll limit myself," I promise. He doesn't believe me, but serves me anyway.

Amateur. At least he's making good money. 

I nurse my cup and people watch in the bar. It's a little before dinner so there aren't too many people. 

Then again, normal timelines don't exist in hotels.

"Guess who?" A raspy voice whispers in my ear. I turn to see Louis!

"Hey!" I smile.

He chuckles and takes a seat next to me. The bartender slides him a drink without asking. Interesting.

"Whatcha doing here?" I ask.

He shrugs. "Came to see the lad but he wasn't in his room."

"Ahh," I sigh. "He's not doing too hot today. He said he wants to be left alone."

"Even from you?" He fakes surprise.

I roll my eyes and laugh. "I know right? Can't believe his world doesn't revolve around me!"

We both chuckle for a minute. In all honestly, I'm very surprised he doesn't want me to comfort him; offended even. I know things are still weird between us, but that's from my side. I'd still expect him to want me around, especially with the way he's been acting recently. 

"So, how's the gal?" I ask about Eleanor, distracting myself from Harry.

"She's good! I miss her so much and can't wait to see her again," he grins. "She wants to apologize for that night. She feels awful about what happened."

I cringe, remembering it. I was such a mess. Poor Eleanor had to witness me have several breakdowns. "For what? She was an angel. You made a good choice."

Louis beams at the compliments of his girlfriend. 

We chat mindlessly, sipping our drinks. I really do limit myself to one drink. The bartender lingers around, ready to refill me at any second.