Salute » Harry Styles

Chapter 28

∞ Chapter 28 ∞

"Are you fucking serious?" I hear Harry swear. The unusually familiar theme song to Dora the Explorer comes onto the telly. A smile creeps up my lips, causing me to bite my lip as I stifle in my laughter.

"Harold, look you're on television!" I say teasingly, sitting upright as my head throbs.

He glares at me. "Ha ha, very funny."

"I know, I'm fucking hilarious," I say sarcastically, rubbing my forehead before groaning. "Do you have an aspirin or Advil or something?"

"On the table beside you, babe," Harry says, smiling warmly at me. The way he calls me babe or baby or love makes my insides melt. The way the affectionate words roll off of his tongue with his deep accent in the mix makes it sound sexy.

I sigh, popping in the small white pill into my mouth before washing it down with the glass of water that I am sure Harry left. My head is still throbbing and pounding, the pain subsiding only slightly. I am never drinking again.

"Fuck, what happened last night?" I look down at my attire, seeing that I am only in a tank top and then look at Harry who is shirtless. "Shit, did we fuck?"

This only makes Harry's eyes widen. "Hell no! I mean, it's not that I don't want to have sex with you, it's just that you should know I would never take advantage of you. Especially not when you're mind is blurred and there is alcohol running through your system."

"I'm sorry, I just thought that... never mind," I say, falling back against the mattress.

Harry's hand rubs small, light circles against my aching stomach. "You all right, love? Do you want anything?"

I shake my head side to side. I cover my eyesight with my hands, the sun blinding my vision. "Ugh, why did I fucking drink so much?"

A low chuckle comes from Harry's lips. "You tell me, why did you even drink in the first place."

"Well, if you didn't act like a dick and leave me, I would have been fucking fine," I snap. This hangover is fucking with my attitude. And God knows I already have a fucked up attitude.

"Jade, you know that the only reason why I was such a dick was because my father was there," he says, sliding closer to me while brushing his fingers against my cheek. "You know I would never hurt you purposefully. I love you too much for that."

This makes me clench my jaw in anger. Yes, Harry has told me many times that he loves me. But I do not love him. I can never be good enough for him. I can never be who he wants me to be.

"Stop it, stop saying that," I say, tossing the covers off of my body.

Harry gives me a puzzled expression. "Stop saying what? What's wrong?"

I stand up as he sits upright. "Stop with the I love you and the babe and baby and the are you all right?. Just stop giving me love and affection! Just say that you hate me all ready!"

"What? Baby, I could never hate you! I love-"

"Shut up!" I say, covering my ears with my hands. "Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

"Jade, I don't-"

"Why can't you hate me, all ready?" I ask, running a hand through my hair. "How can you love someone who can't even love you back? You can have any other woman in the whole world yet you chose me. Why?"

"I don't want any other woman but you, Jade! I love-"

"Stop it!" I scream at him, my cheeks heating up in anger and confusion. "I don't deserve you! I'm not good enough for you!"