MARIGOLD |H.S. AU|

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

I think this is another favourite chapter IT MAKES ME SO SOFT - please listen to the song if you can it really creates the exact vibes. 

I love you 

When I closed the door to the bathroom and walked out into the club, I huffed in contentment.

I had made Lucie come four times, and I don't even need to ask to know that's more than Harry did.

When it comes to one-night stands, he strikes me as the selfish kind, that once a girl comes, he wants to finish and get the hell out of there.

Maybe that'll teach Lucie to find someone more worth her time.

That could've been why I did what I did. Maybe I'm looking out for her, and I know she could do better than Harry. Or maybe I just want Harry to myself because I'm a territorial bitch. The line is a bit blurred, it's somewhere between the two.

I'm back at the hotel now, and it's about 2am. I'm sat on the balcony smoking, and there's a slight breeze in the late-night summer air.

It's nice to feel the breeze against my cheeks as I inhale and exhale the smoke out into the wind. Seeing the clouds that I'm releasing ripple off into the bright lights of the city is incredibly relaxing.

It's these moments I want to recognise more, the one's I'm trying to appreciate more now since my afternoon with Lola and Rosie. The one's where you feel tranquil and peaceful, no matter how fucking crazy your life is. The one's that make you forget everything that makes your head want to explode. One's where you're just listening, and smiling, and wanting to take every ounce of your surroundings in, turning it into a memory that you don't want to forget.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do about Harry. And I swear if I had a pound for every time I've said that since I've met him, I could set up my own fucking clothing line.

I'm stupid if I think he won't retaliate to what I've done with Lucie, I know he will do something worse, and I'm not sure if I can be arsed to take it further, to retaliate a second time.

He's making me tired, and I don't want that, that's not me. I don't want to fight him anymore, but that doesn't mean I'm going to fight for him either.

He's still fucking annoying though.

I don't really have anything to say about what happened with Lucie. She didn't touch me, but that's okay, I didn't want that, I just wanted to make her come more than Harry did. To be honest it was nothing more than a competition to me.

She's an attractive girl for sure, but I just did it to piss him off. And that's fucking petty I know; I'm acting like a schoolgirl. But if I can find any way to annoy him, I will take it wholeheartedly.

I finish my third cigarette, completely abolishing my 'I'm not a smoker' mentality. I need to stop being in denial. If I'm going to get through this tour with my sanity, I need to smoke.

We're flying down to Rome tomorrow, but we're only there for two days as most of the tech team is the same and they're just getting the train down with the other models.

I don't really know why we're flying, to be honest I think Niall just wants to feel like a rich professional in his company's jet, and I really don't blame him.

The car is coming to pick us up at 6pm as our flight is at 7:30pm.

We won't need to go through security as we aren't leaving the country just yet, and the 50-minute drive to the airport will most definitely turn into an hour and 15 minutes.