Chapter 41
For the next three days Harry babys me.
I'd like to be that girl that says it was torture and yada yada yada. Haha. Lies.
I can guarantee if Harry Styles walked up to you and said I'm going to make you food and sing you to to sleep and cuddle with you an act like you're dating but you aren't, you wouldn't complain.
"Are you sure you don't need anything?" He asks me for the fifth time in the past ten minutes. That on the other hand gets annoying.
"Harry, I'm fine." I lying on the couch and he stands in the doorway with his arms crossed.
"I could refill your tea." He says hopefully. "You just did and I don't even drink tea."
"I could go but you a coffee?" I shake my head. "I'm fine, thank you."
"I could warm up my jumper in the dryer for you." He grins cutely. "I haven't had a fever for a day and a half. I'm feeling better." I start to stand up but he gives me a look and I sit back down.
"Just one more day."
"I'm fine really." I assure him.
"It's my fault you're sick and almost died. Let me help you." He sticks his tongue out slightly while he thinks of something else to spoil me with.
"I could run you a bath." He bites his bottom lip and he's trying so hard. There haven't been any sarcastic comments no matter how snarky I am and he hasn't inappropriately flirted once. He's been amazing. I sigh, nodding. "Okay."
I have to say, I feel so relaxed. My muscles were so tight.
And it's a really great place to think.
Harry told me he loved me. We kissed. He promised me he'd show me love, real love. Unconditional love. I want that so bad.
But it's always the ones who promise they won't that hurt you that do. It's always the one who says he loves you and then you're broken on the floor claimed as someone else's property.
Liam is going on a date tonight with an old friend from America who's in town. He said I might know her but I had to remind him how many people are in America and what the chances if that are.
I told Harry that I'm feeling much better and I'd like to get out of the house. He had to call the doctor and Paul before agreeing but gave in so Liam invited us for a double date.
I'm excited because this is the second date they've been on and he really likes her.
I exit the bathroom in jeans and a t-shirt. I pick up my converse and sit on the couch.
"We have to leave soon!" Harry yells from another part of the house.
It's huge. I keep finding rooms and I've been here for four days. I'm staying with Harry for the three weeks we're in London.
In a week I'm going to meet his mom and sister. I'm not really looking forward to it.
He walks in and I keep putting my shoes on. "Is that what you're wearing?" He asks. It's not in a mean way but I can tell he's surprised.
"Um... Yes. Is there something wrong with-oh." I look up and see that he's wearing a nice button up and a leather jacket. It's not suit and tie but it's nicer than jeans and a t-shirt. He looks dashing.
I stand up and run out of the room. I start desperately looking through my clothes for something more appealing. I look up and Harry is leaning against the doorframe. "I have nothing to wear. And I sound like a girl." I complain.
"I think you're perfect."He tells me.
"No flirting Curly. This is a crisis." I slap his chest and he surrenders.
"Alright, alright. How about this. I'll call Liam and tell him that we'll miss the movie and catch up with them for dinner and I'll call Lou, not Louis. Lou our stylist and have her come help you." I sigh.
"Okay. But I'm not wearing a dress!" I call after him and his booming laugh fills the house.
"Wouldn't dream of it!" He calls back.
"I doubt that."
A stylist? What has this world come to?
Blake Sheldon is having a stylist. Wow. I'm going mental.
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This is getting long. Wow. It's going to turn into one of those stories that has 400 parts because I don't want to finish it. Lol.
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