Breathing

Chapter 27

Chapter 27


The room was dark when I woke up. Harry's soft snores were heard under me. I lifted my head from his chest removing his arm from around me. Slipping from the bed I grabbed the nirvana shirt from the floor and pulled it over my head. I could hear thunder outside as rain beat against the window. I closed the door quietly walking to the kitchen. Grabbing a glass and filling it with water. I leaned against the counter starring out of the window, memories of last night flooded my mind. I smiled at the not so appropriate thoughts.

"What are you doing love?" Harry moved my hair to my right shoulder dipping his head down placing soft kiss on my neck and shoulder.


"Just thirsty" I smiled leaning into him.

"Hmm well come back to bed" he scooped me up.

"Wait my water is going to spill" I laughed.

"Hold it tight then" he started walking to the bedroom but a Knock on the door stopped us.

"Who is that? It's like 8:30?" I questioned.

"I don't know?" He sat me down on my feet before walking to the door.

He opened it but I couldn't see who it was.

"Why are you not in class? I pay good money for your education and you haven't been to class in a week?" A deep voice barked.

"I'm -" Harry was cut off by The door being pushed further open. A tall man that resembled Harry stood in the door way.

"So this is your distraction a girl?" The mans eyes were cold. He looked at me with such disgust. He stepped in pushing past Harry.

"Charlie my dad, dad this is Charlie not just a girl! She's my girlfriend" Harry's jaw was clenched.

"I don't care who she is Harry. You are here for school and school only not some slutty American girl!" I felt a pain in my chest at his words.

Slutty? Harry's dad? What?

"Excuse me? I am not slutty-" Harry rushed over.

"Love don't listen to him please" he blocked his dad from my view. I was fuming.

"I think I should go Harry-" I started.

"Yea you should I'm sure your parents had better hopes for you as well" Harry closed his eyes. His jaw clinching tighter.

"Don't talk to her like that!" Harry snapped turning around.

I walked to the bedroom pulling my shorts on and my shoes. Harry was at my side moments later.

"Love please don't leave! I'll explain to him. He's just really-"

"Mean? That's the only word I can think of" I grabbed my keys and headed towards the door. Harry on my heels. I had worse names racing through my head like prick, bastard, dick but I was not going to disrespect Harry's dad like that.

"Charlie please can we just talk about it later promise it won't be like last time!" Harry sounded desperate. His dad stood in the living room eyes locked on us.

"Yes just call me when your company leaves or something." I shot his dad a look. He snorted a laugh before shaking his head.

"Ok I love you" he kissed my forehead.

"I love you too" I spoke quietly.

"Oh for god sake. You two think you're in love?" A deep laugh erupted from the asshole a few feet away.

"Shut the fuck up dad for five minutes" Harry growled. His dad's expression went from shocked to pissed.

"Look here son. I know you think this girl loves you but she is a tramp and gold digger like the rest of them. She doesn't want you! She wants your money! I'm not going to let her ruin everything we have worked for"

Now I'm a tramp? Gold digger? What money was he even talking about?

"I swear to god if you call her anything other than her name again I will fucking-" I grabbed his arm.

"Harry it's fine. I'm going just call me ok?" I half smiled.

"It's not fine he can't talk to you like that" Harry was trying to keep his anger down I could tell.

"Let her go son" he dad ordered.

I stepped towards the door out of sight of his dad.

"It's ok I love you." I mouthed. He nodded in reply. I pulled the door closed behind me.

What the hell had just happen? I made my way to my apartment.
I need to tell Lo what had happen.

"Lo are you home?" I Knocked on her door. " Lo are you awake?" I turned the knob stepping in.

"Charlie? What's wrong?" She sat up. Niall flipped over on to his stomach.

"I don't know. Harry's dad just showed up and freaked out on him. He called me a slut, a tramp, a gold digger....I just I don't know what to do. Harry defended me but his dad was a complete prick. I mean he doesn't even know me..who says things like that to a stranger" I was pacing back and forth. My thoughts spilling out of my mouth.

"Wow Hun slow down his dad called you what?" She started climbing out of bed.

"Harry's dad is a complete asshole he talked to Harry like he was a child it was so disrespectful like I-"

"Ok let's kick this pricks ass where's my sweat pants" she started rummaging through a pile of clothes.

"Babe what are you doing?" Niall's sleepy voice called from the bed.

"Did you know Harry's dad was a dick?" She stood starring at him.

"Of course he is. He owns an advertising company in the UK. He's like the top company in the London and the surrounding areas." Niall yawned.

"That doesn't mean he can be a pretentious asshole" Lo rolled her eyes.

"Yea well he wants Harry to take over the company in a few years. Harry doesn't want to though so they have been butting heads for a while on it"

"Well I didn't know any of that so for his dad to call me a gold digger I'm more than a little offended." I snapped.

"Hey chill Charlie I'm just the messenger. If you want more detail Harry will have to give it to you. Lo please come back to bed. What are you doing?"

"I'm going to teach daddy Styles a few manners when it comes to women"

"No you're not come lay down please" he motioned for her to lay next to him.

"No he was a jerk to my friend I'm going to give him a piece of my mind" she stomped her foot.

"Lo Niall's right I'll wait for Harry to talk to me" I half smiled.

"Wait a second this just happen right?" She narrowed her eyes.

"Yea just a few minutes ago.." I was confused.

"Why were you at Harry's so early?...wait you stayed the night didn't you?" She crossed her arms smirking.

"Maybe..." I smiled innocently.

"Guess you two made up?" She raised her brow.

"Guess we did" I winked before quickly exiting the room.

Talking to Lo and Niall made me feel better but I'm a little upset Harry hadn't told me about all this drama with his dad.

Harry's POV

"Your not fucking listening to me! I'm not taking over your company!" I was sick of arguing with him. He always did this shit.

"Harry I sent you to NYU so you could get the business degree you needed. This is your last year I won't let you throw it all away over some fling!" He yelled.

"Look I appreciate you helping with school but I'm not working for your company ok? I don't even know if I want to go back to England." The words left my mouth before I could stop them.

"Excuse me? Not going back to England? We agreed that if you came to America for school once you graduated you would be on the first flight home" he was standing right in front of me. The anger radiating off of him.

"Well plans change dad." I shrugged.

"It's that fucking girl isn't it! She has you changing your mind about everything doesn't she?" He growled.

"Stop bringing Charlie into this! She didn't even know about anything until you showed up!" He always found a way to blame someone else for any problems. He would never accept that I didn't want to take over his company. This time it was Charlie's fault some how.

"The last time I talked to you, you were coming home. Now all of a sudden you want to stay in America?" He narrowed his eyes.

"I'm thinking about it is all ok! I can do that I'm an adult so get the fuck over it!" I shot back.

"Is she pregnant? Is that why your risking your future?" He glared at me.

He was so over the top sometimes.

"What?? Hell no she's not pregnant! We know how to protect ourselves ok? Please just get out!"

"I pay for his apartment I'll leave when I'm ready!" He snapped.

"Why are you even here dad?" I was done talking about this shit.

"I have a meeting with some potential clients and I thought I would take you with me so you could get a feel for the business."

"Fuck no I'm not going" I walked towards the kitchen. He was such a prick.

"Harry don't you dare walk away from me!" He followed.

"Dad just fucking let it go. I'm not working for you and I'm possibly not going back to England. So fucking what! I found someone I care about and I want to be with her. If she wants to move to England we will come together if she doesn't I will stay here but you will not control my life." I had, had it with his controlling bullshit. That's why my mum and him didn't work out he was a controlling bastard. Ever since they split he's been pushing the future he wants on to me and I wasn't having it anymore.

I pushed past him. Making my way to my room. I grabbed my shirt from the floor and pulled it over my head. I needed to talk to Charlie.

"You're coming back to England and that bitch is not coming with you. Or I will have my lawyers remove you from my will and your grandparents will."

Money, that's all he ever thought about. He still didn't get it that I don't care about the money. Unfortunately for him the only thing I cared about in that sentence was the fact he called Charlie a bitch. I swung my fist without thinking connecting it with his jaw.

"Don't you ever fucking call her a bitch!" All I saw was red. My chest heaved up and down. I tried calming myself but it was just getting worse.

I backed away from him. I had never hit my dad before but he pushed me to far this time. My chest felt tight. I needed to calm down or I was going to need my inhaler. I tugged at my hair trying to distract myself but the pressure in my chest continued.

"You ungrateful bastard! After everything I've done for you!"

I waved him off as I stumbled over to my backpack. I snatched it from the floor and leaned against the wall. I rummaged through the zippers and pockets until I found what I was looking for.

"So big and tough now but still need your inhaler if you get worked up!" He mocked me.

I squeezed the pump in my mouth, While raising my middle finger in the air.

"Get your shit together Harry or you are going to throw away a lot over some-" I glared at him asthma attack or not I'll fucking kick his ass if he calls her out of her name again. "Some Girl" he walked out of my room. I took another pump of my inhaler before tossing it on the bed. I felt my chest start to relax. I slid down the wall my thoughts going back to Charlie. How was I going to explain all this shit now.