Unexpected

Chapter 68

I suggest reading the last part of Chapter 67 before reading the new Chapter so you know what exactly happened before. 

Samantha's POV:

As we walk through the door, I'm glad I feel Harrys hand on my back. The room is nearly dark and I realize I'm actually feeling really dizzy. I let Harry lead me to our seats and I'm glad as I sit down. My feet hurt and it feels good to lean back and relay for a bit.

“Are you okay?” Harry whispers.

“I'm fine,” I answer and search for my phone in my small bag.

I pretend to be busy, just to make him realize that I don't want to talk right now. I scroll through Instagram and Twitter and I'm really happy that not many fans found my private sites. There are a few who ask me for a follow back but I'm too dizzy to even think about concentrating on what they're writing so I just scroll through the pages and pretend to be busy. I glance at Harry and he stares onto the still black screen in front of us. I can see his face muscles twitch and I know its a sign for the fact that he's either extremely angry or extremely pissed off. I put my phone away and straighten up in my seat. Harry doesn't react and I slowly grab his arm which lays on the armrest. He still isn't reacting. He isn't looking at me or anything. I sigh slightly as the light goes on in the room and I can see some people walking on the little stage in front of the screen. It's starting and I try to pay attention to what's going on in front of me.

After the movie, which was actually good, I'm relieved as we walk outside the dark room. I really need a drink right now and I grab Harrys arm. This time I wont go without him. The dizzy feeling slowly left my body and I don't have to pay that much attention to walking straight. Still I hold on to Harrys arm, mostly because I always loved doing it and it makes me feel safe. Harry didn't talk to me during the movie, he still hasn't said one word to me. I can see Ed walking towards us again and I try to put on my smile again. I look up to Harry and he's smiling as well.

“Hey mate,” Ed says and if I'm not mistaken he is a little drunk as well. “Enjoyed the movie?” he laughs.

“Yeah I liked it,” Harry smiles and I agree with nodding my head.

“It was pretty awesome, I think,” Ed giggles and turns around. “How about one more drink before we leave to the after party?” Ed suggests and Harry agrees without even asking me.

I don't say anything, I just follow Harry and pretend everything is okay.

Ed brings us drinks and I slowly let go of Harrys arm. He doesn't even try to pull me close to him or anything. I wonder what happened now, I mean before the movie he wanted me to stay with him, now he gives me the feeling as if he doesn't even care that I'm here with him. Only if cameras are going around he steps a little closer. He really is a good actor. I'm actually surprised as he suddenly leans down to whisper into my ear.

“Do you want to go home or do you want to go to the after party?” he whispers and his warm breath under my ear lets goosebumps appear in my skin.

“What do you want to do?” I ask him, looking into his eyes.

“I'll go to the party,” he says “but if you don't want to I can get you a taxi back to my place,” he adds and my heart slowly drops.

What the hell. I never actually expected something like that. I wait a moment before I slowly respond.

“I can go back home if you don't want me to go with you,” I look at Harry for a moment before I turn around and leave him and Ed.

I don't care if people actually notice that there is a lot of tension between us, I feel empty inside and besides the headache, I feel nothing. I walk outside on the red carpet and sit down on one of the chairs out there. Its already dark outside, I can see the moon and the stars as I lean back against the chair. I don't know what exactly happened between Harry and I but this is going into the wrong direction and I don't know how much longer I can handle it. He doesn't like it when I talk to other boys but at the same time he makes me feel unwanted. When I try to talk to him he cuts me off or makes me believe he isn't even listening. I know I'm stubborn and not easy but he isn't easy either and with both of us being stubborn as hell this wont be easy to get over. I close my eyes for a minute before I get one of my painkillers out of my bag and gulp it down, I'm unable to cope with this situation and a headache isn't really helping. I'm glad there aren't many people outside, only a few who get out here to smoke their cigarettes. I guess nobody noticed me yet, so I try not to move too much and be as calm as possible. Its when I hear Harrys voice that I straighten up and start to listen to the conversations down there. Is Harry smoking again? I don't think so maybe he's just with some guys who smoke and didn't want to be impolite so he went outside with them. I try my best to listen to the conversation, I notice Ed's voice as well but I don't know the others. It seems like they're a group of five guys and I smile at their thick English accents. Every time Harry speaks I nearly hold my breath. His voice sounds so different, his accent is so much thicker and he speaks even slower than normal. They're talking about old times, so I guess those guys are friends of Ed and him.