Always You

36. Mad

I grab his face with my hand to kiss him but he pulls out from my loose hold. "What's wrong?" I ask him.

He doesn't respond.

"Oh my god" I lean forwards so that I can see Harry's face. He looks extremely pissed off. "You're proper mad about this."

I have to stop myself from laughing because that'll just make everything worse. I am horrible in serious situations.

"Styles, are you forgetting that you locked me in the bathroom with a tarantula. That thing could have bitten me or I could've panicked even more than I already was and killed it. But when I prank you back in return with something non-life threatening, you get the shits about it."

"Those are my favourite boots."

I point to the shoes on the floor. "And those favourite boots are fine." I let out a long sigh. "You're seriously mad?"

"Yes I'm fucking mad. You don't joke about things like that."

"Are you more upset about the boots or the fact that I got you back good?" To be honest I feel like his ego is a little bruised.

"I don't give a fuck about you 'getting me back'" he uses air quotes with his hands.

I'm tired of this so I get up from the bed and walk towards the door. "This is stupid Harry. Call me when you're over being a prick."

As expected, he doesn't try to stop me from leaving. Well I guess I have a couple of hours to spare. I'm going to jump in a taxi and go shopping.

Just before I get to the elevators I see Paddy. "Hey Hailey. Where are you off to?"

"Just going to head out to clear my head."

"Do you think that's the safest option when so many fans are surrounding the premises?"

Gosh, why did the boys have to be on hotel lockdown again. Maybe that's why Harry was easily pissed off. He probably needs some air too.

"I'm going to jump straight in a taxi and go somewhere. I'll be fine."

"I heard you, Liam and Harry talking earlier. What was that all about?" Of course he heard it.

"It's a long story."

"I don't think going out is the best option Hailey."

That's when a door opens from one of the rooms near the elevator. I turn around to look and see Zayn's head pop through the door.

"Hailey, I thought I heard your voice. Paddy's right. It's probably not the safest for you. Wouldn't your manager have a fit if she knew you were going out with so many people around?"

Zayn is right. It'll just make her want to get me a bodyguard of my own. I don't want someone like Paddy blocking me from wanting to go clear my head whenever I'm in another city. Paddy's a good guy, I know he's just doing his job but I feel like a child not being let out by their parents.

As a kid I would sneak out of the house if my parents didn't let me out. What a rebellious child.

"Why don't you come and chill with me?" He opens the door and I look at Paddy who is smiling at Zayn.

"Okay, sure. Thanks Zayn. Sorry Paddy."

"I'm sorry too" Paddy says to me as I walk into Zayn's room.

Zayn points to the sofa and I take a seat. He sits beside me. His room is identical to Harry's except the paintings on the walls are different.

"So, what's he done?"