You Can't Sing Without Air- Harry Styles Fanfic

9. I'll Forgive You But Let Me Sleep

11:45 PM: I'm sorry Ayd 

11:46 PM: Seriously I didn't mean to hurt you 

11:46 PM: I was just trying to help 

11:49 PM: It's Harry btw. I don't know if you still have my number. 

11:50 PM: I should have talked to you first. 

11:51 PM: You deserve to have a say.

I  roll over and grab my phone, turning the sound off and placing it face down on my nightstand. 

11:54 PM: I know we haven't spoken lately 

11:55 PM: It was great to catch up tonight. I wouldn't mind spending more time with you. 

11:57 PM: Ayd, I'm sorry. I don't know what to say. 

Against my better judgement I reach for my phone, scrolling the the messages from Harry.

I'm trying to sleep I respond. 

H: I was beginning to think I had the wrong number. 

A: Stop texting me 

H: Only if you forgive me for being such a jerk.

A: Fine. You're forgiven. Let me sleep. 

H: Let me make it up to you. 

A: How? 

H: Let me try again. 

A: Try what again Harry? Its almost midnight and you're pissing me off.

H: Let me try and do things the right way. 

H: Will you let me stay with you this week? I won't bother you, I promise. I'm basically your emergency taxi to the hospital and nothing else. You won't even know I'm there.  

A:..... 

A: why 

H: Because I care about Niall. He's freaked. And I care about you. 

My heart catches in my chest. 

H: You've always been a part of the band family. 

Not what I was hoping he'd say.  

I lay my phone down to think. I have two options. Let him stay and spend the week while awkwardly avoiding interaction and trying to hide both my crush and my illness, or I could tell him off and risk never seeing him again. 

A: Fine. But only because of Niall. I don't need a nanny. 

H: Yes! Thank you Ay. 

A: Now shut up so I can go to sleep. 

H: Yes ma'am. Goodnight. 

I shut my phone off and pull the covers over my head with a groan.