Chapter Three;
Three Days Later;
"Pleaseeeeee GoGo, pleaseee," Harry was on his knees in front of me, giving me a bit of a pouty face, accompanied with the most gorgeous green puppy dog eyes ever. Despite that, I was not about to crack about this.
Sara, being her nosey self, stuck her head into Harry's room, "Oh G, lighten up, it's just a few hours, then you're done with her," she winked at Harry then closed the door again. A chorus of giggles erupted from the hallway, and I knew that Sara was not alone. I looked at Harry, then stomped over to the door. I opened it, and without even looking, I knew who would be sitting on the floor.
"Sara, Niall, Raina, Tara and Louis…what a surprise," I struggled against my smile, trying to look stern. I'd fallen fast for all of them, and leaving in a few days wouldn't be easy.
"You've forgotten someone…" Niall all but whispered, glancing up to give me a cheeky grin.
"And Kevin. You and that stupid bird toy," this time I couldn't help it, I cracked a smile, and I knew my battle had been lost.
"You hurt his feelings quite a lot G," Louis sighed, and picked up Kevin, "but he forgives you." I shook my head and started to close the door, but not soon enough to see Raina motion me towards the hall. I was curious, but I held up a finger, telling her I'd be out in a moment. I turned to Harry, who was sitting with his hands in his lap, and smiling at me with pure pleasure.
"I promise you G, she's not that bad." He kissed my forehead, then excused himself to the studio to meet the boys. Now it was only the girls in the house, and soon there'd be another visitor. One whom, in my eyes, was not welcome.
I walked into the hallway, and ran face first into Raina.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot you were waiting out here," I gave her a apologetic smile, "what did you want to tell me?" Suddenly she took a firm hold on my wrists, and I jerked back in surprise.
"She's not going to be nice to you G. Don't let her get to you. You'll put up with, yeah? For Harry." she nodded, and again, I realized yes was my only answer. She flitted down the hall towards Zayn's room and quietly closed the door. At that very moment, the bell rang. She's here.
"Charlie," I said, forcing a smile as I opened the door. She said nothing to me, not a word, just walked right on in. Well, excuse me, I didn't know you owned the Goddam world. I bit my tongue and followed her to the kitchen. She sat on a stool, her bags on the floor sitting below her feet.
"Been shopping?" I tried to make conversation, and all she did was nod. Okay, this is awkward. Then suddenly, Hell froze over. Oh wait, no she acutally just smiled. My mistake.
"Yes, I have been shopping, and if you're going to be with my Harry, then I'll be taking you next time to buy you some better clothes," she grinned at me, in the most fake manner, and my blood boiled. But, I smiled, and I said thanks.
"So you and Harry grew up together?" I kept my voice even, despite the fact that I wanted to rip out her perfect brown hair. How am I to compete with her. Especially when I go back to the states in three days. Lost in thought, I didn't realize that she was staring at me in silence. Looking up, our eyes met, and I froze.
"Let's make quick work of this, because I've got places to be." she spoke with the most belligerent tone I'd ever heard, and I was shocked to say the least. "Harry, is the number one priority here. I honestly, couldn't give a shit if you're his girlfriend or not, to me, you'll be nothing until you prove you're worth something. I hear you're going back to the states soon, so after your departure we'll see how things turn out. I'll be sure to keep in touch though. Just to make sure you're staying faithful. And if you hurt Harry, you best be ready because I'll be on a plane, and on my way to kick your ass quick, you hear me? Alright, good. So, now that that's out of the way, maybe we can be friends, yeah? You know, us having something in common,"
"And that would be?" I spoke through gritted teeth, and I was holding the counter so tightly my knuckles were white.
"Oh silly girl, Harry of course." She winked and kissed my cheek before grabbing her bags and prancing towards the door like a damn gazelle. Hell no. I can't deal with this shit.
My body's reaction to stress probably isn't the best….I screamed, slamming my hand down at the granite counter top. Holy shit, that was a stupid idea. All doors in the flat opened simultaneously at the same time, but Hannah came to me first.
"Oh that girl," she scowled at the ceiling, then directed her attention to my hand, and a slight smile spread across her face, "G, I think you've gone and broken your hand."
This is just fucking fantastic.