I'll always want you!

~*Chapter 29: Niall *~

Harry and I took some time after the guys left to unpack a few thing and straighten up. The morning had been blissful and I felt like I was on cloud nine. Liam had kissed me twice today and each time I felt like I was just gonna melt in his arms. I definitely liked our move from friends to more than friends.

I was still nervous about it all though. I never felt like this with Zayn, not even close. The more time I spent with Liam, the more I felt like I was stepping into a danger zone. The last three weeks without him were pure hell,  and it felt so good to have him back in my life again.

Harry was being very quiet. I'm not really sure what was going on with him this afternoon.  Louis and him got along pretty good and even bickered a few times, Greg even got on to them a few times. Which was a surprisingly relief. I wondered if he was worried about going to the party tonight. After all the last party turned out pretty shitty for Harry.

Just then, Harry jumped when a text came through. He bolted up and grabbed his phone off the breakfast table. His face immediately fell.

"What's wrong? Is it bad news or something?" I asked him as I walked into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water.

"Oh, um no, not at all. It's actually from Ed. Looks like they just landed in France a little bit ago and he was just checking to see how my day's been. Sweet huh?" Harry said with a small smile.

"Yep, that's sweet. You telling him we're going to Charlie's party tonight?"

"I wasn't going to. I mean, he doesn't own me ,I don't have to tell him every damn move I make!" Harry snapped back at me and walked off.

What the hell was that about? Harry was sitting on sofa typing out a text message back to Ed. Sheesh,he was in a mood all of a sudden.

"What the fook? Are you fooking kidding me?" Harry shouted looking up at me. As I was walking back into the living room and stopped in my tracks.

"Holy hell, he just told me I should probably stay home. Who the fook does he think is?

Wow, I've never seen someone make Harry so mad. Stupid move, Ed.

"What're you going to tell him?" I asked sitting down next to him. He was texting so fast I could practically see the steam coming from his fingers.

"I just told him he has no right telling me what I can and can't do. I mean holy fook. I just spent the last three weeks of my life devoted to him one hundred percent. Now he goes to and Europe excepts me to sit at home and wait for him. I told him sorry that's not how roll. He doesn't like it he can fook off!"

I had to let out a laugh. A part of me was thinking Harry was hoping he would fook off. Is phone beeped again and he read the message. His whole body just sunk down in the sofa. Oh no, maybe he was telling him to fook off?

"What'd he say, Haz?

Harry let out a sigh and looked at me. "He told me I was right, he had no right telling me what I can and can't do and that I should go and have a good time."

"And this makes you unhappy? Isn't that what you wanted him to say?"

"Of course it is! I mean yeah, of course it is. I guess I should wish him a good time," Harry said giving me a weak smile.

Ok, I was confused.

"Yeah you probably should. He's probably already missing you."

"He said their leaving in the morning for the first hike so he won't be able to call me for a few days at a time until he can get a signal. Huh, what a shame. Anyway, I think I'm gonna go get ready. Do you know what you're wearing?"Harry ask