I'm Not Your Average Girl, Harry Styles.

Chapter 55.

"Nope, because I am Master of winning everything: Louis Tomlinson."

"Okay... if you say so." I laughed.

"And I do." He grinned before walking over and wrapping his muscular arms around me, and squeezing every bit of air out of me.

"I see you're back to being friends?" Harry smiled as he walked in the room.

"I didn't have a choice." I smiled looking at Louis who was smiling like an idiot. "Nicely planned phone call too." I smirked at Harry.

"So have you guys talked stuff out then?" Louis asked.

"Uh... no." I muttered.

"Not properly." Harry added.

"But you're being nice to each other?" Louis asked confused.

"Civil." I corrected.

"Oh." Louis replied awkwardly. "Right, I have to make a phone call." He grinned.

"Really?" I asked raising my eyebrows at him.

"Totally..." He winked before walking out.

"I see you ate your waffles..." Harry spoke awkwardly, rocking backwards on his heels.

"Yup." I replied popping the 'p'.

"So...."

"So..." I repeated him.

"Do you hate me?" He asked as he sat down.

"Yes." I replied without looking at him.

"Really?" He asked clearly not believing me.

"Well..."

"Of course you don't." He smirked, I whipped my head around to look at him and shot him an evil glare.

"I hate what you did."

"So you don't hate me."

"No, I don't, okay?" I replied getting annoyed.

"That's all I needed to hear." He smiled.

"That's it?" I asked shocked.

"What?" He asked, I just shook my head at him. "Are you expecting me to get down on my knees and apologise to you?"

"What?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows.

"Because I'm not." He stated but before I could reply he went on. "I know that you would never forgive me straight away, so I'm going to prove I'm sorry, and win your trust back." He grinned.

"Hmmm..." I sighed. "You know me to well." I added leaning back into the uncomfortable feather pillows. He was right, I wouldn't just forgive him here and now.

"I sure do." He grinned. "C'mon." He gestured for me to get up.

"What?" I asked sitting up giving him a sceptical look.

"We're going out." He announced.

"What?" I repeated.

"C'mon."

"I can't, I'm not allowed."

"Rules are there to be broken."

"I don't technically think it's rules, I think it's more to do with my health." I replied raising my eyebrows.

"You know if you ever get botox you won't be able to do that." He smirked.

"Who said I was going to get botox?" I asked.

"Are we going or what?" He asked tugging on my hand. I felt the sparks inside me ignite when his hand touched mine, I couldn't be falling for him again could I? No, it was definitely just an electric shock from the bed I encouraged myself to believe.

"I can't go out like this." I replied pulling at this hospital gown.

"Well get dressed then."

"Turn around." I replied shyly.

"Why? I've seen you naked." He smirked.

"Yeah, well things are different now." I replied awkwardly. He didn't respond, like a respectful gentleman he turned around.

"Are you ready yet?"

"It's been like 2 seconds." I huffed, still trying to find something to wear.

"Why do girls take so long to get ready?"

"You can talk." I replied sarcastically whilst slipping on some skinny jeans and a glamour kills shirt. "Okay, ready." I smiled, he quickly spun back around.

"How many of those shirts do you own?" He grinned.

"Not enough." I joked.

"Let's go." He beamed.

"What about Louis?" I asked hesitant on leaving at all.

"He's gone back to the boys."

"So he's not coming with us?"

"No, why?"

"How did he know to go back?"

"I text him." He smiled.

"When?"

"When you weren't looking." He grinned.

"Oh."

"C'mon."

"Where are we going?" I asked reluctantly as I stepped closer to the door.

"It's a surprise." He beamed.

"You and surprises go together like marshmallow fluff and my tongue." I joked, quoting Jack from All Time Low.

"You ready?" He asked as he took hold off my hand and grasped the door handle.

"Yeah..." I replied unsure of what we were about to embark on.

"Then let's go." He grinned. He push down on the door handle and swung the door back, he checked to make sure the coast was clear and the next thing I knew was he was pulling my arm, practically out of its socket, out of the door. My feet quickly caught up and then it hit me, I was running down hospital corridors, with my ex-boyfriend holding my hand as we escaped the dingy room I was stuck in, to be taken on some strange adventure which was supposed to be a surprise. Today was going to be... interesting.