My eyes kept shifting from Harry’s nervous eyes to Jasmyn’s all too pleased stare. For once I wasn’t fidgeting because of the fear of some one watching me.

“Harry?”

“I, erm, I invited her.” He repeated biting down on his lower lip.

I closed my eyes and shook my head. This could not be happening.

I knew this night was a bad idea from the moment Jena suggested it.

“Babe?” Harry said, a desperate tone in his voice.

“I can’t-” I opened my eyes to stare at him. “I can’t believe this.”

I looked around at our group of friends and Jasmyn.

Jena and Niall sending me apologetic glances, Louis was glaring at Harry and Liam and Zayn looked unsure of what to do.

I let my eyes wander back to Jasmyn who was now smirking at me from behind Harry. I so did not like this girl.

“You know what Harry? You have a good time tonight.” I turned back to the others and pulled out of Harry’s arms even as he tried to keep me in his hold.

“I’m sorry guys I don’t really feel like this anymore. I’m just going to go up to my room.” I didn’t allow anyone to protest as I began to walk back the way Jena and I had just come from.

I heard Harry call out to me but I stopped him as I turned to level him with a glare.

He stopped short taking in my look as I spun around and kept walking towards the elevator.

I almost made it alone too, letting my shoulders sag as the doors began to close, but then his long fingers shot out causing the sensors to make the door open to allow him entrance.

I rolled my eyes at him as he violently pressed on the button to close the doors before I decided to leave.

He was lucky I was much too tired to take the stairs.

“What the hell Dawn?” He finally shouted at me as the doors closed and we began to ascend to our floor.

My eyes widened at his tone.

“Are you serious right now?” I asked as I pushed off the wall of the elevator where I had been leaning. “Are you seriously yelling at me?”

Harry sighed in frustration and raked his hands through his curls. “I’m sorry alright. I didn’t mean to invite her, I wasn’t thinking at all. It was an accident.”

I just stared at him. I had to admit I was much more angry then I should have been about this situation but I had a lot going on in my head and this was not something I needed added to it all.

“You should have known better Harry. I don’t like that girl and this was supposed to be my birthday celebration. I told you I wanted it to be just us and you went and told her to tag along... like what even Harry?”

I was blowing this out of proportion, I knew it. I should have just excepted his apology and been done with it. This night could have been saved, I could have just ignored the skank and been okay but I was almost physically unable to stop myself from making this a bigger mess then it needed to be.

I was itching for a fight to get all the tension and stress out and Harry practically handed me one on a silver platter.

I could tell by the fire burning in his green eyes that he was getting just as worked up as I was. I never stopped to think that my behavior these last few days had been taking a toll on him too but as soon as he opened his mouth to counter attack, I knew this was going to be a kind of cleansing experience for the two of us. I just hoped we made it out okay in the end because judging by the smoldering look he was giving me neither one of us was backing down tonight.

“Honestly Dawn I wouldn’t know if you liked her or not. You don’t seem to find it necessary to speak to me about anything anymore. In case you have forgotten I’m Harry, you’re boyfriend.”

I narrowed my eyes at him as he held his hand out to me with a tight lipped forced smile. Snarky little bastard.

“I don’t have to tell you every little thought I have Harry. I can promise you I’m not half that interesting.”

He scoffed.

I vaguely wondered how long it takes for this elevator to get to our floor.

“You know I might actually buy that it if wasn’t for the fact that not only have you not been talking to me you have also been cutting off anything physical. I mean it was one thing to freeze up when sex was a possibility but now its down to kissing too. When did you become so frigid?”

I couldn’t help the small gasp that left my lips. He thought I was frigid. Well screw him.

“Screw you Harry. Just because I don’t want to jump into bed with you, when did you become so focused on our sexual relationship? What happened to ‘oh I’ll wait until you’re ready Dawn’? Was that just some bullshit line you used? Maybe man whore Styles is making a reappearance?”

“Really?” He narrowed his eyes at me before shaking his head at my low blow. “Honestly I’m not too sure you’re not getting it from somewhere else.”

I could almost feel my blood boiling. I knew my face was some strange cross between indignation and pissed off.

What the fuck was he on about?

“What’s that supposed to mean Harry?”

Even he looked a bit stunned to have said it, his eyes were wide and his jaw was dropped. He almost looked like he wanted to take it back but like I said before tonight neither of us was backing down.

“You’ve been hanging around Shane again.” He said quietly, still stunned by his previous words.

“I spoke to him for like five seconds today.”

“I know I saw.” His voice was rising in volume and attitude again.

As if some force decided that it was finally time to let us out of our elevator ride from hell, the doors dinged open.

With a final glare, and ignoring his comment, I breezed passed him moodily stomping down the hall towards the room we shared.

I wasn’t naive enough to think this was over. I knew we had only just begun.

“So what, you can talk to him and not to me?” Harry said following me into the room and slamming the door behind him.

“You are insane. I didn’t even say anything to him.”

“Today.” Harry countered.

I spun around to level him with my glare. “Any day. I don’t ever talk to him. I don’t have time to and you made it pretty clear you didn’t like me talking to him so I respectedthat and stopped. You on the other hand invite the girl I don’t like to hang out for my birthday.” I said waving my hands in his direction.

“It was a mistake. Damn it Dawn, I’m sorry.”

I rolled my eyes and turned back around. I needed out of this dress right now.

“Is this really how this is going to go right now? You’re going to ignore the main problem AGAIN!!” He shouted.

I brought my fingers up to the bridge of my nose feeling a headache slowly forming there.

“Dawn, you don’t tell me what's wrong. I need to know these things. I need to know why you have been acting different. I need to know why you are pushing me away. you need to talk to me because you’re killing me here.” His voice softened towards the end and it made me feel horrible.

I knew I should tell him but now felt like the worse time to tell him I was being stalked by someone who managed to find me no matter where I went and had a way of always being around when we were together.

I reminder silent while I pulled off my ridiculously high heels and dug through my open luggage looking for something to change into.

This whole night was a disaster... actually this whole tour was turning out to be a disaster. I just hoped it would get better.

I heard him sigh behind me. I jumped a little when I heard him bang on something making a loud noise.

“How do you expect us to be in a relationship if you wont tell me anything?” I wasn’t looking at him but I imagined his hands were gripping his hair in the way he normally did when he was angry.

I snatched a pair of sweats and one of his shirts out of my clothes before making my way to the bathroom door, never once looking at him.

“Maybe we’d be better off not in a relationship.” I heard him mumble. I wasn’t sure I was meant to hear that until I looked back at him.

Again his eyes were wide like he wished he hadn’t said it, or at the very least said it so loud. I felt tears sting at my eyes as I let the words echo in my head.

He didn’t think this was worth it any more and it was all my fault.

Even with that thought I couldn’t bring myself to just tell him what was wrong. It was like my body rejected the idea of saying the words to him.

I bit my lip and squeezed my eyes shut, still facing him with a hand full of clothes. I didn’t react until I heard him begin to make his way towards me.

Instantly I spun around and rushed towards the bathroom, closing and locking the door before he could reach me.

Once inside the safety of the small tiled room I let the tears flow.

I was screwing this up and I couldn’t make myself fix it no matter how hard I tried.

I was still too scared of him finding out, of him over reacting. But mostly I was scared of him getting hurt.

What if he found this person? What if Harry, being Harry, confronted him and ended up hurt or worse? I would never be able to forgive myself.

This was all my fault and I had no idea how to fix it, and now I was really losing Harry too.

I heard something heave hit the door and a few seconds later his voice reached me.

“Dawn, I didn’t mean that. I’m just upset. Please come out here and talk to me. I am so sorry... for everything.”

I roughly wiped the tears from my face. I didn’t want to look like the weak one here. I had enough of being the weak one.

I also didn’t want harry to feel like this was his fault, because it wasn’t. It was all me and my inability to just tell him what was going on.

I hastily changed my clothes and wiped away the makeup until my face was red and slightly swollen from the rough treatment and the tears that still feel.

I couldn’t be around him right now because we seemed to be saying things that neither of us wanted to say and the last thing I wanted to do was hurt Harry.

One last glance at the mirror let me know that this was not ideal at all.

When I opened the door Harry nearly fell into me. I managed to dodge him and squeeze past him but he quickly gripped my hips and pulled me back until my back was pressed flush against his front and his chin rested on my shoulder.

“Dee, babe, please forgive me. I didn’t mean that. You know I never want us to not be together.” As he spoke I could feel his lips move against the skin on my neck and his warm breath fan over it.

I looked down at my bare toes, trying my hardest not to look at him as I spoke.

“Please let go of me.”

I could hear his breath catch at me words but I really needed to get out of this room.

Instead of doing as I asked Harry spun me around, pulled me into his body and squeezed me tightly. My arms remained at my sides, itching to wrap around him and tangle in his hair but I forced them to stay limp at my sides.

“Please Dawn, please. I’m so sorry.” He begged. His voice full of desperation.

I had to clamp my mouth shut to with hold the sob that wanted to escape me. I willed the tears I had hidden to stay put for a little while longer, at least until I could get out of here.

“Harry, please. I need to not be around you right now. We are saying things we don’t mean and right now I think its best if we just cool off alone for a bit.” I was proud of myself for sounding so sure, and for my voice not wavering at all like I expected it to.

Harry pulled away slowly, the tears in his eyes breaking my heart. “You’ll come back though?”

It hurt that it was even a concern of his. Of course I would come back, I would always come back to him.

“Yes.” I answered simply.

He looked at me for a minute before slowly nodding. He swallowed roughly before letting me out of his grasp.

“Where are you going?” He asked as I began to make my way towards the door.

I shrugged. I really had no clue. I just knew I needed to be out of here.

Harry looked like he was going to tell me to stay again but the look I sent him shut him up.

I spun around again, this time not stopping until I was on the other side of the door.

He didn’t follow me and I was grateful.

I had been wrong, that didn’t make me feel better, it wasn’t a cleansing at all. All I was left feeling was defeated and beat down. I didn’t like seeing Harry hurting and I hated myself for causing him any kind of pain.

I looked down the hall unsure of where I was going and suddenly very aware I was out in the open again. Something that had started to make me feel uncomfortable, like someone was watching me, because there was a good possibility that someone was.

I glanced down the hall again finally deciding where I would go.

He would let me crash in his room, no questions asked, at least for tonight anyway.

As I made it to the door I knew he was behind I looked down at my self and realized I looked like a wreck.

I knocked, hoping he was here and wasn’t out.

Luck appeared to decide to come back to me as he swung the door open. I looked up at him with my sad eyes and knew he understood.

“Can I crash here tonight?”

His answer was a nod and him holding the door open a little wider for me.

I walked by him and sighed in relief. I was in safety and I was away from the tension of my shared room with Harry.

I could feel the blue eyes apprising me from behind so I turned to give him a weak smile.

“Thank you.”

“No problem. You know you can always come to me.”

Notes

one more because I'm in a good mood today. Enjoy and let me know what you think <3