I splash the cold water on my face and it instantly makes me feel fresher and more alert. I find Harry's face wash and squirt a few pumps into the palm of my hand. I bring my hands to my face and start scrubbing all of the grime and dirt from today off of it. I splash my face with water again and pat it down with my towel. I look up into the mirror, still steamy from my shower, and find my face a ghostly white color. But that usually happens after I wash my face. After searching around in Harry and Liam's drawers I find a comb still in it's package. I take off the plastic and throw it away. Bringing the comb to my damp hair, I slowly comb through my it until it's completely unknotted. A few drops of water fall from the tips of my long brown hair onto the floor. I look down at Harry's shirt and shorts, which are way to big for me, hang loosely around my figure. Now you must be wondering; what's with all the Harry stuff? Well here's how everything went after Liam punched Harry:

Liam punching Harry totally caught Harry and everyone else off guard so Liam was able to get in a few punches. When Harry realized what was happening, the tables started to turn and now Harry was punching him. Everyone knew that Harry was a better fighter, including Liam, but that didn't stop Liam from fighting him. Harry was throwing punch after punch and Liam could barely defend himself. Harry only stopped punching him for a moment to slam him into the wall. I could see blood splatters on the ground from where they used to be. I couldn't watch it for much longer so finally I went up to Harry and started pounding on his back, begging him to stop. He stopped and turned his head slightly towards me. I could see Liam's head hanging down. He was barely conscious. Harry said that if I spent the weekend with him in his apartment, he'd stop, and he'd give me an apartment there. I'll admit, I needed all the stuff he was offering. But spending the whole weekend with Harry? Alone? No way. Even Whitney was silent with shock. When I refused, he drew his fist back, readying for another punch. I panicked and agreed. I guess Liam was conscious enough to hear that and immediately started to object to that. Harry knocked one last punch into him and he was out like a light. I was only slightly sad about that last punch because I didn't need him making me feel guilty about agreeing. So Harry told me to meet him in his apartment after dinner and walked away. Perrie, Zayn, and I dragged Liam back to Perrie's room where we cleaned his wounds and snapped him back into consciousness. And here I am now, alone with Harry. But I don't really feel too alone because Liam keeps coming in to check on us every ten minutes to make sure Harry ins't doing anything. I guess Liam isn't the only one worried because even Zayn and Perrie came in to check on us once.

"Oh Princess Belleeeeeee! I've got something for youuuuuuu!" Harry's voice rang throughout the bathroom. I groaned, setting down the hairbrush and slugging into the room.

"Don't call me that!" I fire back at him. He's standing up a few feet away from me with his hands holding something behind his back. My mind drifts to whatever he could be holding and I suddenly get real nervous. When he pulls out my iPhone from behind his back I can't help but sigh in relief

"How'd you find that?!" I hadn't seen my iPhone since I first came here

"Perrie dropped it off while you were in the shower. She stayed with me the whole time you were in there to make sure I didn't get in with you. It was tempting, but I kept my distance" His face turned into that oh so familiar smirk

I just rolled my eyes in response. If he got into the shower with me I probably would've just knocked him out. Easy.

"So who's Jerry?" I freeze when I hear the name of my boss come out of his mouth

"Harry did you go through my phone?" I'm super cautious and curious to find out what he knows

"That's not important. What's important is that I find out who this Jerry character is"

"No it is important. You went through my personal stuff and that's my business. Not yours." I cross my arms over my chest

"I can do whatever I want. I don't need to take orders from you. I'm the leader here! Not you!"

I smirk when an idea comes through my head

"Fine, I guess you don't want to know who Jerry is then" I smile an evil smile

"No no, tell me" he says, curious

"No I don't have to"

"Yes you do. You take orders from me now. And I can make you do what I want you to do" He backs me up into the wall and presses our bodies together, leaning one hand right next to my head on the wall for balance. Our noses are almost touching and his free hand plays with the hem of my shirt. His eyes are making me melt and I know I won't be able to keep up this cocky charade much longer.

"Do you reaaaally want to know who Jerry is?"

"Yes, yes I do. I need to know who to beat down to win your heart. I've already beaten down Liam, so who else?" I can tell he's super pleased with himself for his little show with Liam

But when he says he's trying to win my heart, it can't help but flutter.

"Hah, it's going to take a lot more than beating someone down to win my heart"

"Whatever it takes. I'll win you over one day Princess" his green eyes stare into mine

"Well good luck getting past my boyfriend, Jerry" His face turns into pure shock. I know I just told a white lie and I should feel bad about it, but I don't.

"What? Who is he? Where does he live? What's his full name?"

"Are you jealous Harry?" I crack a smile. This is too easy

"No I'm not. Just answer the damn questions Belle" he says urgently

"Awww wittle Harry is jealous" I say in a baby voice while pinching his cheeks

He swats my hands away "Stop it no I'm not" He's getting frustrated and it's quite humorous

"Aww yes you are" I continue in the baby voice

"No I'm not now just answer the fucking questions" He says, jaw tense

"Hah. No"

"But whyyyy?" He whines

"Because that's too easy" I say while shimming away from him and walking towards the bed. "Besides, you're a big boy, figure it out" I laugh and crawl under his covers.

He walks to the opposite side of the bed and crawls in. I'm about to object when I stop myself. I don't want any fighting. We haven't really fought yet and I'd like to keep it that way so I keep my mouth shut.

"You should definitely count on it" He responds. And with that, I doze off to sleep with a smile on my face

Notes

I just LOVE jealous Harry! He's so cuteeeee! So this is the last update until Monday! :( But don't worry I'll update Just A Cook tomorrow! Do you have any thoughts on this chapter? Let me know in the comments! How has your day been? Again, let me know in the comments! Today I took a four hour test but I'm just glad it's over! i hope your hump day today was great! XD Anyway, enjoy jealous Harry! And please for the love of God, if you live anywhere near me, get outside in this beautiful weather while it lasts!

-T