Fool's Gold

I stood in a small shop that Charles and I frequented. He loved the clothes and the people that worked there. They were his kind of people: rude, annoying and stuck up. I was bored out of my mind. I wanted to go to the store Katy worked in so I could at least have a good five minutes of the day. I hated shopping for the events Charles made me go to. It always took too long and I never liked anything he wanted me to wear. I held Charles hand loosely. I also despised holding his hand. His grip was always too strong but that was probably because mine was always too weak for him. I loved holding Harry's hand; his grip was firm but gentle and he always laced his fingers with mine. Charles made me feel like a child with the way he held my hand.
"What about this one, Kitten?" Charles asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked at the tie in his hand closely. It suited him, his taste. It was a deep charcoal color.
I nodded, "Yeah. It's nice."
"Nice?" Charles chuckled. "It's a two hundred dollar tie." He seemed genuinely amused by my response.
"Can't you get something colorful? Like a dark purple or blue?" I asked feeling a little annoyed with him.
Charles laughed again, "Kitten, it's a black tie event. The charcoal would technically be pushing it." I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. Charles looked to the clerk of the store, "Can we see the color selection?" My jaw dropped as he asked. The clerk nodded and dashed away.
"Seriously?" I inquired completely dumbfounded. Charles nodded. "You're going to break the rules?" I was still in shock.
"No. I'm getting the charcoal one for the event but there's nothing that says I can't wear your bright tie to work." Charles beamed at me. I was still in shock as he leaned over and kissed me tenderly. The clerk came back just a moment after. He set the ties out and let Charles look through them. As Charles began to browse ties, my phone vibrated. I looked down at the screen: Harry.
Why did he kiss you? I frowned and lifted my eyes. I looked outside to see Harry standing across the street with Louis and Niall.
He's just being nice today. I didn't ask him to. I replied quickly. I couldn't believe this. He was right there. He and Charles could bump into each other and it would all be over. But I didn't want that. I was worried for Harry if that ever happened. The more I thought about it, the more I realized Katy was right. Harry and Charles wouldn't be able to handle each other. This had to be done with them never actually meeting.
Well you didn't stop him either. You could've told him to stop because you're in public. Harry responded. I looked up to see his hurt and angry eyes.
Baby. You promised you wouldn't do this. You promised. I was trying to hold myself together. I couldn't deal with Harry's jealousy with Charles standing beside me.
Come to me. Katy and Louis will make sure he stays away. Come to me. Harry pleaded over the text. I sighed and tried to keep my composure.
"Everything okay, Kitten?" Charles asked with concern. I nodded and tried to think of what to say to Harry. "Come on, what's up?" Charles snickered touching my arm gently.
"Katy. She's at work and she saw us. She wants me to go say hi and see the new stuff they got in. Apparently, it's all really cute." It was so easy to lie to him. But every time I attempted to lie to Harry, I would nearly fall apart.
"Go on. I can finish here by myself." Charles smiled warmly at me.
"You're sure?" I asked quietly. I didn't want to anger him.
He nodded, "Yeah, go for it. You need something for tomorrow night too." I kissed his cheek and thanked him. As I headed for the door, my phone rang again.
I saw that. Harry was even more upset than before.
Get inside Katy's store. I'm coming right now. I replied before shoving my phone in my pocket. I glanced across the street to see Harry, Louis and Niall all shuffling into the shop.

I entered Katy's shop to see Louis and Niall leaning against the counter talking to her. All three of them looked extremely distressed. I didn't see Harry anywhere. I glanced around looking for his bitter, green eyes.
"He's in the dressing rooms. He's really upset, Enola." Katy spoke quietly. Her sadness evident. I nodded and looked to Louis and Niall.
"We'll keep an eye. When we see he's finishing at the other place, we'll yell." Louis assured me. I thanked him with my eyes then headed back to the dressing rooms.
"Harry?" I called out softly. The door on the end opened a little. I rushed back to the door only to be pulled into the room quickly. Harry pushed me up against the wall and kissed me passionately. He closed the door with one hand while the other held my lips to his. I placed my hands on his hot cheeks and tried to comfort him by kissing back just as passionately.
"I love you. I love you." Harry whimpered against my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tried to silence him with more kisses. "Noli. Tell me you love me. Please tell me that." Harry begged quietly.
I held him tighter, kissing his cheeks and forehead, "I love you. You know that I love you, Bear." Harry nuzzled my neck and held me against him as tight as he could. His labored breathing let me know he was fighting crying. I stroked his hair lovingly, kissing his ear softly, "I love you, Harry. It's almost over. I promise. It's almost over. It won't be like this soon."
"Don't go, Noli. Just stay with me." Harry whispered. I hugged him closer as he moved his lips across my shoulder. I wanted to burst into tears and tell him what I had been hiding for the last month. But I couldn't do it. I didn't want him to strut out of the dressing room and start anything. I couldn't let him do that. "Come with me to the benefit tomorrow?" Harry asked quietly. He'd asked me earlier in the day but I told him no then too.
"I can't, Harry. I honestly can't. I have somewhere I need to be tomorrow." I replied with a heavy heart. I wanted to go with him. I wanted to step out into the light with him but I just couldn't. Tomorrow night was so important to mine and Harry's relationship.
"Please. Just for a while? Not all night." Harry kept his pleading voice as he stared into my eyes. "Please. It's for a really good cause." Harry began to tell me as many details about the benefit as he could, trying to sway my decision once again. My heart stopped as he said the name of the venue for his benefit. What? He couldn't be there. Charles and I were going to be there. That's what we were shopping for.
"Hey, better idea." I smiled weakly at him. "Why don't we stay in? We can go to my studio, have dinner, watch movies or read or make love. Anything you want. Let's stay in." I wanted so badly to keep him from that hall.
"I thought you had somewhere to be?" Harry asked with a lifted eyebrow.
"I'll fake sick. I'll pretend to be horribly sick until he leaves. Then I'll meet you at my studio. Please?" It was my turn to beg.
"And what are you going to say when he asks why you slept at your studio?" Harry seemed annoyed with me but he also seemed open to the idea.
I shrugged, "I'll tell him I went to the hospital and that my studio was closer than going back home. Please Harry. Just stay in with me tomorrow night."
Harry shook his head, "We can't do that. All of us have to go and I can't fake sick. You know that I don't really get sick days, Noli." My heart was now racing. I didn't want this to happen. They couldn't be so close for so long. Harry would lose it. He wouldn't be able to deal with it. "Fake sick then come with me." Harry smiled pressing his forehead to mine.
"I can't do that and you know it. You are aware of how well known Charles is. Anyone there would recognize me in an instant. I can't do that, baby." I sighed heavily. I couldn't do that because I was expected there anyway.
"Meet me at the hotel after we're both done. Stay with me." Harry pleaded once again. Something I could agree to. I nodded quickly. Harry beamed at me and kissed me sweetly. He was so excited.
"Harry! E! Come on! He's done!" Niall shouted to us. Harry's grip around my waist tightened before he pressed his lips to mine again. "Harry! Hurry up." Niall panicked.
"I've gotta go, baby. Stay back here with Niall and Louis, okay?" I pecked his cheek lightly. As I moved for the door, Harry stopped me.
"No. No. No. Please." Harry cried softly, not wanting to let me go.
I held his face in my hands and gazed into his eyes, "You promised, Bear. You promised you wouldn't do this." Just then there was a knock on the dressing room door. Harry wouldn't let me go.
"Enola, he's coming in the store." Louis sounded panicked and upset.
"No. Stay. Just stay. Please." Harry wasn't giving up. The dressing room door opened. Louis and Niall frowned when they saw Harry nearly sobbing against my chest. I meshed my mouth to Harry's as lovingly and ardently as I could, not caring that Louis and Niall were in the room. MY knees buckled when a broken breath fell from Harry's lips.
"Tomorrow night, Bear. I promise. I will come tomorrow night." I muttered, kissing his forehead. I smiled weakly at Louis and Niall then scooted from the dressing room. Charles was speaking to Katy with a friendly smile. "Hey Kat." I said getting her attention. She looked freaked out. She was panicked and down right terrified. "I tried that dress on. It fit funny in the hips. But I'll come back later when no one is here." I motioned to the dressing rooms.
Katy nodded and laughed, "That might be best, Miss Picky." Charles chuckled as well. "I'll text you when I've got no one in." I agreed to the plan as did Charles. Charles draped his arm over my shoulder and led me out of the store. I hated leaving Harry the way I did. I wanted nothing more than to stay like Harry had asked but I had to do things the right way.

Notes

Oh boy. Harry is starting to fall apart while Enola is keeping her cool.
What do you think the outcome will be?


Guys, I just thought I should let you know that we are very close to the end. I counted and there are roughly 7 chapters left. I really wanna see some comments from new names.

And a MASSIVE CONGRATULATIONS to Louis! I think he'll be a wonderful father.


Peace&Love