I hated this part. I hated it more than waking up next to Charles. I hated it more than sleeping with Charles. Harry wound his arms around me tighter. He was refusing to let me go yet again. I wanted to stay with him but once again, it just wasn't possible. I hated the way the other boys and Eleanor were looking at me. Lou even seemed a little more than upset.
"Baby, I have to go now. I really do." I murmured into Harry's ear. He shook his head and held on tighter. I knew he didn't want to let go because he was afraid of what could happen when I got back to my house. I knew that the bruise on my arm had rattled him more than he was admitting. "Bear, I'll be back first thing in the morning. I promise."
"Stay here with me. You're just going to go to bed when you get back, stay here and sleep with me." Harry replied in a whisper so no one else would hear him.
I chuckled, "Harry, you have to go do an interview. You can't go to bed right now." I wanted to lighten his mood. He didn't need to be so down. He knew I planned on spending every day with him. I planned on going to most of his interviews and to the mini concert they were doing. Harry lifted his head and gazed into my eyes. He wasn't amused. He actually looked like he was about to cry. I brushed his curls behind his ears, "Everything will be alright. I will be back here first thing in the morning to get you up for your interview and I will be by your side all day." I glanced over his shoulder to see the looks of disappointment on everyone's faces. I sighed heavily and grabbed Harry's wrist. I tugged him into the bedroom and closed the door. I pushed Harry down onto the bed. I straddled his thighs as he stared up at me. I ran my fingers through his hair. He sighed and let his eyes slide closed. He wrapped his arms around my waist once again. I pressed my lips to his forehead tenderly. "Talk to me. Tell me what's going on in your head." I instructed softly.
"I don't want you to go back to him. I'm here and you're supposed to be with me. Not him." Harry replied quietly. It broke my heart to hear the words.
"But I love you." I smiled, trying to make him feel better.
"Exactly why you should be sleeping in my bed and not his. What happens if he's just in a bad mood and wakes you up to fight? What if him grabbing your arm was just the start of something new? What kind of man would I be if I willingly let you walk into that? I already haven't done enough to get you out of that house. I don't want to send you back and let something bad happen to you." Harry spoke softly still. He didn't want anyone in the next room to hear our conversation.
"Baby, it's not going to happen. And if it does, I will come straight here. But I know him, he's going to drag his feet up to the bedroom and get in bed with his clothes on. He usually does that when he's gone for over twelve hours. Everything will be fine." I attempted to assure him. He just stared up at me with teary eyes. "Do you want me to text you before I go to sleep? In the middle of the night so you know that I am fine?"
Harry shook his head, "No. You know what I want." His voice dropped an octave, "Get undressed and get back in the bed. Don't leave until it's time to go to London." I pressed my mouth to his passionately. I loved when his voice got that deep. It didn't happen often but when it did, it made my insides tremble. Harry gripped the back of my neck, keeping my lips attached to his. I sighed into his mouth when I felt his other hand travel up my thigh, under my skirt. My breath caught in my chest feeling him squeeze my bum firmly. My hands started to tremble when his hand moved from my rear to my hip then closer to that tender spot between my legs. He caressed me through my panties. Harry backed out of the kiss. He seemed so level headed while I felt like unraveling. I stared at him as I nearly panted. "You should go if you need to go." Harry stated gruffly. I frowned and brushed my thumb over his bottom lip.
"I love you, Bear." I whispered going in for another kiss.
"I love you, Noli." He replied, touching his swollen lips to mine. "Just remember, at two am when you're feeling that weakness, Charles is going to be there not me."
"But I'd go anywhere to be with you." I smiled brightly at Harry. He then flipped me onto my back on the bed. He knelt between my thighs and rested his forehead on mine. My heart was racing as I wound my arms around Harry's neck.
"If you'd go anywhere, then you can stay." Harry responded reaching into my bra. He pulled out my phone. "Tell him you're sleeping at your studio." I opened my mouth to protest. "Tell him you're sleeping at the studio." Harry stated once again, his voice reaching that low octave that drove me crazy. I nodded and took the phone from Harry's hand. I quickly typed up the text Harry wanted me to send. I showed it to Harry before sending it. Charlie, I'm going to sleep at my studio. It's too late for me. I don't think I should drive home this tired. Harry nodded, "Send it." I hit the send button without a second thought.
"What am I supposed to do while you're doing your interview?" I asked with an angered voice.
Harry smirked, "The interview is going to be in Paul's room. You can come over with me and spend some time with Eleanor and Lou. I'll tell the interviewer not to ask about us and to keep his mouth shut so you can sit in my lap if you wanted." I rolled my eyes at him. "Don't act like you're not happy to be staying with me. You know you wanted to." Harry chuckled. My phone buzzed beside us on the bed. Harry picked it up and I could see he was angry. I snatched the phone from his hand. Charles. I should've guessed. I frowned as I read his reply: That's fine. I'll sleep at the office but your ass better home by five tomorrow evening. Harry ripped the phone out of my hand. He unlocked my phone with a maddening speed. I regretted giving him all of my passwords at the moment.
"Harry, what are you doing?" I asked when I saw him typing what looked like a book.
"Answering his stupid ass. The fuck is his problem." Harry replied with a massive attitude. I grabbed Harry's wrist and tried to get my phone back. "Enola, let go."
"Harry don't. You're mad and you shouldn't do that. The lawyer said that if Charles can prove any of this I don't get out of this as easily as we want." I stated softly. Harry frowned and gave me my phone. I looked at the reply he had written. I sighed heavily and erased it.
"He has an infidelity clause?" Harry inquired of the pre-nup. I nodded slowly. "So you being here with me can ruin the entire divorce?"
I sighed again, "Not necessarily. It just means that I will have to pay him back for school no matter what and that I would have less alimony." I shrugged. It wasn't something that I really cared about. Harry nodded and sat up. "But the lawyer said that because I was seventeen when we got married that he could find a loophole. He's trying really hard to find it."
"I don't give a damn about paying Charles for school. I'll fucking do it. And so what if you don't get as much alimony? It's not like you're going to need it, you're with me. I can take care you for ten life times." Harry stated sourly.
"Yes, I know you could. But I don't want to ask that of you. You're not my ATM." I grunted back at him.
"Once again, you're not asking me to. I'm telling you that I will because I want to. I'm not saying that you can't work on your art or be independent. I just want you away from that monster of a man." Harry snapped at me.
"You know what, if you're going to be a jerk to me because I am not going to take advantage of you, maybe I will go sleep at my studio." I snapped back at him, standing from the bed. Harry grabbed my hand as I tried to walk toward the bedroom door. I looked back at him. He pulled me into his lap again. I put my arm over his shoulder but didn't look at him directly.
"I'm sorry, Noli. I'm sorry." Harry murmured against the skin of my neck. "I just don't want you to be hurt anymore. I know that you hate the idea of asking me to support you that's why I tell you I will without you asking. I want you to leave with me and think that you are going home. I don't want to be apart any longer." Harry spoke gently to me, trying to make up for his rude tone just moments earlier.
"I know, baby. I know. But these things take time. I hate that I'm not with you all the time right now either. And I don't want to go back to Charles at all this week but I know I have to so he doesn't freak out before I can file. I want all of the same things that you do. I just have to take the right steps at the right time." I stated, twisting his curls around my fingers. "We'll get there. I promise that soon I will be in London with you." I whispered before kissing his temple gently. Harry looked up at me like he was about to say something more, but he was stopped by the bedroom door opening.
"Harry, we have to go do that interview now. You and E should say your goodbyes for real." Louis smiled weakly at Harry and I. I stood from Harry's lap then helped him off the bed. Harry tugged me against him and kissed me softly.
"I am sorry, baby." Harry whispered.
I smiled up at him, "I know you are. Now go to work. I'll be ready for bed when you get back."
Louis looked at Harry and I concerned, "You're staying the night?"
I nodded shyly, "Yeah. Harry and I thought of something." Louis' worry only seemed to grow. "Go on. I'm just going to hang out with Eleanor while you're gone." Harry kissed my forehead before leading me out of the bedroom.
Eleanor and I sat on the sofa watching a movie silently. I could feel her staring at me with intense eyes. She wanted to talk but I was too enthralled with the movie. I giggled when I heard her sigh like she was annoyed.
Without taking my eyes off the television, I asked, "What Eleanor?"
"Do you and Harry always fight like that?" Eleanor inquired. I shrugged. "Because you both sounded really mad but we could never completely hear what you were saying. Louis and I get into an argument and everyone within ten blocks knows it." I couldn't help but laugh. Harry and I were only loud about arguments when we knew no one was around to hear. "What were you arguing about?" I just shook my head. We were quiet about fights for a reason. "Come on, E. I just want to help. I really like you and I know that Harry loves you more than anything." I sighed and gave her the basics of the argument. She didn't need to know everything. Eleanor frowned, "I understand where he's coming from. No one here wants you to go back to Charles."
"I know but I have to keep this up until Sunday. I really do. Charlie can't know that anything is wrong." I replied with a smile.
"Sunday?" Eleanor seemed completely confused. I nodded. "Sunday is our last full day then we go back to London."
I smirked, "I am very well aware of when we will be going home." Eleanor thought for a moment then her eyes widened in delight. "You can't tell Harry any of this. You have to promise me. If he knows, he'll start something with Charlie. I know he will." Eleanor nodded quickly and urged me to tell her the rest with her eyes. "On Friday, just before the end of the business day, my lawyer will be filing my request for separation. On Monday morning, Charlie's lawyer will know about it and call Charlie. But it won't matter because I will be on my way to London with the love of my life." I smiled brightly at Eleanor.
"Oh my God, you're really doing it." Eleanor seemed short of breath as she said it.
My stomach twisted a little as I nodded, "Yeah. I am. I made a promise to Harry. I'm going to keep it."
Eleanor laughed and grabbed my hand, "Then why do you look so scared?"
"Charlie isn't always the nicest guy. There's a reason that I am going to leave before he finds out that I filed." I replied honestly. Eleanor lifted her eyebrow. "And I'm going to move to London. I don't know many people there and about a week after I get there, Harry has to leave again for the last tour leg then the boys are going to have promo for the new album. I'm nervous about being alone in a place I don't know."
"You'll have me. And Sophia will love to have you in London. She told me that she just adores you. Perrie said that she would be home around that time too. Perrie just adores you as well." Sophia informed me. Eleanor grinned as she took my hand again, "That's the great thing about the boys being in a band. They've got each other for support and someone to know exactly what they are going through and us girls have each other for support and someone to know exactly how much we hate their touring schedule." I laughed quietly. Eleanor hugged me tightly. "Everything is going to work out." Just then the hotel room door opened. Harry and Louis stepped inside. Both of them were smiling seeing Eleanor and I hugging. Eleanor kissed my cheek gently, "Night E."
"Night El." I giggled as she left with Louis.
OOOOOOH! Things are happening!
I felt a lot better today than I have in a couple of weeks. I got a lot done story wise. I might post again tonight before I head off to work. :)