CHAPTER 43

ANGIE'S POV

I knew that Harry was a major flirt and all, but that was just deep. Saying that he would never be lost as long as he had me, made me feel like our relationship was so mature. For a couple of 18 year old teenagers, already saying that you love each other and that you know your soul mates, is pretty serious. I think I liked it though. I didn't want a childish silly relationship, but at the same time I didn't want to feel like an old married couple. Harry found a way to have a serious relationship, but still have fun. Although lately, we haven't had much fun. But I would consider this car ride to be somewhat of an adventure.

"I feel the same way." I said smiling.

"Should I stop driving?" He asked laughing slightly.

I nodded my head and he pulled into a random parking garage. I could tell that we were in a busy part of town, I just didn't know what town. As soon as the car parked, Harry ran over to my door and helped me into my wheelchair.

"Let's have some lunch. Pick any restaurant and I'll rent the whole place out." He said as he pushed me down the busy street.

"That one." I said pointing at a brick place. I wasn't sure what kind of food they had, but I was hungry and it was the first restaurant I saw.

Harry turned the wheelchair and began walking towards the restraunt. When we entered we saw tons of people in there all waiting for a table. Harry walked past them all and right up to the seating hostess. She looked about our age, but wasn't all that pretty.

"You're Harry Styles." She said almost spacing out.

"No kidding! I never knew." He said laughing.

Of course now that his name was said, just about every teenage girl in the busy restaurant came up to us. Great. Thankfully there were only like ten of them, but that was ten to many in my opinion. Harry being the kind guy that he is, signed autographs for them, and posed for pictures. Then all of the girls went back to their tables and Harry focused on the seating hostess.

"How much to rent out the entire restaurant for two hours?" He asked calmly like this was a normal thing to ask.

"I'll have to ask my manager, because this never really happens." She said.

Harry nodded his head and watched as the hostess went to get her manager. He then turned back to me and flashed a cheeky smile.

"You don't have to do this." I said smiling. But truthfully, I really wanted him to.

"Yeah, but I want to." He said as a man maybe about 40 years old taped him on the shoulder.

"Mr. Styles?"

Harry spun around and said "That would be me."

"You want the entire two story restaurant to yourself for two hours?" He asked laughing.

"Yes, I want to take my girlfriend out for a proper date. How much?" He fired back.

"Let's say 2,000?" The manager reasoned.

"Done." Harry said pulling out his wallet.

"Great, I can have everyone out in 20 minutes for you two." He smiled.

"Cash or card?" Harry asked.

"You're kidding, right?" The manager probably didn't think that Harry would carry that much money on him. But he was wrong. One time Harry and I were out at a movie, and he had 10,000 dollars on him for no reason. Is that even safe?

"No, I'm not." Harry looked at the manager directly in his eye.

"Cash please." The manager looked quite happy.

Harry reached in his wallet and pulled out 20 one hundred dollar bills and handed them to the man. The manager counted his money and then screamed, "EVERYONE NEEDS TO LEAVE, SOMEONE HAS RENTED THE PLACE! IF YOU DON'T LEAVE, I'LL CALL THE POLICE! OUT!"

In ten minutes, everyone was out and the manager told Harry and I to sit wherever we pleased. Harry wheeled me to a table and pulled a rose out of his pocket and set it down in the middle of the table.

"Harry, why do you have a rose in your pocket?" I asked laughing.

"Emergency romantic times." He winked.

I laughed slightly and blushed. I waited until Harry would ask me about Louis and Niall because I knew that it would happen. I think that he was trying to avoid the topic for now, but it wouldn't last.

"So how do you feel about Louis and Niall, honestly?" He finally asked.

"Well I used to love Niall, or at least I thought I did. But after I told him it was over, he said it was okay, and we had never really talked until yesterday when he confessed his love for me." I said softly.

"And what about Louis?" He looked upset.

"Louis used to be like my big brother, and then we became best friends, and now he loves me as of today." I said my voice trailing off.

"But you don't love them back?" Harry had lots of questions! Great...

"I love Liam, Zayn, Niall, and Louis like I love Matthew. The love I have for you is the love I would expect to have with a boyfriend." I hoped my answer was what he wanted to hear.

"But they love you more than that." Harry almost yelled.

"I can't control who they love Harry." I mumbled.

"Should you even be around them?" He asked.

"I don't know, now it might be awkward." I said laughing.

"Angie this isn't the time to laugh. I'm honestly scared that I'm going to lose you to one of them." He said staring intently into my eyes.

"Well I can't just ignore two of your band mates, one being a roommate of yours!" I yelled.

"I'll leave the band and you and I can go live some place else. I'll cut my hair and change my name and number, so we can be together." He sounded serious.

"Just trust me Harry." I said hopefully.

He looked down at his pasta dish and didn't say anything. I mean he left me for three years and he survived. Who was he now to just say that he can't live without me? I took him back because those three years were awful for me, and I needed him. But he only came back to use me, then ended up falling for me again. Shouldn't that matter for something? How do I know that he won't leave again for three years just to realize I'm the one?

"What if one morning you wake up and realize you want Louis?" He asked.

"What if one morning you wake up and realize you want to leave me for three years again? I spat back at him.

He didn't say anything, so I continued, "I've never been unfaithful to you. Lets just remembered who left who for three years, only to come back to fall for them again."

"Sorry." Was all he said.

"Harry if I took you back after you broke my heart, and am able to trust you when you say your sorry and that you can't live without me, you need to be able to trust me when I say I won't fall for your friends." I said softly.

"I guess you're right. We do need to be able to trust each other. You always know what to say Angie, I love you." He leaned in and kissed my cheek.

"Love you too Hazza." I whispered in his ear.