It'd been about two weeks and you hadn't asked Harris to buy you a single thing. You hadn't told him that you heard what he said, but you were going to try and change to see if he would catch onto it. He'd been a lot happier lately, never complaining about his credit card being maxed out and not talking about how much money he'd spent in the day - and you couldn't help but wonder if maybe you really were such an expensive girlfriend. Had you really caused Harris to spend so much money? Why hadn't you realized it before? You couldn't believe that you were that much of a spender, especially since he'd never complained about it once until the other day in front of Adam. You walked into your apartment after a long day at work, pouting once you saw Harris going through the new bills that had came in the mail today. He looked content - not happy nor upset, just content. "Is something wrong?" You asked him, inching closer to him as you removed your shoes and jacket at the door. Harris looked up from the bills and smiled lightly as he looked up at you. "No, everything is good! How was work today?" He retorts, making you sigh and shrug your shoulders. He wasn't going to catch on - you were actually going to have to sit down and spell it out to him that you'd heard what he said, and you were still a little hurt over it. It'd actually taken a lot for you to cut back on that much of your spending, especially since you'd been so used to Harris letting you use his card to buy anything you needed - er, that you thought you needed anyway. "We need to talk about some things, Harris." You say as you pull out a chair next to his and sit down, taking some of the bills from the pile and laying them out in front of you to look at. He sighs and starts sorting through the left over mail on the table as he waits for you to continue talking. "I heard what you said about me the other day. When Adam was over?" You ask more than state to him, making sure he remembered. Harris nods his head slowly and looks over at you, his eyes holding an apologetic tint to them as he kept eye contact with you. "If I'm so expensive, why do you let me live with you? Why have you put up with me this long if I just keep putting you in the hole?" You cry into your hands, your head pounding from fighting the tears that were threatening to fall from your eyes. How was this supposed to be an easy conversation? You weren't sure if you would still even be together with Harris after it was over - and you weren't sure if you were upset because you were still hurt over the comments made about you or if you were scared to lose the best thing that had ever happened to you. "It's true, (Y/N). You are an expensive girlfriend and more times than not my credit card ends up being maxed out because you find it necessary to shop online at stores that are over seas-" He stops talking for a minute to catch his breath and to think of how to word the rest of his sentence. "But it's something I choose to put up with because I do care about you. I have such deep feelings for you that sometimes I let those feelings control what I do - and what do I do? I let you spend my money - some of which I don't really have to spend. So," Harris smiles as he leans over and wraps an arm around your shoulder, placing a soft kiss on your temple. "I apologize for not talking to you about it and embarrassing you like that." And for some reason, his apology was enough to make you cheer up.