Rose

I stayed behind in the study with Harold for a bit. I asked him several times who was coming tomorrow but he refused to tell even me. He said he wanted to tell me but he just couldn't, it would ruin everything if he did. He seemed stressed and tense about the whole situation and as I left, I couldn't help but wonder what had Harry so frazzled. He usually was the cool, calm, serious, collected one. Tomorrow was going to be one hell of a day. I entered Liam's and my room. He was already in there watching TV from the bed. He seemed extremely upset and his mood didn't lighten much either as he saw me enter. He was definitely pissed about the elbowing. Well, he needed to stop being so disrespectful all the time and just let Harold speak. It was an important meeting after all. Plus that mouth of his was just going to get him into more trouble than what was necessary. I tried to cuddle with him but he moved away from me. He definitely was mad. "Babe, baby," I called in a soothing tone of voice hoping to get his attention. He ignored me of course. "I'm sorry love but it needed to be done." I attempted to cuddle him again. It did not work that well. He sighed and turned to face me, holding my hand, yet still keeping some distance. "Oh, so it was necessary not to support me and make me look like a fool? Like some child that needs to be put in his place. Hmm?" He stated so coldly and calmly. "That was not my intent and I do support you which is why I stopped you. I did it to keep you from running that mouth of yours and getting into trouble. It seemed like a pretty serious meeting to me. Yes, there's some mystery guess, which is weird. But if you took a moment to observe your father, you would have seen how tense he seemed. And you and I both know that Harold is only ever that serious when it comes to something you've done that he disapproves of or you two are having an argument. It is strange. After you left, he wouldn't even admit to me who it is." I explained. "That is so very strange. He does adore you and tells you like everything, especially when he fights with me. Of course, you then tell me everything he says cause you're such a cheeky little chipmunk. Guess we'll have to see who it is for ourselves tomorrow. But I am not following protocol. F**k what Harold says, I will do as I please. Also, I guess I see your point. So I forgive you for now." He stated and then nuzzled into my neck. "You're so lucky your irresistible and I love you so damn much, girl." He mumbled into my neck and I could feel the soft smile he gave as he wrapped me in his embrace. "I won't follow protocol along with you tomorrow then and I love you too, big baby." I giggled. Before hugging him back and kissing his forehead. "Good night, my sweet precious boy. I truly do love you so much. " He squeezed me back tighter and whispered, "Sweet dreams, gorgeous." Then we both fell into a nice, decent slumber.