With a sketchbook open on my lap, I watched Harry smile at me through the screen. We tried to Skype as many nights as possible but sometimes he was just too busy.
"Harry, when are you coming back to Guernsey? I miss you!" I asked, grabbing an eraser and rubbing out my bad sketch in frustration.
"I'm not sure because I've got videos planned to film with the boys over the next few weeks. I miss you too!" He said, blowing a kiss through the screen with a cheeky grin.
I pouted like a little child as he spoke, but jumped up and raced around my room, pretending to catch his kiss, making him laugh at my childish actions.
Our conversation continued for the next two hours, which was nice since we usually just caught up and one of us had to leave.
"I'm gonna have to go soon, baby sis. I have a video to edit." He said. I pouted again, frowning at the stupid nickname, whilst Harry laughed.
"I'm not even a year younger than you, so if I'm a baby then so are you!" He chuckled, but his face dropped when a hot tear rolled down my cheek. I wiped it away furiously, angry with myself for letting him see that I wasn't happy.
"Hey, Alex don't cry, please! What's wrong?" He asked worriedly. I wiped my face again with the sleeve of one of Harry's blue hoodies. I'd stolen it from his room after he moved to London, and had since become my favourite.
"It's nothing! I'm fine!" I snapped. Harry looked shocked. I didn't get angry often; I didn't shout at anyone. "I'm sorry I didn't mean for it to sound that way," I apologised and smiled weakly.
"You can tell me anything, you know that right?" He leant his chin in his palm and smiled.
"I know, it's just that I miss you and the guys. I haven't seen any of you in person for seven months! And mum and dad are getting on my nerves." I grumbled and tried to start sketching again to focus my attention away from Harry's worries gaze.
Another tear trickled down my face as I spent the next half an hour explaining how mum and dad had been with me since he left, and how when I watched the guys' videos, it just makes me want to see all of them again.
After sitting quietly and listening to me, Harry finally piped up.
"Why didn't you tell me, I would have come back?" He sounded a little disappointed.
"That's exactly why. I knew you'd come back and would even take a break from YouTube just to make sure that I was happy. I didn't want you to do that, so I've been bottling it up for the past year, since you moved out." I said firmly.
"You know me too well," Harry said and laughed. I gave him a small smile despite the fact I was still upset I wasn't going to see him for a while.
"I think I have an idea!" He exclaimed and grinned at me.
"What is it?" Ignoring my question, Harry got up and ran out of frame, and I heard his bedroom door close behind him.
I continued to draw in my sketchbook until he finally strolled casually back on screen, with Cal and Callum closely behind him. They all sat down and gave me big, toothy smiles.
"Anyone care to explain why you three idiots are grinning at me like that?" I asked, giggling at their excited nature.
"We have a surprise for you, and I think you're going to like it!" Cal stated.
"Since you seem to hate staying at home with your mum and dad, and we have a spare room in our apartment, why don't you come and stay with us for a while?" Callum said, whilst i clapped my hands excitedly like a child at the circus.
"Scrap that! Why don't you come and live with us?" Harry cried. "I called mum and dad, and I told them you could stay, just not how long." We all laughed. It was typical of Harry to bend the truth.
"Well?"
"Do you even need to ask? I'd love to!" I shouted. "When can I come?"
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A week later, I stood outside of the airport, waiting for my taxi to pick me up. Harry had insisted I message him as soon as I landed to let him know how long I'd be.
I climbed into my cab, after struggling for a while with my bags, and put my seatbelt on. I pulled my phone out and searched his contact.
To: Harold
I've just jumped in my cab! I can't wait to see you. I'll be at your place in about half an hour xx
I almost instantly got a reply.
From: Harold
Ok! I'm so excited. We have to surprise the guys later too xx
After about forty five minutes, my cab pulled up outside Harry's apartment block. I paid the driver, and tipped him for being really kind when helping me with my bags. As the taxi pulled away behind me, I took a deep breath and began to haul my bags towards the front door.
Mum and dad still didn't know I wasn't not planning on returning home any time soon, but we could cross that bridge when we got to it. Although I knew they weren't going to be happy that I moved without telling them, I hope that, even if it's not what they want, they would try to support me in this decision, as long as I'm happy.
I ran into the apartment block, as fast as possible with two suitcases and a backpack, and into the lift.
As soon as the elevator doors pinged open, I jumped out and ran along the corridor until I reached the right door.
I dropped all my bags in the middle of the corridor, took a step forward, and opened the door.
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ordinary ; simon minter
Fanfiction"there's nothing wrong with being a little more than ordinary." in which two friends are finally made to realise that they're more than that. [i was editing this but just stopped lol so I hope people still like it] For Nia :)
