Little White Lies (Harry Styles)

Chapter 31

Lola's POV:

'Dinner was wonderful thanks Lolita' My grandad smiles. I return the kind gesture and a pang of guilt hits me hard.

'Gramps i'm sorry I haven't seen you much, I know the whole reason I came here was to spend more time with you' I look down, I feel a warm hand cover mine, he rubs over my fingers gently and I find sincere comfort in it.

'Lola, I want nothing more than you to make friends, something or someone has given you one last chance to do all the things you didn't get to do in London, and this could be the last chance you get to put it right. Don't you dare stop on my account, just knowing that your clothes are all sprawled out over the room upstairs gives me comfort that you are here with me' He says, I see how old he is growing, he no longer looks me in the eye, they're a few centremetres out and it breaks my heart how the many years we have spent together may have to finally come to an end soon.

'I met someone, a boy' I look down embarassed, surprised at myself for telling a family member this. 'and he's really sweet and ..different' I laugh at my choice of words. 'His names Harry and he wants to take me to his Dad's birthday tomorrow morning and I just wanted to ask you if that would be okay?'.

'Lola, as long as you're happy, I am!' He says, sighing and leaning back in his chair. 'Now leave me alone so I can watch my film in peace' he shoos me away with his hand. 'Oh and Lola' I turn to look at him. 'When your mother lived with me a few years back, she left a dress and I never got the chance to return it before she..left, it's in the back of my wardrobe. Help yourself to it for tomorrow' he says, not looking at me and still focused on his film.

I run towards him and kiss his forehead, thanking him over and over again; not just for the dress, but for being so damn understanding the whole time. I run upstairs, taking two steps at a time and practically skip into my grandads bedroom. Pulling open his wardrobe door, I push all the other clothes out the way until I find a black dress bag. Taking it off the hanger and putting it on the bed, I take a deep sigh before unzipping it to find the most elegant red dress I have ever seen. Without hesitation, I rid of all my clothing and slip the dress on. It's a simple tight body con dress that reaches just below my knees, transforming it into something classy and sophisticated. The straps are black, aswell as the material belt that sits just above my bellybutton. Although my mum wasn't the classiest person in the world, and wasn't even the prettiest person either, I know for a fact that I could see her in this dress and she would look beautiful, fitting her curves perfectly and showing her ever prominant collar bones that I had always been oh so jealous of. My heart ached for my sister, wherever she was. I feel bad that I rarely ever think of her, but it's been so long since i've spoken about my childhood, and since Harry's come along, everything seems to be more out in the open.. some things anyway. 

I walk down stairs to go and show my gramps and do a couple of twirls, laughing.

'You look wonderful Lola, Harry is a very lucky boy' He says, smiling up at me. I blush at his words but laugh them off before saying my goodnights and heading up to bed.

After doing my evening routine, I climb into bed, not long before my phone buzzed.

From Harry:

Goodnight beautiful, see you tomorrow - H xx

And for the first time in years, I fall asleep with a smile on my face, excited for the upcoming day.

***

I woke up on my own today at around 8 o'clock. Probably because of my excitement. I took a shower, making sure to shave every part of my body except my arms and face of course! The blueberry shampoo had already filled my nostrils and I felt as if I could fall asleep with how relaxing yet fresh and vibrant it smelled. After coming out of the shower, I wrapped my hair in a towel and moisturised up, I painted my fingernails and toe nails a mettalic silver and did my makeup with a slight flick of the eyeliner. I settled for red lipstick and pulled my dress up. My hair was curled and to finish the outfit off, I wore some black heels. By now it was just gone 10 and I had begun to wonder where Harry was. Making my way downstairs, I noticed my granddad still wasn't up; he doesn't tend to wake up early anyway. There was a knock on my door and I opened up to see a very Dashing looking Harry in a white shirt and dress pants with his curls pushed back from his face. His cologne clouded my senses and i just wanted to collapse in his arms right there and then but obviously, I restrained from doing so.

'Lola you-you look beautiful' He complimented me, eyes wide. I blushed.

'And you look oh so very dapper Harold' I laughed and hooked my arm in his as he led me down my driveway.

'Um, my mum wants to meet you' He says, my eyes widened and I could no longer contain my smile.

'Really, when?' I asked, not bothering to hide my excitement, and that seemed to make Harry smile. I couldn't help but notice how his tattoos were visible through his white shirt, especially the sparrow's I dearly loved.

'Well she's in the car now, i'm going to drop her off at work and then we'll be off' He said, opening the back passenger seat door and I noticed a young beautiful woman with bright grey eyes, dimples and a wide smile seated next to me. I was about to greet her, when she beat me to it.

'So you must be the famous Lola, wow aren't you stunning' She smiles, the gloss on her lips making her teeth look whiter than they already are.

'And you must be Harry's mum, thankyou that's so lovely of you to say' I smile widely, I already love this woman.

'yes I am, and you can call me Anne.' I nod. we're conversed for around another 10 minutes before Harry stopped outside the hospital.

'Well this is my stop sweety, I hope to see you soon, Hope you both have a great day and feel free to stay round tonight love, Frank is at a conference meeting and won't be back until tomorrow evening' I nod, thanking her and saying goodbye before walking round to the passenger seat next to Harry. He sighs heavily.

'Okay baby, are you ready for this?' He asks and I nod, kissing him lightly on the cheek. If only I was prepared for what was to come.

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