It's taking all your strenght (Zarry /AU.) /English Version

41. The Gala

Harry

After several hours of flight we finally land in London. Two limousines with tinted windows await us. Louis and I getting into separate cars. I don't want anyone to see that we've come together. I can't stand bad publicity! 

My mother is already waiting for me and takes me in her arms. When she finds out the reason for my journey, she frowns. 

"Of course. I should have guessed. Your visit has nothing to do with a family meeting." 

She seems disappointed. 

"Mummy, do you start the topic again?" I say.

 "What does Tomlinson want from you? Why doesn't he take Lottie to the gala?" 

I bring annoyed my bag in the guest room. 

"Let's talk about something else, please." 

She pours coffee into a cup, takes a sip and shakes her head in disbelief.

 "Harry, I just don't like it. Louis is using you. He's been around you since your time in the band. Please don't get me wrong. I don't mind a relationship between men. However, you are straight." 

She adds. 

"How many times do I have to tell you, we have no relationship, mother! We are friends." 

I'm not in the mood for this discussion. I can't tell her that I'm with Zayn. That would be the next disaster for her. With my IPhone in my hand, I disappear in the garden.

"What are you doing right now? I miss you, H." . I write Zayn.

For minutes I get no answer. My guilty conscience bothers me. I lied to him. He will probably hear it from the press. I've clarified in advance with the Foundation that under no circumstances may photos of me appear. It was a bit surprised. "Mr. Styles, that's a positive press for you." They replied. I was babbling about privacy and hoping for luck.

"I'm in the studio. Miss you too. Z."

No further texts came from Zayn that day.

Lou is calling. He is on his way to the gala. I'm wearing a dark suit and go down stairs. The chauffeur is waiting for me in front of the house.