Lydia’s POV
I woke up to the sound of laughter and voices from downstairs and stood up in my bed, my eyes were still closed because of the lack of energy I had in me. Me and Harry talked until 3am and I am guessing that it’s 9am.
Opening my eyes slowly I looked at the clock, yeah 9:01am actually.
As I got out of bed I walked straight into the bathroom, when I passed by the mirror I noticed something different about me. I didn’t look tired at all actually like I always do, the deep rings of black weren’t hanging below my eyes, and it seemed that the color in my face was restored a little. My muscles didn’t feel sore or brittle, but actually no feeling of pain anywhere. I just felt so energized and great. Maybe it was from the nutrients of the food I ate last night with Harry…all of those calories floating inside me now…
I washed my face than brushed my teeth, I then let my hair loose of its messy top knot and let my long wavy locks flow down my back and the front of my chest.
Right when I remembered the words Harry said to me last night about my wardrobe…I turned right around to put on a simple tank top and a pair of pajama shorts.
I did not want to go through that embarrassing moment again, thinking about it even made my cheeks warm and red.
I was actually taken back a tad bit by the beautiful sun gleaming through the big glass windows as I stepped down the stairs, the laughter and voices got more louder when I walked closer to the kitchen.
Everyone turned their heads to me and smiled or greeted me with a “good morning” I smiled back in return. Christa was cooking as Eleanor made tea, Liam helped by getting out all the plates and dishes, Niall was flirting with Christa right next to her by the stove, Louis was with Michael, Emilio, Zayn, and Ethan about soccer clubs. Declan just came in with regular clothing besides all of us wearing our pajamas.
“Good morning” Declan winked at me and I just responded with a kind nod as my cheeks sprinkled with pinkish colors and a kind smile enveloped on my lips.
“Good morning beautiful” a pair of arms snaked around my waist and pulled me into their chest, hugging me from the behind. I rolled my eyes at the familiar deep rasp morning voice. Harry was bare with no shirt at all as he held me tighter to him acting as if it depended on his life. I didn’t want to resist, it felt nice being in his arms…..just like old times…But it still felt strange and uncomfortable.
Declan’s eyes pierced darts into Harry’s soul and I could feel Harry’s body tense, oh no please not this. Not now.
I removed Harry’s arms from me and he looked kind of shocked than he glared back at Declan, Declan wasn’t shy to return the same look.
Interrupting their Mexican standoff I scoffed and turn around on my heal.
Leaving them to stare at each other like they were going to kill each other I sat in between Emilio and Zayn, Zayn pulled me in for a hug and kissed the top of my head.
“What’s wrong baby?” he cooed at me, his brown eyes caressed my soul as he felt the need to still comfort me after all have been done, I just loved how he still hugged and touched me this way even though we agreed to become friends instead. I rested my heavy head on his shoulder as he soothingly glided his magical hands across my gold silk skin.
“Them” I nodded my head into the direction towards the two idiots doing a death stare showdown, he chuckled and pulled me closer making me feel the same pit of warmth and comfort again.
“Ignore them, they will eventually get over it. They are men, we do this type of stuff to stand our ground.” Zayn informed me, I looked at every guy at this table and they nodded agreeing with him confirming.
I laughed and Zayn let out another deep chuckle and released me, right after he released me he placed a kiss on my forehead and right when that happened I saw the two idiots turn their attention away from each other to us. Only Harry had the pure furious rage in his face while Declan looked at me with sadness.
“So. What team is Michael and Ethan trying to drag you into now?” I interrupted the awkward silence around the table, Louis smiled at me and turned his attention to my brother.
“Manchester City”
“Have you lost your mind. We should just drown you for even thinking about that team.” I screamed at them both as they looked at me with wide eyes, than the rest started to laugh like little girls.
“For such a tiny girl you sure are a violent creature” Ethan joked.
“I am 5’8, I am as tall Niall don’t call me tiny” Narrowing my eyes at him, Niall walked over and gave us all glares.
“So basically I am getting called tiny too? Ok than you giants.” he growled and sat next to Zayn, everyone continued to laugh. I took a glance at Harry who was now arguing with Christa, Louis smirked evilly and got up to walk over to the argument.
“You little brat. You ate the huge chunk of the cake didn’t you.” she shouted at Harry as he crossed his arms across his chest, he had his hair pushed back, a thin strapped muscle shirt now covering his inked tattoos.
“I wasn’t alone in this although” he teased, Christa looked at Louis and maybe suggested it was him, but really it was me..
“Louis and Harry, partners in crime” she growled, than Louis looked offended and walked over to her.
“Pardon me, but I think I've matured from such accusations" he stated.
Christa blushed wildly and glared at him.
“Louis was asleep he wasn’t with me, Lydia was with me” Everyone froze than looked at me, Christa’s mouth opened a little in shock and looked at me for a few seconds than glared right back at Harry.
“Well I am glad you two enjoyed it” she restrained herself than huffed and mumbled under her breath.
“Oh I know I did, it was delicious. That's why I kept licking the chocolate icing off of all of it” Harry replied back with cheekiness in his tone and walked away, Christa turned around with a metal spatula in her hand than Declan pulled her back laughing at how she said “Let me just slap the smart ass out of him!”. Harry sat in the seat right across from me and smirked, I chuckled a little and shook my head.
“But the cake was delicious Christa. Thanks for making it” I said, than Emilio and Zayn turned to smile at me big, hearing that I finally ate.
Then they both looked at Harry and Emilio mouthed the words “Thank You”.
Declan gave me a nod and I guess he approved of Harry too.
“So what are the plans for this summer?” I say grabbing an orange from the center bowl peeling it with my finger skillfully.
“Grandparents vows, the house warming party, the shops, and much more I guess” Emilio shrugged then he got up to look at a dry erase board, Michael let out a whining groan as Emilio brung it over to the table.
“Don’t start with your organization bull crap” He groaned, Emilio rolled his eyes and continued.
“These will be the days we are busy” He pointed to grandparents reception setting day and ceremony setting day, the ceremony, and Michael's first year of college celebration gathering.
“Ok” I nodded and continued peeling the fruits skin, Zayn nudged me for a piece of share and I put a slice in his hand.
“How is college, brat?” I playfully spat at my brother he laughs and hits Ethan’s shoulder who looks in my direction also.
“Awesome. Party. Girls.-“
“Books. Studying. Professors” I interrupted looking deadly at them both, they frighteningly shifted in their seats clearing their throats guilty by there actions.
“What’s wrong? They are men, I see nothing wrong with partying a bit and getting a few birds” Harry stated proudly, encouraging my brother and his idiot friend. Michael's face brightened and smiled nodding of approval with Harry.
What the hell does he think he is doing?
“Harry. To remind you. You are not even in college.” A couple of ‘oooos’ echoed the room and Harry’s jaw tightened and stared at me darkly. This new Harry was actually kind of scaring me…the Harry I knew would laugh it off but this one…he just got easily offended quickly and fast.
“Well at least I will be making more money than you will in your life” He harshly stated and crossed his arms defensively. I could say I was lost for words. What an asshole.
“Yeah but I’ll be saving life’s. Your just making 13 year olds scream at the top of their lungs from HD photos of you shirtless or even smiling” Hissing at him through my teeth, everyone quieted as they listened to our intense tension closely.
“We do the same too, and as I recall you were the one who actually liked seeing me shirtless or even naked in front of your eyes instead of photos so I wouldn’t talk” He scoffed and grabbed a banana from the bowl and started to peel the yellow fruits skin.
I could feel everyone’s awkward energy and reaction as I heard a few silent coughs and cleared throats. I am of course embarrassed and angered but not that much, I am not going to deny that Harry is extremely attractive and I do enjoy when he has less clothing but I know for a fact that he does seem the way about me.
He stared at me intensely with his green electric eyes as he took a huge bite of his banana and smirked wickedly.
“Yeah not going to lie, I admit you have a nice body” I started with a serious tone and a straight face and he chuckled satisfied chewing the food in his mouth.
“But” I started and he stopped still staring at me with confusion and curiosity with the next words I am about to say.
“I was always attracted to Liam first ” He swallowed his banana hard and stared at Liam. Liam’s face flushed and he erupted in laughter looking at Harry in defeat.
“No, You always found me most attractive.” He started to protest, but I shook my head honestly with my final real answer.
Yup, I was always a Liam girl from the beginning not going to lie.
“Drama queen” Michael groaned throwing his head back in annoyance.
Harry continued to pout in his seat while Liam taunted him by flicking some of his curls around.
“Liam. I will kill you” He growled, Liam was taking back till a smirk appeared on his face and his poked Harry’s cheek with his fast finger.
“I would love to see you try” Liam threatened back and took a orange slice from my offering palm and stuffed one in his mouth and chewed to the citrus goodness.
“mmmmm yummy orange” He taunted back trying to irritate Harry even further, Harry’s dark green eyes still glaring at him as he tried to take a slice from my palm also. I closed my fingers in protection of the sweet fruit and held it close to me.
“I guess Harry doesn’t get any of Lydia’s fruit share” Liam snickered again making me giggle also, I felt like that little kid who rejected Harry not to play tag with us at the play ground and it was quite funny watching his cheeks turn pink from anger.
But than his frown went into a wicked smile and got up and pushed his seat in. He took another nibble at his banana and gave me a cheeky wink.
“If you didn’t know already I have in the past got some of her fruit, you’re the ones missing out on it” His smile still wickedly stayed and he gave me a cunning wink again before walking out to the back porch.
Emilio dropped everything and stared at him in shock and was mumbling curse words under his breath. Michael looked more angry as he tightly held onto the table gripping it tightly, maybe he wanted to strangle Harry with those hands. I didn’t mind.
As for me, I wasn’t surprised by such words. He is a cheeky bastard after all, my cheeks didn’t feel any warmth as I was already angered by our argument anyways.
Everyone else just stood there embarrassed to hear such things but I looked at all of them to reassure it was ok anyways, they returned to normal except Declan who was still staring at me hard with a concern look.
This summer will be quite interesting don’t you think?
Harry's POV
During breakfast I couldn’t take my eyes off of Lydia.
Whenever I looked up she would have that same smile on her soft plump lips it was tempting me so badly to not reach for her across this table to smash my lips on to hers.
I watched as her and Zayn were getting really touchy, I sent a few glares to him as the rage of jealously stuck throughout me. He ignored my looks and rolled his eyes and gave me a reassuring nod or look, I trusted Zayn. But I didn’t trust that one lad who I was having one of a hell of a death glare contest, I knew exactly who he is, he was the man who caused Lydia to flee all the way to England in the first place. I still can’t believe she’s still friends with him after what all he did to her.
I am not going to let that bastard in my way anyways, Lydia actually ate breakfast and Emilio kept mouthing “Thank You’s” over and over again to me, Victoria looked at us both like we were sending secret codes. I’ll tell her later.
After I was done I excused myself and went to change, I grabbed my white plain v neck and a pair of dark jeans. Once I stepped into the hallway I found my white converses near my door where I left them.
“Oi, Harry.” Niall called for me walking through the hallways than his eyes landed on me.
“Niall keep your voice down. I know this place is huge but it echoes.” he turned pink with embarrassment and chuckled nervously.
“Sorry mate, but all the girls are gone. All the lads are out back playing a bit of football. Want to join?”
“Where did Lydia go?”
“I told you. Lydia, Ele, and Christa went to the main house.”
I looked at him confused than he was starting to get irritated.
“Lydia’s grandmother wanted to have some kind of ‘girls brunch’ with them all. Look are you coming or not?” He puffed annoyed by my questions I gave in and nodded following behind him.
When we finally made it outside it was a good windy day, not too humid or to chilly. Louis kicked the ball back and forth with Zayn. Michael and Emilio were whining about something at the net.
“This is what happens when you or Ethan can’t accept defeat. You cut the new net I just bought. Really.” Emilio screamed frustrated.
Michael just gave me a stupid look and shrugged with innocence. Emilio glared at him and walked away.
“No net. No game. Not in the mood now.” He growled to everyone
Lydia’s POV:
“Don’t slouch! Chin up dear!” my grandmother scolded me. I sent her a fake smile and when I turned to Eleanor who seemed to be enjoying this she gave me a “don’t be a party pooper” look and gave her full attention to my grandmother once again.
I was wearing a knee length A-line cream dress as the straps were 3 fingered length making my collar bone prominen tand paired with bright blue heels.
“So the reason I brought you all here is because I wanted to discuss something with all of you”
“And that is?” Christa spoke out.
“I see to it that you will keep all the boys lined up and to not destroy the house I am letting you borrow.” She said clear and sharply.
“Yes we will and they know to act as mature as possible to not upset you in any way at all” I can trust the boys to be a little mature in front of my grandmother, I had faith in them.
What I didn’t know yet was that all my faith was going to disappear.
“Mother” I heard my aunt Arlene scream, everyone seemed to jump from her cringing voice and we all turned to look at her running like crazy towards us.
“What is it now?” My grandmother stood up in panic.
“Those boys. They are inside the house. They-“ before she could even speak I quickly got up and took off my heels to start running to the house across the lawn from the garden area where we were seated.
I was silently praying that they haven’t broken anything or done something to make my grandmother plaque their heads to a wall.
I opened the back kitchen door and when I walked in I heard the loud voices of the boys far away, I kept walking closer and closer to their voices as the annoying shouts and screams got louder.
My eyes went wide when I walked into the longue area to find Liam scolding the boys to behave, Louis and Niall making jokes about the family pictures of me on the wall, Zayn hitting Harry with a pillow as Harry did the same action towards him.
“What are you doing” I screamed, they all turned to me and their eyes went wide with fear and surprise.
Harry smirked and walked closer to me, he crossed his arms across his chest and looked me up and down, licking his lips. I snapped my fingers in his face to getting back to reality.
“Answer me. Before my Grandmother-“ I heard a loud gasp behind me.
I turned around to see my Grandmother and Arlene panicking.
“You put that down right now young man I mean it.”
“Don’t you dare hit people with those pillows. They are custom made.”
“You. Boy. Come hear get away from my vases.”
“And You! Stop staring at my granddaughter like that young man. A man does not stare at a young lady in such a way.”
All the boys and I started to laugh hard at the last thing my grandmother said, I clutched my stomach as I rested my head and body support on Harry’s shoulder laughing also.
“What’s so funny?” I heard a deep dark voice say from the other entrance of the room. My eyes met with my father’s dark brown eyes as they angrily glared at me and the boys.
“Nothing, this is just a misunderstanding.” I whispered lowly not meeting my father's dark evil eyes.
“Well. Clearly it is. There are 5 immature men in your grandfathers longue room. I don’t think he will quite pleased with the idea of them ruining his relaxing space.” My father said sternly, I got that same heavy weight on my chest the last time I talked to my father…sadly I always felt like this when I was around this man.
“They didn’t know. It won’t happen again. I promise.”
“Good, because I hope this behavior doesn’t continue at the ceremony tomorrow.”
I swallowed hard and I think Harry even saw that I was afraid of my own father just as much as all the boys were.
“Your Grandfather is coming tonight, he plans to take a little break from all the stress of work. He wants to meet all of you actually.”
“I also didn’t mention that Alex is staying with Arthur and Sara at the moment, they will also join us tomorrow.” I nodded, I didn’t notice I was shaking still Harry secretly placed his hand on my back, moving his hand up and down soothing me. The touch caused another shock of electricity to go through me as I could feel the hitch of my breathing shake.
“We will be there.” I agreed. My father flashed us a uncomfortable cunning smile and than he walked out the room whistling, the room was still dead silent till we heard a door close loudly. All of us let out a deep exhale.
“Your father is really-“
“Fucking”
“Scary”
“Weird”
“Snobby” I looked up to see who said that and with no surprise I recognized the voice belong to Harry who had a angry look in his eyes as his grip tightened more closer to me.
“He’s nowhere near snobby. He’s just the devil himself” I said honestly.
“Why would you say something like that about your dad?” Liam said in shock.
“I’ll tell you later not here.” he nodded, I looked at my grandmother and Arlene as they waited for us to turn our attention to them.
“It’s time for you boys to leave. Lydia you are dismissed also.”
“We are really sorry Mrs.Soberanes, we really are. In no way at all is this Lydia’s fault. It’s ours. We shouldn’t have been acting such immature children in front of beautiful woman of your selves.” Harry said giving my grandmother a cheeky flirty smirk.
My grandmother’s eyes went wide and the color or red decorated her face, she begun to fan herself and giggle like a Japanese school girl. Me and Arlene both found our jaws hanging on the floor. Liam shook his head in disagreement, Louis looked like a proud father; Zayn and Niall were trying to hold back their laughter as they watched Harry practically seduce my grandmother.
“Ok it’s time for us to go. Like now.” I pushed Harry with a strong force out of the door and right before I did he winked at Arlene who started to curse him in all the languages she knew fluently.
“You are going to be dead Styles.” I growled at him still guiding us out of the house. His hand found its way to bum and he smacked it. Hard. He made me squeak with shock, I ignored the throbbing pain on the area.
The warm sensation started in my cheeks was now all over my face.
I stopped in my place and glared at him hard. I watched as his eyebrow rose with curiosity wondering what my next move was. My body trembled with anger and shock. How dare he. He may have the same feelings we had before but I don’t feel anything.
“Don’t put your hands on me.” I said through my teeth as my tone took him surprise. Right at that moment too he took me by surprise as he pulled me into him dangerously close and his hands gripped tightly into my skin as I whimpered from the harsh treatment to my body. Harry’s eyes turned a dark green and his cute adorable smile that once was on display was now an angry black smirk
“I like it went your angry. It turns me on” He growled against my ear, I could feel his hot breath steam against my ear. If I wasn’t terrified by this sudden mode change than I would of pushed him off and walked away. My body physically remained frozen as my insides pumped with adrenaline and my mind raced with thoughts.
“Harry. You’re hurting me” I whisper.
“No. You’re hurting me.” He snarled, his words have taken me back as I didn’t understand what he meant when he was the one to put his hands on me.
“You’re hurting my heart. You’re killing me. All I want is to love you. Why can’t you see that I love you. I have gone almost over a year without you, without your touch, without your kisses, and your love. I know that we lost a baby but-“ I didn’t let him finish as my hand lashed his cheek.
“How dare you” I hissed like a rattle snake, Harry stumbled back as he looked at me with hysteria.
“We. There were no we when I lost that baby. You know bloody well that if I was still pregnant that summer you would have made me get rid of it, you knew you weren’t ready. We both weren’t, and we still aren’t. Damn you to hell Harry” I roared at him as my body quaked with enmity. Tears danced down my face as my sobs were low and moans. Harry stood tensed as a rock as my words stung him brutally, his eye rimmed with tears.
His glossy eyes returned to a soft green as he leered into my soul, making me feel as deep in hole as I was already in.
He swallowed loudly as his throat burned probably from letting tears come from his eyes, his face febrile with red.
“You may think that. But I can’t change what you think. Because you are such a stubborn, selfish, cold, and heartless person. You only believe in what you believe is true. I wonder if being in love with you is a curse or a blessing.”
As I let his words succumb into me, they entered with such pain and agony. My soul reacted with such disturbance and hurt.
My arms held onto me as my grip got tighter and tighter onto myself trying to console myself from his words. Our eyes still looked into each other. No more words.
Harry’s jaw clenched as he took one finale glance at me then turned for the front door.
My head remained down as I cringed at the loud echo sound of his shoes tapping against the tile floor. Once the door closed behind him, I collapsed to the ground on my knees crying into my hands. Leaving me to drown in my new and old lacerations just being opened and reopened.
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