Harry's P.O.V
I was currently on chapter 51 of Charles Dickens's Dombey and Son. I have no idea how Charles Dickens came up with these books, they are heaven on earth. I stuffed more Mac and Cheese into my mouth savoring the taste. I flipped through the next page egging to find out what happens next.
A knock echoed through my room, I put the book down and made my way across the room. I stooped by the door wondering if I should open the door or not.
"Harry, open the door I know you're in there." I heard Louis's pleading voice from the other side of the door.
I hesitantly undid the lock and opened the door, to reveal Niall, Louis and Zayn.
What?.
"Harry" Louis started.
"Hi" I muttered silently.
I moved out of the way letting them in. I played with my fingers, the awkwardness between us was immensely unbearable.
"So, Haz are you coming tonight?." Niall asked noticing the awkwardness in the glum air.
"No i'm not" I stated and took a seat on the bed and crawled my legs to my chest,
"Why not?." Zayn asked with worry In his tone.
I just shook my head at him. Because you don't want to run into her that's why. My subconscious screamed at me fire in his eyes.
Well, fine you're right.
I mentally glared at My subconscious.
"Oh, Harry please come tonight." Louis pleaded.
"The answer is no, n-o no." I stubbornly retorted.
"C'mon Haz, It won't be the same without you." Zayn tried.
"No." I screamed
The next thing i knew Louis lifted me up and threw on his shoulder. Obviously noticing i wasn't gonna budge.
"Get his suit from his wardrobe." Louis waved at my wardrobe. Niall nodded and smirked.
I furiously hit Louis's back hoping he would put me down. He just smacked my bum, I kept wriggling hoping I would annoy him and eventually he would put me down.
"Mrs Styles, we are going to borrow him for tonight. Don't worry we'll take care of him." Louis politely said to my Mother.
Mom, help me please.
I gave my mother pleading eyes. In hopes she would help me,
"Oh, okay have fun be careful." She retorted and continued drying the dishes.
Since she didn't like the dishwasher.
God, help me please.
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Sher's P.O.V
"Mom, may I have a word with you?." I Bitterly ask.
"Yes, honey Kathleen would you give us a moment?." My mum sweetly talks to maid.
"Yes, Mrs Blue." she stands up from her seat and hurries out of the kitchen.
"What, the fuck was that." I angrily retort,
"Language, young lady". My mother scolds me.
"Fuck this." I Exclaim throwing my hands in the air for dramatic effect. I stomp into my room and slam the door shut.
An idea pops into my mind as I try to think of a few ways to make her quit. I sneak- wait why I am sneaking around my house. I Walk to Alec's room, I furiously search through his stuff until I find what I want. I plug my phone into the wireless speakers, I put Tsunami by DVBBS and Borgeous and blow up the volume to full. I press play as I hear a piercing scream and several cleaning supplies falling.
Gotcha Bitch.
I Roll onto my stomach as laughter escapes my lips. I walk back to the kitchen and see a terrified Kathleen and my fuming mother.
"Is this your idea of a joke?." Kathleen Sasses.
"Keep talking if you want to get fired." I Sass back at her
"Kathleen, grab you cleaning supplies and go finish what you started. And I will not hear you talk to my daughter that way understand?." My mum firmly says to her,
"L-loud and C-clear Mrs Blue i'm sorry sher- err i mean Ms Blue." She stutters and grabs her supplies leaving me with my fuming mother.
I wish Alec was here.
My mother gives a warm smile, and opens her arms wide i jump into her arms as her familiar scent of vanilla and Chanel perfume fills my nose.
"Are you going to prom?." she asks as she strokes my hair.
"No, I'm not." I firmly answer
"But why?." she asks hoping to get answers out of me.
"I can't mum, I can't run into him, I just can't." I Sob as a tear finds It's way down my face.
She attempts to wipe my tears away but more keep coming down until I am full on sobbing. I Let out every emotion that i've been hiding
"Honey, c'mon you have to go. Listen when you're dad and i where you're age we had fights but you have to learn to strong. If you really love him and he really loves you, you will get through it." My mum explains as she wipes my tear stained face.
"I don't have a dress for prom." I retort and she snorts.
"You, Sherona Blue don't have a dress for prom." She snorts once again. This makes me smile she leaves for a moment and returns with a box.
"What is this." I look at the light yellow box in-front of me with curiosity growing every minute that passes.
Well, here we go.
"Open It." My mother encourages me. I open it to reveal, A beautiful long pink champagne coloured dress.
"I know how much you miss Alec, so I called him and asked him to send me the most beautiful dress he could find." She explains
In the box I find a note from my brother.
Hey, sher sup!. Mum told me to go find you THE most beautiful dress on earth. Well, remember when you came to England?. And saw a dress you really liked but the last one was reserved. Well, that is the dress you liked. Hope you enjoy you're prom and don't worry Harry'll come around just give him time and space.
Alec xx
Wait, how does Alec know about what's going on between Harry and I. Zayn and Marie, those Idiots.
"Well, go take a shower change and I'll do you're hair and makeup." She pushed me towards my room. I put the dress on my bed and took a blue towel.
I striped out of my hideous outfit and stepped into the shower the warm water Illuminating me. I washed my hair with coconut shampoo and same as conditioner. As the water cascaded down my back washing the sadness along with It.
I close my eyes for a moment, Imagining my life as It was. I was happy, carefree, popular. I wrapped a the towel around my body, as goosebumps flash onto my skin, as the cold air hit me like a wave.
I dried myself along with my hair, as I put my undergarments on.
"Mum, I'm ready." I shout as my mum barges through the room with a lot of supplies, mostly in the hair and makeup department, In her small hands.
"Now close you eyes and I'll work my magic," she giddily explains.
Jeez, am I talking to a 13 year old or to my adult In inverted comas mother.
Thirty minutes later. My mum announces that she's done. Finally.
"Thanks, mum." I hug her,
"what am I gonna wear for shoes," I ask her as I inspect my shoe closet.
"How about these." she pulls out my Dior champagne gold stilettos.
I nod and take them from her putting them on, "so ready to see what you like." She gushes.
And again, am I talking to a 13 year old or to my mature in inverted comas mother.
My mouth falls open at my reflection. My makeup Is light foundation, rosy cheeks, light pink lips, and a beautiful mixture of dark pink's and maroon's and champagne colours. My naturally long lashes swept with a coat of mascara making them stand out, and neat eyeliner that comes into a beautiful small cat eye. My hair has gotten longer thanks to the extensions and braided and fishtailed together on two sides, holding with pins and slightly curled at the bottom.
Wow.
"Oh, almost forgot for jewellery wear this."
She takes off her necklace witch was a small heart It was the first gift my dad gave her when they were teenagers.
"Thanks mum I love it." I say to her and she nods and looks at her watch.
"Oh, dear it's getting late you better go or you'll be late." she hurries me down the stairs and into the AudiR8.
"Have fun and dance the night away."she jokes,
"where to Ms Blue?."
Sawyer asks from the front. "Mr. Taylor to school please." I mock him.
"Call me Sawyer Ms-" he starts but i cut him short.
"call me Sher." I retort jokingly back at him. He laughs at my attempt of a joke he pulls up at my school
"enjoy you're prom Sher." he says and gives me a wink.
Now these are the kind of employees I want my dad to hire. Not some one like Kathleen or whatever her name Is.
"Thanks Sawyer drive safe." he nods and drives away, I straiten up my dress and push open the doors that lead to our school.
As I push open the door everyone turns to me small gasps are heard. Do I have something on my face or In my hair.
I search the people and immediately lock eyes with Marie witch is sitting on Zayn's lap. I spot Niall, Louis, Liam, Sarah, Kristy, Nathaniel, Zack, Mason, who look at me surprised . And,
Him.
Our eyes lock. Everyone in the room disappears It's just me and him. I knew i shoudn't have come here tonight now look at me. A small tear cascades down my face as I turn and run outside, run from the evil eyes of Victoria and from him.
I stop running and instead speed walk. My heels echo through the halls, why was everyone looking at me like I just murdered a puppy, or just said that I don't like the band everyone is crazy about. I hear footsteps echoing behind me, I turn to find him.
"What do you want Harry." I ask through my sobs as the a wave of wind hits me making my hair gush. Thunder storms and It starts raining.
Awesome. Not.
He walks closer to me, slamming his lips to mine. Those lips I missed so much, the rain continues and before we know It, it's raining cats and dogs, his lips mold with mine, filling every need, taking away all the sadness, taking away the pain.
Everything, everything around us disappears the gushing wind, the rain, the cold, It's just me and him.
I'm in a safe haven.
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A/N: Hey, guys sorry I'm such a bitch for not updating for like almost 2/3 weeks cause, I have my exams, and I've been trying to pass math since I always fail.
But I made a sort of long chapter. So have ya heard bout Harry and Nadine. To be onstly i just think their friends, like really close friends i have freinds that are boys and if i were famous they'd think we were dating. Anyways thanks for being patient now i'm outta here before you murder me.
Twerkstylesz xx
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