Lost Adventures

Part Two

As Mykie knocked on the wooden door of the Styles' resident, the curtain opens slightly, to the left of the door. Her eyebrows furrowed, that has never happened to her before. The door was pulled open with a loud creak. Harry stood there in Grey sweatpants and a black hoodie. Mykie observed his brown curly locks which were a mess. She smiled.

 "Here's the perfume," she smiled. Harry's lips brought a smirk to play on his face. Mykie held the small green bag out to him. The bag was decorated with purple and red paper on the inside, hiding the perfume from anyone. Harry took the bag from her hand. 

"Thank you," he grinned.

"Would you like to come in?" he asked. Mykie paused. 

"Are you sure?" she asked. Harry shrugged. 

"My Mum and sister are here, they're making dinner," He spoke softly. "Then I really shouldn't intrude," she chuckled taking a step back. Harry frowned slightly. 

"Mykie!" Anne shouted in excitement, her petite figure walking around the corner. 

"Hi, Anne," she waved slightly. "How are you darling?" Anne asked her.

 Mykie smiled at her. Mykie had always loved Anne, she gave Mykie a breath of fresh air, a motherly relationship she had lost so long ago. 

"I'm doing great," Mykie answered. Harry slipped out of the doorway and was replaced by Anne. Mykie glanced at him as he waved and turned the corner.

 "What are you doing here?" the conversation continued. Mykie tried to come up with an excuse, trying not to ruin Anne's present. 

"Oh- Uhm," she stammered. Mykie didn't come up with any excuses. 

"I was dropping off something for Harry, actually," she answered.

Anne's face smiled brightly. "You should stay for dinner," Anne suggested. 

Mykie grinned. "Oh, I really shouldn't, I'm still in my work clothes," she shook her head. 

"Oh, if that really matters much I can have one of the kids drive you," Anne chastised. Mykie paused for a second, She nodded.

 "Okay, yeah," she chuckled

. "Harry!" Anne called as she went back into the house. 

Harry came around the corner. "Can you take-" Mykie shook her head. 

"No, I brought my car, I can just come back after I change," she said quickly. Anne looked to Mykie. "Oh- Okay," she said. Mykie waved.

 "I'll see you in a bit," she smiled as she walked back to her car. Anne shut the door but Harry watched her drive off. Harry wondered something though. How does she have a BMW if she works in a soap shop?

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Mykie knocked on the door for the second time of the night. It was getting dark. The sun setting, it was quite early, only being around 4. The winter was closing in on the small town. Mykie pulled her jacket tighter on her as she shivered. She held her phone, wallet, and keys in her hand as she stood there. the door opened and Gemma was revealed. 

"Hi Mykie," she said as she walked away from the door. Mykie entered and closed the door. 

She had been in this house a million times but this time she was nervous. Was it because she's never met, Harry?

She progressed into the home. Walking into the kitchen she saw Harry on his phone, leaning on the counter. He didn't pay much attention to her, besides balancing up at her. 

"Hello again," Anne smiled. Mykie grinned softly "Hi," she said grabbing a seat at the end of the bar. It was three seats from harry, on the opposite side.

"What are we having to eat?" Mykie asked, trying to make conversation. 

"We're having tacos," Anne said. 

"Oh? making Mexican food?" Mykie joked. 

"Yeah, it's Harry's favorite," Anne grinned.

 "oh really," Mykie turned to harry. Harry nodded as he looked at her. 

"They're really good." he chuckled. Mykie nodded with a grin. Mykie turned around and pulled out her phone. She scrolled through it unsure what to do. Her mind wasn't focused on her phone, it was focused on being nervous. Yet she had no idea why.

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They got through dinner though it had a hint of tension coming from Mykie it was nice. She could tell Harry worshiped his mother. 

Mykie was getting ready to leave, grabbing her things from the table. 

"Hey, Mykie!" Anne called her into the sitting room where everyone was. Mykie entered the room to see them all staring at her.

She had a confused smile. "Yeah?" she asked. 

"So, since you aren't flying to see your parents at Christmas would you like to have Christmas with us?" Anne proposed to her. 

Mykie cleared her throat, "Uhm, what would we be doing?" she asked. 

Anne smiled. "Opening presents, then going ice skating and then coming home to eat dinner," She listed all the things they were going to do. Mykie paused for a minute. She bit her lip, glancing at each of them. 

"Are you sure? I mean- Isn't Christmas supposed to be with your family?" she hesitated. 

They all chuckled. "You are family," Harry spoke up quietly.

How could Mykie be family to him? She had just met him today. She could understand Anne and Gemma but why did Harry say it? Her palms became sweaty. She wanted to say no but she panicked. What came out of her mouth was not what she wanted. 

"Okay, sure"