New Beginnings [Harry Styles FanFiction]

A Trip to Remember

Happy New Years Eve guys, I hope that all your wishes for 2013 come true. So excited! GOING TO THE TAKE ME HOME TOUR IN APRIL!!!!!!!!!!! I actually cannot contain my excitement right now *breathes in deeply* 

Alrighty, ready to meet Harry again guys?! 

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Mum decided the best thing for me was to travel up to Cheshire for the holidays. She wanted me to spend some time with Anne. She said that it would help me to clear my head and that it would be good to spend some "quality time with my god-mother".

It was on the 2nd day that he came back.

I was getting a glass of apple juice for Anne. It was exactly 11:02 am.

The front door opened onto the kitchen of Anne’s house, which was exactly where I was stood.

Harry unlocked the door, he was so concentrated on the fact that he was dragging 3 suitcases along behind him that he didn’t see me, at first.

He looked up and saw me, shocked.

He was so different, I could hardly recognise him. I hadn’t seen him for about 4 years. His hair was dark and curly as ever, his eyes, greeny-blue and his smile perfect with straight white teeth. He actually looked like a Hollywood star, perfect. But then again, he’s always been perfect.

“Hi…” He said awkwardly in a deeper voice.

I dropped the glass of  juice, it fell to the ground, shattering.

“Oh crap…” I said, grabbing the towel on the side and wiping up the mess I had just made.

I was shocked at how much Harry had changed.

“Damn, you got clumsier.” He said, putting down his suitcase and running over to help. He was laughing and had that same cheeky smile on his face.

“I’m sorry…” I said, awkwardly.

“About what?” We both looked up from the juice mess.

“Everything, you have no idea”

“I heard about gramps.” He skipped straight to the point.

My eyes were pricking and I couldn’t hold back the tears. He shuffled towards me and hugged me so tightly, like he used to do every time we had to say goodbye to each other.

“I don’t think anything I can say will make up for what I did. But I’m so sorry and I’m such a rubbish friend.” I mumbled against Harry’s chest.

“You are the best friend ever... and you always will be.”

He put his thumb on my chin, and looked into my blue-grey eyes.

“Still wearing makeup I see…”

“I’m almost 17” I said.

“Yeah but pretty girls don’t need makeup”

“Ugly ones do though”

“Attention seeker.”

I laughed. I felt my chest for the necklace harry gave me at the beach. I held it closely .

“What’s this?!” He said, taking it in his hand

I must have looked a bit surprised that he didn’t remember it because he started laughing

“I’m messing with you, I know what it is.” He stuck out his tongue in the same way as ever.

“I should hope so curls.”

“Your new hair is nice, long really suits you!” He said, changing the subject once again.

“It’s not new Haz…”

“I’ve quite clearly been an awful friend too” He said chuckling.

“Why didn’t you reply to my text? Or my calls?”

“Because you didn’t call?”

“Yes I did.” I got out my phone from my pocket and showed him.

“See it says I called you twice and texted you”

“You texted my old number…I got a new IPhone!”

“And you didn’t text me to tell me…”

“I didn’t have your number, stupid!!”

“Oh…”

I didn't really know what else to say, he was sincere..

Oh harold...