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Chapter 4

Harry's POV
"Lilly, where's your brother? Tully stop playing with that!" My poor tired old mother shouts.

If you catch a glimpse of her dull blue eyes, you can just see how tired she is. Her hair is old and wilted like a flower after a hot summers day.

"Mother, is it okay if I go out for a couple hours?"

"Go where Harold?"

"The hill"

"Yes dear, that's fine"
She embraces me in a gentle hug before I step out the door into the cold and brisk London air.

I turn to walk out and Lilly stands there in the doorway. A pout present on her lips.
"Habby. Where are you going?"

"I'm just going outside for a little while"

"Can I come wih you?"

"No Lilly. Sorry baby girl."

"You never take me anywhere"

"Lilly, mummy needs your help. Go help her chase your brother"

"Okay" she sighs and skips away.

I slip out the door before anyone else notices I'm gone. The cool winter breeze hits my face and turns the tip of my nose slightly pink.

24 pebble lane. That's actually where I'm going. I reach the front door. Their house is quite fancy, considering they are the richest people in London.

I knock on the door and there are a few shuffles from inside and the door creaks open. Revealing an old but familiar face.
"Hello Harry."

"Hi Mary" She politely smiles and let's me inside.
"Unfortunately there is no work to be done today. But you can stay and help me around the house if you would like"

"I would love to help"
She leads me through the house. In what I think the "Lounge room" there is a familiar and beautiful figure standing at the end of the steps. Opposite her a very old man with clothes so dark he might just be death himself.

The girl turns her head and catches my gaze. I just can't look away from those blue orbs, like sapphire.
"Harry? The mistress is busy right now. Please follow me." Mary has a playful look on her face, a smirk plays on her lips. My cheeks heat and turn a deep red shade as I stare at my feet.
"Sorry, lead the way"

Macey's POV
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"Macey?"

"Sorry Doctor"

"Dear you cannot have distractions while you are healing"

The kids in the town all describe Dr Jackson as heartless and to have no emotion or soul.
But thats just because he sticks them to 'yucky' medicine and 'scary' needles.

"Doctor there are no distractions."

"My dear, I can tell when you young lovers get up to no good. " He tilts his glasses down to see my reaction.

"Doctor!"

"I'm glad your doing fine. And remember, no distractions" He places his instruments into his briefcase and stands to give me a light hug.

"Thank you Doctor"
He nods and steps outside into the cold night.

"Mary?!"

"Yes deary?"
"Who was that boy?"

"What boy?"

"The one you brought into the house" I say as if it's obvious.

"Oh, that's Harry. Harry Styles. He usually cleans the garden but there is no work to be done today. So he is helping me out."

"Oh." I follow the sound of her voice and find them both in the bathroom.

"Hello Harry"
He bumps his head on the sink as he jumps at the sound of my voice.

"Oh gosh, I'm sorry" Rushing over to his side to help him, he runs his head and blushes.
"No no, it's okay."

I smile at his kindness. Usually I just get yelled at for being so careless. I wonder if he remembers me? I should thank him for saving me the other day. But I can't bring myself to do it, his features are just so breathtaking.

"Aww" Mary's voice echoes in the small room.
"Young love is so touching." She placed a hand on her chest and winks at me.

"I must go. It was nice to meet you Harry" I make my way up to my room.