My Summer Beach House *A Harry Styles Fanfic*

CHAPTER 27

CHAPTER 27

Kendall's P.O.V

The next morning me and Harry woke up and had breakfast together. He had to do an interview this afternoon so he headed back to the hotel to wait for Liam and Lou who were driving Danielle and Eleanor to the airport. Today was the day my little brother passed away three years ago, so me and my family were going to go out to lunch together.

I got ready for lunch, putting on a tribal patterned tank top, and matched it with black shorts. (PICTURE ON SIDE) I straightened my hair and left it down. I walked downstairs to see my parents with sad looks on their faces, waiting for me.

"He wouldn't want us to be sad" I said, rubbing my moms back.

"I know, it's just difficult to deal with" My mom replied.

We walked out of the house, and drove to the small restaurant. We sat down at the a table in the corner and ordered our drinks and food. When we got our drinks my dad raised his glass, ushering us to do the same.

"To Nathan" My dad said, "We wish you could be here with us buddy, you are our pride and joy and we miss you so much"

My eyes teared up as we toasted to my little brother. Me and Nathan did everything together. I used to take him to the movies, and Chuck E. Cheese. He might have looked different, but he was the smartest and more caring twelve year old I've ever met. I feel as if Harry was put into my path for a reason, like Nathan placed him there for me. I wiped away a few tears as the waiter brought our food over to our table.

We ate in silence for the most part, just thinking of the memories we shared with Nathan. We finished our food, and paid the check. We stood up, getting ready to leave and pulled ourselves into a group hug, then walked out of the restaurant. I texted Harry, to see if he was at the hotel and if he wanted to hangout. He texted me back and told me to come over.

"Dad can you drop me off at Harry's?" I asked.

"Sure thing" He said, while pulling the car out of the parking lot.

I looked out the window on the way to Harry's; I can't believe it's already been three years since my brother has been gone. He would have been fifteen right now, going to school and having the time of his life. But all of that was taken away from him. By now the tears were flowing down my face.

We pulled up to Harry's hotel. I thanked my dad and got out of the car. There were tons of fans waiting outside of the hotel, hoping the boys would come outside. 

I made my way through the crowd, trying to get inside.

"Kendall!"

"Kendall you're so pretty!"

"Why are you crying?!"

"Did you and Harry break up?"

"Is it true that you're pregnant?!"

I decided to answer some of their questions, and put the rumors to rest.

"No we didn't break up, were perfectly fine, and no I'm not pregnant" I said politely.

They threw more questions at me, but I managed to make my way inside the hotel before getting attacked by more. 

I took the elevator to the boys floor and walked to their room. I knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer. Seconds later I heard feet shuffling to the door, and Harry opened it.

"Hey bab- Kendall whats wrong?" He asked, worried.

He took my hand, pulling me inside and shut the door behind him.