The Cure || Harry Styles

Chapter 21

"Are you going to tell her?" Gemma asked as she patted the covers around her.

Harry sighed in response, rubbing his temples in frustration."Tell who what?"

"Alex. You like her, don't you?"

"No. No, I don't."

"Yes. Yes, you do." She mimicked his tone, slightly nudging him with her elbow. He lied back down on his back, placing his arms under his head as he stared at the ceiling.

"I don't like anyone," he muttered.

"She's married anyway."

"I know you're feeling guilty, Harry."

Gemma pushed herself up, sitting on her knees so that she was towering over her little brother. He sighed, sitting up like her.

"I'm not."

"Stop lying to yourself, Harry. I-I know you miss her. I do, too, but you can't let that stop you from moving on."

"I don't want to move on, okay?" Harry's voice rose as he glared at his sister. His heart was beating in an irregular pace in his chest, making his breath shorter and deeper.

"Don't you yell at me." Gemma's eyes widened as she stared back at her brother, pointing her index finger at his face. She gritted her teeth, her heart beating just as fast as Harry's.

"Then stop making me feel like I should move on and forget all about it! I can't, Gemma. I fucking can't and it's been draining the life out of me! I just can't forget her and move on with my shitty life and pretend she never fucking happened!" Harry was unaware of the tears running down his flushed cheeks, and his shaky voice that always got Gemma. She wrapped her arms around him in comfort as he shook underneath her.

"Okay, H, okay. I'm sorry, please don't cry. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." she whispered in his ear. She held his face in her hands, wiping away all the tears that escaped his bloodshot eyes. She blew out a breath and kissed his forehead. "Sorry, H."

He sniffed, nodding his head. "I want to sleep."

"Okay, let's sleep then."

***"

When are you flying back?" Harry asked as he chewed on his apple. It was ten in the morning, the sun was shining, and Harry was feeling oddly happy, despite last night's events. He shook the thoughts out of his head, and they went as fast as they came.

"Actually," Gemma bit her lip to prevent herself from grinning widely. "I decided that I need a fresh start too."

"What?" Harry's eyebrows rose, impatiently waiting for her to continue. "Are...are you moving here?" He grinned.

"Maaaaaybe." Gemma rolled her eyes when her little brother shot up from his seat, screaming in joy as he wrapped his strong arms around her. Her feet were lifted off the ground, making her squeal as Harry pressed her against his chest.

"My boobs! Don't squash them!" She groaned, slight pain shooting through her chest. In response, he only squeezed her tighter before placing her back on the floor.

"Sorry, boobs." He laughed. Gemma punched his arm, earning a groan of pain.

"My boobs do not accept your apology. Now, make me breakfast."

"Anything for you, Gemgem.

" "Go."
***

"So, are you staying with me?"Harry asked."Yeah, just until I find a place." She answered. "I'm visiting a friend in a while, by the way."