Your Little Secret (Harry Styles Fanfic)

36: The journey home

I impulsively tap my fingers along my leg with nerves, desperately thinking of something to say.

"I think I am going to go and pack." I almost whisper. That's all I can think of...

I stand heading towards the bedroom.

"Mollie, wait." Harry's hand grabs my arm, slowly spinning me back around to face him.

"Do you want to, umm, do you want to go out sometime? Together?" The slowness in his voice suggested that he was anxious too, thank God.

A small smile creeps on to my face, only a small one as I stare into his green orbs.

"Yeah." I nod, "Yeah, I'd really like that."

His smile grows and he bites his bottom lip.

"Good." His face comes towards mine, his lips resting on my cheek, then leaving again, a grin appearing.

Goose bumps raise on my arms.

"Let's go pack."

He brushes past me heading into the bedroom, my eyes following his every move.

I turn around, looking at the clock on the wall. *1 10*. We only have just under 2 hours left, there's no point in going to sleep now. I shrug, heading into the bedroom.

Harry was in the middle of jumping into a pair of jeans when I walk in, making me laugh a little. I need to get changed too.

...

It took us around 20 minutes to get ready and around 30 minutes to pack. We didn't speak that much to be honest. Only "have you seen my phone charger". I think we were both tired, and a little bit overwhelmed by tonight. Well I was anyway.

I will my suitcase out into the main room, thankfully it was only a small one. Harry soon joined me, opening the door.

"Ready?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.

I nod.

"Yup."

"Do you need me to take your bag?"

Need me? It's a bag.

"I can carry a bag Harry." I giggle, following him as he steps out into the hallway.

We jump in the lift, reaching the ground floor, the golden doors open into reception. I wish I took some pictures here, this hotel is truly amazing. It's beautiful!

We walk closer towards the rest of the boys, Louis staring at me and Harry with the biggest grins on his face. My cheeks heat up again.

"Alright? Everyone ready to go?" Zayn asks.

We all nod, a member of management leads the way.

I walk beside Harry, not too close, but not far away either. Louis, who was in front of us, slow down in pace, fitting in the gap between Harry and I. Uh oh...

"So what did you two get up to when I left?" He asks, my face feeling like its on fire.

"Nothing." Harry grins.

I turn my head to the floor, praying for the redness to go down.

He hums, not seeming convinced by his answer.

"Well I wonder what would have happened if I hadn't of walked in." He nudges Harry, before suddenly walking faster to catch up with Niall.

He was right. What would have happened? It was a pretty heated and passionate moment. And the longer it went on, the less clothes there became. Although I had this urge to continue, I don't think I would have. I wouldn't had a clue what to do, so I should probably thank my lucky stars that Louis did come in. Even though I was extremely disappointed when he did.

"He won't tell anyone you know." Harry's voice breaks my thoughts.

"What?"

"Louis. About the kiss. He won't tell anyone."

"Oh...Okay... I whisper, nodding my head in reassurance. "That's good."

Harry's head drops a little as we reach the limo. He seems a little disheartened.

We all get in, me and Harry sitting at the back by the doors.

The car ride was short and it wasn't long before we arrived on the plane, taking our seats in first class this time. Wow. It truly was amazing. The seats were so much bigger, the chairs were comfier, and you had more leg room. It was great.

Harrys hadn't said a single word to me since Louis had spoken to us, and I think that's what was bothering him. I think in his head she believes that I got embarrassed when Louis brought up about the kiss because it was Harry who I was kissing. It wasn't that at all...

We take our seats. Harry and I being at the back together. We take off, unbuckling our seatbelts minutes later when the safety signs switches off. This time I wasn't scared. I wasn't scared at all. In fact I sort of enjoyed the motion. I turn my head to Harry, watching the blank expression on his face.

"Are you okay?" I ask, knowing by the looks on his face he wasn't.

"Yeah." He replies. "Just fine."

There is a silence. He obviously wasn't. He hadn't said a word to me in ages! And this was definitely not the Harry I was used too.

"You don't seem okay."

"I am."

"Harry." I speak in a hushed tone, catching his attention. "You know I wasn't embarrassed because of you right?"

"What do you mean?"

"The kiss." I whisper, that wasn't embarrassed me when Louis walked in."

"Then why were you?" He speaks, almost grunting.

I knew that's why he was upset.

"It was more to do with me." I awkwardly speak, admitting the truth.

"How so?"

I sigh, now feeling rude for admitting my feelings.

"Harry I was wrong. I'm a really stubborn person and I hate not being right. But I was so wrong about you. Your life, how hard your world is, who you are...everything."

He swallows, digesting my words.

"I had this crazy opinion of you before I'd even met you, and I stuck by this opinion, no matter how many times you tried to change it." I smile a little, a small giggle leaving my mouth. "And I announced to everyone how much I hated you, and how I would never like you. Which evidently flipped completely upside down."

He smiles, making this a little easier.

"I was embarrassed because of my actions before the kiss. It just scared me that now Louie would have this terrible opinion of me after all the rude things I said to you. I mean, it was hypocritical of me to say those things before I had even met you. I didn't give you a chance. I went around bragging about how I disliked you and then I turned around and kissed you. He probably thinks that I was unfair and a snob and-"

"Louis doesn't think that." He interrupts. "No one would think that...ever. If anything people would admire you for changing your opinion and then admitting it."

My heart flutters.

"Mollie, you're an honest person. There is nothing wrong with what you did. You had an opinion, and you voiced it. Most people don't have the courage to do that."

My breath is stolen. His words are so beautiful. Most people hated my honesty, even my mum. She said it will cost me big problems one day. But obviously to Harry he doesn't care.

"So you're not upset?" I question, praying he wasn't.

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't at first. But I thought it was me that made you embarrassed." He smiles. "I guess you've just got to give people a chance to explain."

We both smile, I nod my head in agreement. His right hand grabs my left, squeezing it lightly, I blush, butterflies flying around my stomach.
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