Partners In Crime

Chapter 17: Interesting Events

- Styles Household, Holmes Chapel

Lanna woke up abruptly as the sun shone down her window. She held her head with one hand and her eyes were wide.

“What happened?” She muttered to herself. She looked around the room, panicked but felt relief wash over her when she realized that it was her own room. She looked down at herself and noticed that she was still wearing her clothes from yesterday.

Yesterday…

Why yes, all the memories were flooding back to her.

She vowed not to let anyone hurt her or her father. He is everything she has. Without him, she would be nothing. No matter how cold and heartless he was at most times, he is still her father and they share an inseparable bond.

She had a plan.

She was to make sure that Harry stays with them, permanently and that wherever she goes, he goes too. The only way to do that was also, to make him hers. She fell in love once, and got hurt. She would never want to relive those memories again. Not anymore. Harry is just a tool to her. A tool to get rid of Nicole.

And when the time comes, she’ll get rid of Harry too.

The first thing she thought of was to show how she was dependant of him. Her little fainting episode wasn’t real, that’s for sure. She doesn’t know of Harry rummaging through her stuff though. Harry was good at his job, always has, always will. Louis did a pretty horrible job too, but maybe he does know something…

Suddenly, she heard a knock on her door.

“Come in!”

“Lanna?” It was Gemma.

“Yes?”

“I was checking to see if you’re alright. Oh, and I got you breakfast!” She walked in with a tray of food in her hand. Lanna was used to breakfast in bed, but never one brought by one that isn’t a maid.

“Thank you.” Lanna said politely. A typical English breakfast, eggs, ham, sausage, bread and well, tea. Lanna looked at it for quite some time. She never liked tea very much.

“I was thinking…if you’re fine now, would you want to come to the local fun fair with us?” Gemma asked, sitting down on her bed.

A fun fair? How old are we, 10? Lanna thought.

“Is it just the two of us?” Lanna asked.

“Of course not, silly! The boys are going with us…Harry is too.” Gemma said with a hint of sadness.

Perfect opportunity for her.

“I guess I’ll prepare myself.” Lanna said while eating on the bread.

“Wonderful! I’ll see you downstairs in an hour.” Gemma hugged Lanna and left through the door.

Lanna just sat there while eating her breakfast, a thousand thoughts running through her head.

One thing is for sure, she was going to have a great time with Harry Styles.

* * *

Lanna came downstairs half an hour later, wearing a T-shirt and a pair of jeans. Nothing fancy to show too much of her personal life. She looked around and the first pair of eyes to spot her was Harry’s. He must have stayed over, for he was in his pajamas…? They looked a little too small for him but he was wearing them nonetheless. She walked over to him and stood beside him at the kitchen table.

“Good morning.” Lanna said. It took him quite a while to respond but he did nonetheless.

“Good morning.” Harry said, sipping on his coffee. Who knew there were British who likes a good hot cup of coffee?