Your Little Secret (Harry Styles Fanfic)

52: Hidden Truths

Happy birthday baby

This song always makes me cry when I listen to it
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We arrive back at mine about 8:20, Stella's car still parked out front. Harry jumps out, politely opening my door.

"Do you want me to walk you to the door?" He offers.

I hum.

"I think it's best you don't right now."

He nods.

"Just because I think I should explain everything to my mum first.

My mum has probably been questioning poor Stella like crazy. I shouldn't have left her alone. She's a terrible liar. God knows where she has told my mom I went! I've lied to my mum so much over the past few weeks and finally it's now the time to be honest.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah." I sigh. "Thanks."

He smiles, taking hold of my hand.

"Night Mollie". He leans in, our lips just centimeters apart. Just before his plump lips touch mine a flash goes off, both of our heads turning to the source of light. Paparazzi.

My eyes flick between Harry and the man attempting to hide behind a bush I swallow, fearing Harry going back to his old ways. He still intently watches the man, never breaking contact. He suddenly becomes aware that I am beside him, studying what he is doing.

His eyes glow.

"Night Mollie." He repeats, this time our lips softly locking together.

I choke on my breath as he pulls away. He kissed me anyway. My heart flutters.

"Goodnight."

He watches me walk up the path, placing the key in the door. I give him a quick wave before stepping in.

Oh crap. I step into the lounge, Stella looking extremely uncomfortable sitting next to my red face mum.

"Where on earth have you been!" She shrieks standing up, Stella
doing the same in terror.

"I just..." I take a deep breath, preparing to tell all. "I went to see-"

"I have been worried sick Mollie!" She snaps. "I was happily outside with my gardening, coming in to check on you too and Stella informs me that you left. Just gone, not telling anyone where you were going, how long you would be gone for! You were gone for hours!"

I look down, not wanting to look into her harsh gaze.

"Stella you can go home now." My mum states.

As she walks past I mouth sorry to her. She smiles and shrugs as a response. God I'm lucky to have a friend like her.

The room falls silent again. Tension filling the bitter air.

"Where did you go?" The tone of her voice shows no sign of understanding. Either way this wasn't going to end well.

I understand that she was worried, and yes I should have told her or Stella where I was going, but surely she should just be thankful that I'm home.

"Mollie!" She grunts. "Tell me where you went right-"

"I went to go and see Harry!" I blurt out, her expression suddenly changing.

"Harry?" She questions. "Who the hell is Harry?!"

"A boy I met. A boy that I-"

"Where did you meet him?! She interjects.

"At the One Direction concert. You know...that band that Stella took me to see for her birthday."

She nods.

"It's him. H-harry from one direction."

"What? What are you doing with a famous boy band member?"

"W-we met...after the concert." I explain. "And we bumped into each other a few times and now we're-"

"When were you planning on telling me this? You know how I feel about random boys and you going off with them! God only knows what could have happened to you!"

"He's not random though. He's famous, he wouldn't cause any trouble." I try and convince. Even though he had a little.

She rolls her eyes, not willing to accept my perfectly reasonable answer.

"Carry on..." She groans, watching me stutter.

"And now we're...we're...together." My voice cracks with nerves.

"You're what?"

"Together..." I repeat.

"As in a couple?"

I nod.

"Is that why you been acting so strange lately? Because of this boy?!" She raises her voice. "You've known him for less than a month and you are now together?!"

"Yeah, but-"

"You don't know anything about him!"

"Yes I do." I snap. "You're the one that doesn't!"

"Mollie do you remember what happened the last time you rushed into a relationship?"

I hate it when she brings up Ryan. It's just unnecessary pain.

"Do you remember the consequences?!" She continues. "I can't watch that happen to you again just because you jumped into something too fast. I've never even met this boy!"

"Mum this is different!" I shout. "Harry's different! He's nothing like Ryan! He'd never do anything like that to me, and I know that! You just got to trust me!

"How can I when those this whole time you've been lying to me? You never keep secrets from me? Ever. And now as soon as this Harry comes into the picture everything's different." Her eyes grow in aggression. "He sounds like trouble to me.

I scoff.

"You can't say that about him mum! You don't know him! You can't judge someone before you get to know them! I recently learned that when I spent the week with him."

She freezes. Oh shit.

"What did you just say?"

I swallow, realizing my mistake.

"I...l umm."

"You spent the week with him?" Disgust takes over her voice. "The week while I was away visiting your dear old Nan who devastated to find out that you had to work for the week! You lied to me!"

"No mum I just-"

"You can't see him again Mollie."

I hitch my breath.

"I w-what?"

"He's trouble Mollie. You never lie, you never keep secrets from me, and now look at you. Completely the opposite."

This was all wrong.

"It's me, not Harry! He didn't do anything wrong! I was the one who-"

"No." She growls "it's him. You can't see him anymore Mollie, do you understand me?!"

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Give it up for Niall, he's 22.

He's growing up

Its so sad

Im going to cry

I can't image a life without One Direction

I love you guys

#HappyBirthdayNiall

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