Belle's POV
After I texted Harry back "yeah", he didn't text back. I don't blame him that's when conversations get boring.
I started going through my bag to find some pajama pants to wear to bed. That's when I saw them. The Pink Paisley pajama pants that I knew looked familiar but weren't mine.
McKenzie. They were hers. Those were the Pajama pants she leaves at my house. Mine are purple. I guess i grabbed the wrong ones on accident. We got them last year on ourannual birthday shopping trip.
Every year we go shopping on each others birthdays. I pay for everything on her birthday, and she pays for everything on mine. We wouldn't be able to do that this year, because my birthday is in two weeks and I will be here.
I miss McKenzie so much, especially since my birthday is probably going to absolutely suck. Everyone will probably forget like always, and the only person who would remember wasn't here with me. I thought about everything, my crappy birthdays and how much I missed McKenzie. I let out a soft sob, before I feel strong arms wrap around my waist hugging me from behind I knew exactly who it was. Harry.
Harry's POV
I was on my way to Lottie's room to find Belle and tell and kiss her goodnight. When I got in there she was staring at something intently, and I saw a tear fall down her cheek. I put my arms around her waist and hugged her from behind.
"Harry?" She choked back a tear and whispered my name.
"Shhh I'm here love. It's ok." I slid my hand up her back, and wiped her tears away, trying to comfort her, even though I had no idea what was wrong with her.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't be crying like this."
"Let me be the judge of that. What's wrong Belle?"
"Just a little home sick is all. It's nothing really."
"Belle, it's got to be something else. Seriously, tell me what's wrong."
I picked her up and sat her to where we were face to face.
"What's wrong Belle seriously tell me babe."
"It's just that my birthday is two weeks from tomorrow..."
Two weeks from tomorrow that's the 17th of June.
"And..."
"I always spend my birthday with McKenzie, but I can't this year because obviously I'm here..."
"What else..."
I knew there was more to the story. She's my girlfriend and I really like her so I know when something is wrong.
"I don't know I'm guess I'm just scared everyone will forget... like last year." She mumbled.
Wait did she say everyone forget like last year?
"Everyone forgot last year?" I asked her, sadness was in my eyes and voice. Stay strong Harry, she needs you to be strong, I told myself.
"Well, not everyone, McKenzie remembered. My parents forgot and so did everyone else. If they can't remember when I'm home, they sure wont remember when I'm on a whole other continent. I guess I'm scared Kenz will forget too since I'm not there to share it with her."
How could a parent forget their own child's birthday? I thought that to myself instead of asking.
"Shhh it's ok. I promise I won't forget and I will make sure the Tomlinson's won't either. It will be the best birthday you've ever had." I said grabbing her hand and looking her in the eyes.
"Promise?"
Her eyes were longing and hurting and she needed me to promise and not break it.
"I promise."
She put her head on my shoulder and cried for a little bit.
"Sorry, I got some make up on your shirt."
"It's ok, since it's you. Makeup on my shirt is the least of your worries right now."
That made her chuckle a little. There was that smile I loved. I let go of her hand and moved my arms back to around her waist. I sat there and just stared at her until she put her arms around my neck and played with my curls. It feels so good when she does that. Then I leaned in slowly and kissed her sweetly.
"I think I'm going to put my sweats on." I told her after the kiss, then she grabbed my hand and pulled me back down.
"Stay? Will you rub my back until I fall asleep that seems to always calm me down?"
Her voice was longing, and of course I said I would.
"Of course I will."
She climbed in her bed and I sat on the floor beside her and rubbed her back until she fell asleep.
"Goodnight Belle." I said and kissed her forehead goodnight, when I knew she was asleep, and closed the door behind me.
I had to find Lottie to tell her about this. I had to do something but couldn't tell Jay and Dan or they would be highly suspicious as to how I knew that.
"Lottie? Lottie?"
I found her downstairs putting her phone on to charge her phone.
"Lottie, I have to talk to you."
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The Exchange (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)
FanfictionBelle, a 16 year old gets selected by a foreign exchange student program to go live with None other than the Tomlinsons. When Popstar son of Johannah and Mark, Louis comes home on holiday with best friend and band mate Harry Styles, to meet the exch...