Part44

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*The songs that remind me so much of Hailey are 18, Once in a Lifetime, Stockholm Syndrome, You and I, No control, Act my Age, What Makes You Beautiful, Spaces, Fireproof, Na Na Na, Rock Me, Clouds, Gotta Be You and Steal my Girl all by One Direction themselves. Along with So I'm Gonna Lose You by Megan Trainer*

Riley's P.O.V:
I woke up to my loneliness in our bed that I shared with Harry and Dylan, my nephew. "Huh?" I asked myself wondering where those boys went or are up to? Not wanting to look for them that early, I walked to the restroom in our room."Have I showered?" I asked myself and smelled my hair, it smelled okay but I felt icky so I just showered.

I drew a bath and closed the door slightly just so they could have an idea where I was at when they came looking for me. I let my pajamas hit the floor as I stripped naked. I dipped my toes in first and then my body. The bubbles covered every inch and curve on my body just having my beehived hair stick out.

I got the cup of water and rinsed my hair. My body tensed up once a hand touched my back. I looked up and saw Harry sitting on the toilet. "You scared me!!!" "Sorry I didn't mean to," he says kind of afraid of what Ima say next. "Where's Dylan," I asked him and threw more water on my head. "Amy took him home," he says with a weak smile plastered on his face. "Is John okay?" I tell him with hope in my voice. "He's fine," he says a bit to serious and happy? "What's wrong Harry?" He looks away from me and I'm scared on what he's gonna say? Will it affect me? Will he hurt me?

"M-my nana," he says and places his hands in his face, covering every beauty on his face with his big palms. "What about nana?" I only met her once but she was so sweet to me and just amazing, just an amazing person. "She passed away this morning," he says already crying. "Oh my Harry...I-I'm so sorry. I know how much you cared and loved her," I tell him and placed my hand on his thigh. "I'm going to England tomorrow," he says still not looking at me. "Okay I'll pack our stuff tonight," I tell him with half a smile on my face. "By myself..." He didn't just say that he's going alone? Did he? "Are you sure," I ask him with so much worry in my voice.

"I don't need you to go," he says and gets up to leave. Is he being serious right now? I get my towel as fast as I can, drain the water and follow Harry. "Why are you going alone? Why can't I go? Are you seriously telling me I can't go with you to England?" "I don't need you there. It'd be better if you stay here. I just don't want to get you into this," he says taking his luggage out to pack already. "I'm  going to go," I say and cross my arms.

"Riley it's none of your business!!! IT'S A FAMILY THING!!!" He yells at me and places his clothes angrily in his luggage. "YOU SAID I WAS FAMILY TO YOU!!! WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT, TO YESTERDAY, TO US BEING A FAMILY?!?!?" "I just don't want you to go," he pleas me. "Why not?" I pout and stick my bottom lip out. "Riley I would love it..." "So that means I can go," I interrupt him and he frowns. "No?" I ask him but he says quiet for a bit. "Riley just please stay here," he says and his hands goes to my side. "Fine whatever," I say.

I drop my towel and walk to the closet to change. "Why aren't you changing out here," Harry asks me on the other side of the closet door. If he isn't taking me I'm giving him the silent treatment then. I pick out my white laced bra and my white undies Long with a pad. I then change into some jeans that hang tight at my butt. I debate rather or not to wear one of Harry's sweaters but I decide against it. I decide to wear my hot pink sweater instead.

I walk out and see Harry sitting on the edge of our, I mean his bed. I walk passed him well I try until he stops me by grabbing my hand. I look at him and he pulls me onto his lap. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I yelled at you? Why I told you that you weren't family?" He doesn't look at me at all. "I-it's okay. I guess," I whisper. "No it's not okay, I basically told you that we weren't a family, you are more to me and I basically said you weren't," he says truly.

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