A/N:
This chapter kinda switches POVS a lot. So yeah....
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-Olivia's POV-
How could she be here? Honestly! I don't even know how she found me! I bet it was that bitch Brittney.
"Why are you here?" I spat at her.
"I miss you baby, please come home." She pleas.
"Your standing in front of my home." I tell her whilst rolling my eyes.
"Please, at least come see your brothers." Right as she said that, I instantly felt guilty. I left because of her, and didn't think twice about how it would effect them.
"Mom, you can't just show up out of no-where, and then expect me to come crawling back to you. Remember I left because your sorry ass wouldn't stop doing drugs." I scream at her.
"I want to get better now, for you and your brothers!" She screams back.
"It's a little late for that." I murmured.
"Please baby, please, I swear this time."
"How many times have I heard this Evelyn!" I yell at my mother, using her name.
"I know I've gave you a lot of empty promises, and I'm sorry. Just give me this last chance? If I break this promise I swear I won't come back."
"Mom.. I-I don't know," I stutter.
"Please," She begs.
"Listen, I'm not just going to jump right into this.. Just come back in two weeks with Michael and Andrew, and we'll talk then." I tell her.
"Okay I'll bring your brothers, thank you baby, I love you." She says while getting in her car.
"I love you too," I mumble.
Then she speeds away in her crappy car. I turn around, and then feel warm, strong arms around me.
"Harry! Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry you had to see that." I totally forgot he was with me!
"It's okay love. Shit happens, it's life." He tells me while looking into eyes.
"You don't want to l-leave me now?" I ask burying my face into his chest.
"Of course not babe! I like you a lot, don't think like that baby." He assures me.
"Thank you Harry."
After all of that we walk into the house to do what we came here to do, and that was to get me an over-night bag. I pack some black leggings, and a few tank-tops, also a few comfortable blouses. Harry said we wouldn't be doing much, just having a lazy day. I didn't want to over-pack, but then again I wouldn't to forget something and have to come all the way back.
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"Fuck," Harry mutters as we pull up to his house.
"What's wrong baby?" I ask him, not sure of why his happy mood, suddenly turned angry.
"My band-mates are here." He says clenching his fists on the steering wheel.
"That's great! I could meet them now." I say smiling.
"No, it's not. You're not aloud to go anywhere near them." He demands.
"Don't boss me around Harry." I reply angrily, who does he think he is? It's like deja-vu from when we first met.
"You are not to go near them, understand?"
"Nope, I'm going to go talk to them." I tell him getting out of the car, and walking up to the steps where they are.
"Uhm hi, I'm Olivia, Harry's girlfriend." I should've stayed in the car, this is awkward.
"Ello, I'm L-Louis. It's nice to m-meet you." Louis stutters. Why is he stuttering?
-Harry's POV-
Why didn't she listen to me? Fuck, that pisses me off. Now I have to go out there and talk to them.
I wrap my arm around Olivia's waist, and she doesn't push it away. I thought she was mad at me?
"Haz, can we please talk for a little while?"
"Don't call me that Louis. No, we can't talk-" I get cut off by Olivia.
"Babe, whatever reason why you don't talk to them, you do have some issues to work out right? Just give them five minutes?" She says with her hands on my chest.
"Five fucking minutes." I say through gritted teeth. This woman seriously has a hold on me.
-Louis' POV-
I could not believe who was walking towards me. It's was Olivia fucking Bell! She's known all over the world for being the sexiest Playboy model! She's also known for her acting.. How the fuck did Harry score her?
"Uhm hi, I'm Olivia, Harry's girlfriend." Olivia shyly says.
"Ello, I'm L-Louis. It's nice to m-meet you." I stuttered, I can't believe I did that.
Harry comes by Olivia, and wraps his arm around her waist. Clearly claiming what's his.
"Haz, can we please talk for a little while?" I ask hesitantly.
"Don't call me that Louis. No we can't talk-" Then Olivia cuts him off.
"Babe, whatever reason why you don't talk to them, you do have some issues to work out right? Just give them five minutes?" She says looking up at him.
"Five fucking minutes." He seriously gave in? How? What?
-Harry's POV-
I'm not mad at Harry, but I think he thinks I am. I saw him hesitate to put his arm around me, so when we walk inside, I sit on his lap to assure him. I was only irritated that he thinks he could boss me around.
"Baby, I'm sorry for being a dick in the car." He whispers in my ear.
"It's okay." I smile and peck his lips.
Someone clearing their throat interrupts us.
"What Liam?" Harry asks rudely.
I lean over and whisper in his ear, "Baby don't be so mean." I kiss right below his ear, hoping he'll listen. He shutters, and I smirk.
"So why are you here?" Harry asks a little bit nicer.
I kiss his cheek, and he smiles.
"Harry, we really need you to come back bec-" Liam begins,
"Not right now Liam." Harry spats.
I rub his chest, trying to get him to calm down. It works only a little bit though.
"Okay, we don't have to talk about that right now.. How about.. Like your relationship? We heard it was just for show, but it doesn't look like that." Louis says and smirks.
"Well it started out like that, but it's not anymore." I tell them.
"So you guys are in a real relationship?" The blond one with brown roots asks.
"Yeah," Harry replies shortly.
"Let's hope this doesn't end up like what happened with Keeley." The tanish boy mumbles.
"Who's she?" I ask confused.
Harry lifts me up off his lap and sets me down on the couch.
"Zayn why the fuck do you have to bring that up?!" Harry yells really loud, and makes me flinch.
"Because, You don't need to be in a relationship, when your not healthy!" Zayn screams back at him.
"Shut the fuck up, and get out of my house!" Harry screams back, punching the wall making a picture frame fall.
They all walk out really fast, and I hear the door shut.
I walk up behind Harry, and rub his back.
"Babe, are you okay?" I ask hesitantly.
"I'm sorry if I scared you." He mumbles.
"You didn't baby, you were just mad. It's okay to get mad sometimes." I assure him.
"Your not going to lecture me?" He looks at me surprised.
"No, your not a kid." I say and kiss his soft lips.
"Thank you baby."
"For what?" I ask.
"Everything you've done for me today. Why didn't you get scared of me?" He says.
"Because, my older brother would punch walls and scream when he would get mad too. There's no point in running away, and hiding in a room like they do on the movies. I know you won't hurt me, just like I knew my brother wouldn't." I explain.
"Well I'm glad you know I won't hurt you baby." He smiles pulling me into a kiss.
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Since Harry punched the wall, I had to bandage his hand and clean it. He kept wincing and whining. That's what he gets for acting on the moment.
"Can we go to bed now?" Harry whines.
"Yes, lets. I'm so fucking tired! This was a long day."
"You bet baby." He chuckles.
He wraps his arm around me in a spooning position.
"Goodnight darling." Harry tells me.
"Goodnight." I yawn.
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A/N:
So this chapter is longgg! Remember to Comment or vote! It definetly gives me motivation. Thanks. Baii(:
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