Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016

Chapter 36

Songs:

Easy Love: R5

When A Man Loves A Woman: Percy Sledge

FourFiveSeconds: Rihanna, Kanye west Paul McCartney 

A.J.'s POV

Breakfast went on for about an hour. We had finished eating long before, but we stayed at the table talking. Eventually Harry made me sit on his lap. Something that had become a habit, I was noticing. Not that I minded, well, I didn't think I minded anyway, I don't know yet. All of this was still new to me. Harry seemed to know what he was doing so I tended to follow his lead. What I did know was that I enjoyed every suffocating moment with him. He was the cuddling and flirty type. Clingy, he was also very clingy.

"We should get up and get ready now." I tried getting up from his lap.

"Come shower with me," he pouted,wiggling his eyebrows, suggesting something other than actually showering.

"Oh no, you're just going to find a way to have sex all day and I-you-oh just go shower, I'll shower after," I stuck my tongue out at him for flustering me.

"Fine." he stood up with me, placing me on the ground.

I kissed him once before sending him off. I turned my music back on so I could clean up while I waited on Harry. As usual when I was left alone with my thoughts, since I met Harry, I was thinking about him and smiling like an idiot. Just a few weeks ago we were fighting and we had technically broken up. Now, here we were living together. It was actually pretty crazy.

A loud knock at the door interrupted my thoughts. I turned down the music a bit before heading over to the door as quickly as I could. I was starting to get the hang of walking around with my boot. The knocks got louder and more persistent as I got closer. I was about to yell for them to calm down, but I remembered this was Harry's place first. It was probably one of Harry's friends or something.

As I swung the door open, I was met with the last person I was expecting. "Pops?" I asked puzzled as I stared at the man standing before me. My grandfather. "Wait, Sarah called you didn't she? And let me guess, Sam told you exactly where to find me."

I found myself overjoyed and annoyed to see him all at once. I hadn't seen my grandpa since I had moved to London, but I hated the fact that the only reason he decided to come out to see me was because I had moved in with Harry. To top it all off, my mom of all people had called him. Though it shouldn't surprise me. Whenever she felt she couldn't handle me she would call him so he could. It was the same routine my entire life, I had round the clock nannies, yet it still surprised her she couldn't control me at her will.

"Yes, Sarah called. She was worried about you," I could tell by the tone of his voice that even he didn't believe his own words. "Well, are you just going to let me stand out here or are you going to let me in?"

I tried to fight my smile, failing miserably as I wrapped my arms around him. "I missed you pop."

"Oh pretty girl, I missed you more. So much more." He hugged me tightly, rubbing my back.

As we parted from our embrace, I stepped aside, letting him in. I shut the door, locking it before following him into the living room where his curious eyes roamed around. I quickly realized I was wearing Harry's clothes. A pair of boxers and an old flannel shirt. I tried to cover myself up, thankful that I was at least wearing a bra.

"Babe, shower is all yours. Unless you changed your mind about showering together," I could hear the grin in Harry's voice as he got closer. I tried to get him to shut up, but it was pointless.