The Way (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 17

"Where are we going?" I ask while getting into Harry's car.

"Um- well I thought we could get coffee, and then maybe go to the hospital? Don't feel like you have to I just..well I just want you there. For the..you know..the end." Harry's voice cracks at his last words.

My heart feels like it's either going to break, or bust through my chest.

"And I want to be there, for you." I assure him, and mean it in more ways then one.

He looks over to me and gives me a weak smile, as we enter onto the crowded road.

We pull into a Starbucks minutes later and park. Harry takes my hand in his as we walk inside.

He orders a caramel mocha, while I order an ice coffee. When we finally get our drinks Harry picks a booth in the corner for us to sit. For us to sit on the same side, beside each other.

"Who were you talking to on the phone this morning?" I accidently blurt out, but I have been wondering.

Harry's reaction on his face is full of surprise. He probably didn't think I would ask him.

"Um..my sister." He answers, running his hand through his hair. Something I have noticed he does when he is nervous.

"Oh." I say sipping more of my coffee.

"Is she going to go see your dad?" I ask.

I probably shouldn't push him for answers like yesterday, but I think we are to the point where he should trust me.

"Yeah." He is starting to sound irritated.

"Harry you need to let me in. You can trust me with anything."

"I know-fuck. I know, Alex." He says running his hand across his face.

I don't speak so he continues, "You have to remeber that I haven't told anyone this. Ever. The only people who know are me, my sister, and my parents."

"Okay." I respond, my stomach fluttering at the fact he trusts me enough to tell me something like this.

Harry takes a deep breath before continuing.

"God I don't even know where to start." He says looking for the words. I place my hand on his leg and look at him with a reassuring smile.

"Okay. When I was younger my family lived in L.A. My dad was this shit big time movie producer, and we had..or I guess still have a lot of money." I nod.

"Well my sister got in with this bad crowd while we were there, which I guess I can't really judge much because I was in it to. But anyways, she would go to different party's everynight, along with me. And well at the end of the night you would just end up sleeping with some random. " He says and I can't help the pain that courses through my body from that thought.

"Well one night my sister got drunk, or stoned. Probably both actually, and fucked this guy. While that normally wasn't a big deal to her she ended up getting pregnant." He says and my mouth falls open.

"Yeah." He agrees, taking in my shocked expression.

"Well my parents didn't take the news very well, and kicked her out of the house at 16. They even withdrew her name from the trustfund."

Trustfund?

"Well, I was already 18 at the time and had received my share of the money, so I moved out of the house with her. Otherwise the assholes would have just kept the money for themselves." He says rolling his eyes.

"She ended up giving the baby up for adoption, but by the time it was all over with everybody already knew about the whole thing."

"So the only way she felt she could escape it would be to move. That's how we ended up in New York. I didn't even know my parents had moved here untill last week when I got the call about the accident. I hadn't even talked to them since the day they signed the bank account over to me two years ago." He says.

I finally think he is finished before he continues, "And well, the money was..well, it was a lot. Enough to send both of us to NYU, and support us for this long."

I think back to his appartment, and his black Range Rover. I can only imagine how much it actually is.

"My parents continued to add more money into the account, because I'm sure they felt like assholes after both of their children moved states to get away from them. But no amount of money could make up for them treating Gemma like that. They knew she slept around but they never even tried to stop her, and when it finally blew up in her face she was done for." Harry says and then goes quiet.

"Wow." Is all the words I'm able to form.

"I know, it's a lot to take in." He says removing his hand from under mine and placing it on my leg.

"I can't believe you would go through all of that for her. That's just-wow-it's just incredible." I say still shocked.

"She's my little sister." He says shrugging his shoulders.

My feelings for Harry have certainly grown with the information from his past.

"Why would you think I would look at you differently?" I ask remembering his words from last night.

"Because I'm exactly like the fuck up of a guy who got her pregnant." He says looking down at his hands.

"Why would you think that?" I ask and he looks..scared?

"I was exactly like him, in L.A. Hell, I was like him just a couple of weeks ago." He says, but I feel like I'm missing something.

"And you're not now?" I ask.

"It's different with you, Alex. I don't know really. Just something about you..you make me want to change. I want to get to know the real you." He says and my stomach flutters.

I press my hand against his cheek and trase his skin with the pad of my thumb. Just as I'm about to lean in and kiss him, his phone vibrates loudly in his pocket.

"Perfect timing." He sarcastically mutters while digging into his pocket.

He looks at the screen before rolling his eyes and answering the call.

"What." He snaps into the receiver.

"Oh..."

"Uh...how long."

"Wow. Okay. Yeah, we'll be there soon." He says before locking the phone and setting it on the table.

Harry looks back over to me and his expression is unreadable.

"Uh-that was my mom. She said that he dosen't have much longer." Harry's voice cracks at the end of his sentence, and his eyes are starting to turn glossy.

"How much longer do they think?" I ask.

"A couple of hours." Harry mumbles moving his knee to touch mine.

"I'm so sorry, Harry." I say leaning my head against his shoulder.

"Thanks." He says before kissing the top of my head.

We stay like this for a couple of minutes, finishing our coffee before he finally speaks again.

"We should probably go, now." He says and I nod in agreement, sliding out of the booth first.