Fixed

Chapter Twenty-Five

"What?" I said, he continued to stare at the ground.

"She was fourteen." He said with disgust and anger.

"I had no idea." I said

"Of course you didn't." He said, he sounded defeated.

I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck, I couldn't remember the last time I hugged someone.

"It's fine." He said, pulling away.

"Im really sorry." I said.

"It's fine." He repeated.

"What was her name?" I asked, and he finally looked at me.

"Abigail, or Abby."

"That's a nice name."

"Was." He corrected me.

"Harry, I'm-"

"Don't apologize." Was all he said, coldly. 

"Okay." I responded. 

"Let's go downstairs." He said.

"Huh?"

"Downstairs. You know, whats below us." He said sarcastically.

"Okay.."

He didn't say anything just walked down the stairs, I followed right behind him. I had no idea what to say to him, or why he was going downstairs, but I still followed.

"Hello Harry." His mom said as we entered the room. Another woman had arrived, she was sitting next to Tom. She was stunning, I felt out of place in a room of beautiful girlfriends and wives. I was just a friend who probably looked like she just got off the streets of New York.

"Thanks for joining us." His mom said, she still didn't acknowledge me.

"Aspen is here too." He said, I wanted to kick him.

"Hello Aspen." His mom added.

All Harry's brothers were in the living room, and so was his dad. His dad had his legs crossed and was reading a newspaper.

Harry sat down and patted the spot next to him, gesturing for me to sit. I sat uncomfertabley with my legs crossed, trying my best to remember the edicute that Belle's grandmother had taught us.

The room filled of tension, even though they were simply talking about world events.

Harry didn't join in the conversation, he just starred at his hands.

"Aspen, what do you think?" Harry's mom chimed in. I could tell she was either trying to embarrass or test me, to see how much I knew about world events. Lucky for me, I keep up with this stuff. I responded with an answer which made her eyes narrow at me, but the rest of Harry's family tried to hide a smile, except Harry, he still starred at his hands.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Harry shouted.

"Harry, watch your language." His mom scolded.

"You obviously just tried to fucking embarrass her! Youre unbelievable! All these years you've wanted me to find a girl to bring come just like these pricks." He motioned at his brothers.

"Harry Edward Styles, that's enough from you." His mom kept her voice low.

"You're right! It is enough from me, i'm so sick of trying to fucking please you people when all you care about is youre stupid status and appearance!" He was on his feet now.

"That isn't true." His mom said.

"Really? So if I brought Erica home you would treat her like youre treating Aspen." He said. I could feel my face turning bright red.