The Way (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 26

The service was short and very sad. Harry and I sat with Gemma on the second row, which I know he wasn't happy about, but I'm pretty sure he would do anything for her. Anne was very emotional during the service along with the hundreds of other people packed into the large chapel. I wonder if some of the people flew in from LA. I'm sure they did, there couldn't be any way they already know this many people in New York.

After the end Anne invited the family members to come back to her place but Harry refused, and for some reason I think it has to do with the fact Hannah will most likely be there.

Gemma decided she would go with Harry and I and I'm glad. She means a lot to Harry and I would love to get to know her better myself.

"Where are we going?" She asks as we get into Harry's car.

"We could go to Butter?" He offers and she agrees.

"Is that good with you Alex?" He asks placing his hand on my leg.

"Yeah, that's fine."

I can feel Harry look over to me but I continue to stare out the window.

"Are you okay?" He whispers only loud enough to be heard over the radio.

I just look at him and nod. Honestly the whole day has been a lot for me. Meeting all of Harry's family, his father's funeral, seeing Hannah, what Anne said to me.

"How did you guys meet?" Gemma asks the two of us, breaking me from my thoughts.

Oh joy; let's just add on to the problems of today.

Harry laughs but doesn't say anything. I look over to him willing him to continue but his eyes don't move from the road.

"Uh..Funny story." I murmur.

"Well now I really have to hear it." She laughs.

"Yeah Harry go ahead." I smile.

"Well basically, Alex couldn't hold herself back. She was basically forcing me to fuck her." He says and I gape at him.

"What the hell! That was not what happened." I sound more serious than I actually am.

"We were about to uh...hookup, I guess you could call it that-"

"Fuck. You could say we were about to fuck." Harry interrupts, and I roll my eyes ignoring him.

"Well anyways, my ex-boyfriend came into the room to get his phone, and it just went all downhill from there."

"Ex-boyfriend?" Harry asks. Had I not told him about that?

"Um yeah." I glance over at him and he seems upset. Shit.

"Well that certainly is a funny story." Gemma sounds about as uncomfortable as I feel.

The rest of the car ride is silent, and eventually we arrive at the restaurant. After the waitress takes our drink and meal order she leaves us to talk amongst ourselves. I mostly just drink Diet Coke after Diet Coke while Gemma and Harry talk about school.

"What year are you Alex?" Gemma asks me.

"Sophomore."

"So are you 19?" She asks and I nod.

"You look much older. I thought you would be at least over 20. No wonder Harry likes you." She says and Harry spits half of his drink back into his cup.

"What do you mean?" I ask taking in Harry's death glare focused on his sister.

"He just likes older women." She says shrugging her shoulders.