Free Falling (Harry Styles)

Chapter 15

CHAPTER 15

I turn to him slowing with pain in my lower back and see he is fast asleep. There's a knock at the door and he wakes with a little jump,

"I'll get it, you stay here." He demands as I pull the covers from me again. I ignore him, he looks back at me from the door way and shakes his head,

"There is no telling you is there?" he laughs and heads down the stairs ruffling his hair, I slowly make it down to the hallway and turn to the look out the door and see Harry helping my mum in with shopping as she returns from her night shift at the hospital she works at now.

"No! You, get back in side, you dont need to help, Harry is, back in side!" Mum yells from the boot of the car, Harry looks up and laughs a little,

"Thats me been told then" I mumble in a hard, Scottish accent and walk back in the house. I sit in the kitchen watching them put everything away. Harry hands me a cup of coffee and some toast. I smile and say thank you,

"Harry?" He looks at me, "Is 25th of August ok for you?" I say in a serious tone looking at him in the eyes

"Yup, it sure is" He smiles and gets up from the table,

"Best go tell mum then" He says walking into the hallway and putts his shoes on,

"I'm coming!" I shout, raising from my chair slowly

"Oh no your not." Mum booms from the living room, "You are ment to be resting" she says in a firm voice,

"No, fresh air will do me good." Harry looks at me and smiles,

"Hurry up then" I pull myself up to my room, grab my 'comfy trousers' and his jumper, then run as quick as I can with it hurting me, down the stairs.

We reach the door, he opens it and we walk in,

"Mum? Where are you?" Harry shouts,

"Up here Hazza" a little voice replies from up stairs, He looks at me and tells me to wait there, so I dont have to climb the stairs. Unknown to him I hear the whole conversation,

"Mum, I'm going to Scotland with her in 3 days, you cant stop me so dont even try to."

"Harry? You cant just leave like that, you have the band and your family to think about" her voice deepening a little,

"Well, I have already asked Mary she's fine with it, the boys are more than happy for me to go, I'm pretty sure Gemma and Robin wont mind. Whats your problem?" He asks shouting a bit,

"My problem?... Her. " I open my mouth and shuffle closer to the stair case to hear a better,

"I think you are diving in too deep again Harry, I dont want to have to nurse you back from a heart break again." she booms as I slowly creep up the stairs,

"And doing this will help will it?... No, it wont. It will break me again, and plus this is real mum, REAL." he yells firmly. I reach the top of the stairs and see them standing in Anne and Robins room meters away from each other, Anne see's me and makes a sour face, Harry turns to look at me, his face like I had seen before, Angry. He walks to me and takes my hand roughly, I flinch as the pain kicks in,

"Ouch, Harry your hurting me" I whimper,

"Sorry babe, I didnt mean to" kissing my hand and continues,

"You see mum, I love her and she loves me." dropping my hand he walks back to his mum, she walks forward and they meet in the middle,

"I love you Harry, more than any girl ever will!" she booms pointing to me, I step closer to Harry and reach for his hand,

"Oh yeah? Well this is a really funny way of showing it." he takes my hand, interlocks his fingers with mine and steps back a bit.

"Wait, stop, please" I say in a quiet voice over all the shouting, "STOP!" I yell out, "I dont want you two fighting because of me, If you dont want him to come with me Anne, he wont. and Harry, if you dont want to go without me you are gonna have to stop arguing with you Mother and work this out." I pause and take a deep breath,

"Anne, I would never hurt him, ever, if you had made an effort with me you would have found that out, but doing this, stopping him from being happy with me really isnt going to help. and you Harry" I look at him, tears filling my eyes, "You, need to calm down, you are talking to your mum here, the woman who gave birth to you, cuddled you when you were hurt, wiped away your tears after a nightmare, stop shouting at each other, sit down and talk about this. Please" I beg looking from Harry to Anne and two tear droplets hit his jumper I'm wearing. They look at each other, Anne's eyes just like mine she walks forward, takes my free hand and shakes it.

"I'm sorry Deni, I just dont want anything to happen to my little boy." tears fall from her eyes and I look to Harry, he's shaking his head, tears filling in his too,

"Mum, I'm not a little boy anymore! I'm 17 nearly 18 you cant keep me from doing what I want, keeping me from being happy." He looks at me drops my hand and walks into his room, grabs a duffle bag and loads it with clothes,

"Harry stop please" Anne follows him into his room and grabs his hand, he looks at her and pulls it away, he glances at me with a tear falling down his cheek, I walk to him and hug him gently, Anne pulls us apart and I cry out in pain,

"Mum! Be careful, she is in pain! Y'know getting hit by a car doesnt get better over night!" Harry booms to her,

"I'm so sorry I forgot! Honestly I did" she pleads wiping her tears and moving closer to me.

He looks back to her, his bag filled with clothes and takes my hand,

"Let me know when you want to sort this shit out mum."