Fallen For Harry Styles

Chapter 78

Mia's POV

"Oh thank god."

I whisper as I throw my arms around him.

"It's ok Mia, I'm ok."

He whispers in my ear.

"You have no idea how happy I am to see you right now." He adds.

We both pull away looking into each others eyes. He smiles holding my chin up, I smile back.

"So, who's bright idea was this?" Gem asks, looking back at us.

"It's my fault ok I'm sorry."

Liam raises his hands in defense.

"I take the full blame for this."

Harry wraps an arm around me, I lean into him as close as possible.

"I'm just glad you boys are ok."

Anne smiles in her mirror.

The rest of the ride back is spent in silence.

From the corner of my eye I see Harry reaching down to grab my bag from Victoria's Secret.

"What's this?"

He grins.

I quickly snatch it from his hand before he figures out what it is.

"Nothing."

"Come on tell me. What is it?"

I shake my head.

"Please?" He begs, whispering in my ear.

I glance up at him.

"I can't. It's, it's for your birthday."

He playfully pouts then quickly smiles, placing a soft kiss on my forehead.

"Ok."
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We pull into the driveway. I'm relieved to be back.

"Thank god we're back home." Harry sighs.

"I'm sorry everyone." Liams voice low, sad even.

Harry turns around to face him.

"Listen Liam I'm, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have went off on you like that."

"It's cool man I shouldn't have stuck my head out the window in the first place."

"Ayyyyeeee!" Niall cheers. "We're all best friends again!"

Everybody including myself starts cracking up at him.

We all climb out of Annes car, my bag tight in hand. I walk around toward the front of the car where Harry waits holding out his hand. As I grab for it he then leads us to the house. Anne let's us in and we all separate. She heads into the kitchen, Gem hangs out in the living room, Louis, Niall and Liam head down into the basement while Harry follows me up to his room.

"So, are you going to tell me what's in the bag?"

"Nope. It's a surprise."

I need to figure out where I'm going to hide this until tomorrow, or maybe if he plays his cards right I might wear something tonight. I shake my head then smile, taking off my coat and hanging it up in his closet.

He walks toward the bed, where I left the bag.

"I'm watching you, Styles."

I peek out from his closet making sure he stays away from the bag.