Til Kingdom Come [Harry Styles- Bk 4]

ch.57

I looked up at Harry. He glanced at my ring finger and smiled. He took my hand and kissed it. I wrapped my arms around Harry's neck and took slow breaths. My chest felt so heavy.

Harry smoothed my hair to the side and kissed my neck gently.

Farah smirked at me. Then she skipped off to her room. 

"She's got a wild imagination," I whispered. Harry laughed lightly.

"She's got your imagination," he winked.

I smiled shyly. I recalled all the nightmares and fixations I used to have on my parents coming back and fears that Harry would be taken away from me. I shook my head. Harry isn't leaving me and I'm not leaving Harry. 

"Do you think we're lucky, Harry?" I asked quietly. Harry rubbed my back softly, tugging me closer to his chest. "Because we found each other when we were young? And we've been faithful," I added the last bit quietly.

Harry searched my eyes for a moment.

"We're not lucky, we just made the right moves, the ones He predestined for us in this game."

"You think it's all predestined?"

Harry nodded. "Like a chess game. I'm your knight, you're my queen. And we've got plenty of pawns," he reminded me.

I nodded weakly.

"Gemma cheated," I blurted.

Harry's grip tightened around me. He stared closely at my face, like he wanted me to be lying or atleast joking.

"What?!"

"I'm sorry, Harry, Gemma is my friend, but I won't stand around while she breaks my brothers' heart," I shook my head.

Harry let go of me and started pacing around, gripping his ring all the while.

"Harry, I don't know what to say to her. I want to know why, why she's doing this--"

"She's not cheating."

"Harry--"

"She loves Danny. I know she does," Harry insisted almost ignorantly.

"But I saw it. I saw her!" I continued.

"WITH WHO!?" Harry grabbed my shoulders.

I cowered back. 

Harry took a deep breath and loosened his grip.

"Vince."

"Jesus."

Harry ruffled his fingers through his hair and sat down at the table. I  took a deep breath and sat beside him.

"I don't get it," Harry admitted, rubbing his forehead. "Danny and Gemma have been together for years, Angie, years!"

"I know, I know," I nodded. Harry bit down on his lower lip.

"They have two kids. Two teenagers! What the hell?" he grumbled. I shook my head. The kids were who I ws most worried about. Marco was having fun with his piercings and would probably start getting tattoos soon, but what if he went into drugs after his parents' got a divorce? And Sephora, she already had self-esteem issues, her parents getting a divorce would crush her.

"I remember when Danny started staying at my house longer, while I wasn't even there," Harry mumbled, grinning slightly. "And I thought he just liked me so much that he wanted to be at my house before me, but no," he shook his head.

"He was making out with my sister," he laughed nervously. 

I smiled weakly. I was around Farah's age when I saw Gemma and Danny together for the first time. I didn't really understand any of it, I just knew that Gemma was the one thing that made Danny smile. She was the one person he would do anything for. Anything.