Long Lost family - A Harry Styles Story

Chapter 32 - Home At Last

Hi everyone sorry it took so long to update, this is just a catch up chapter to get the boys back home after the tour for Christmas break please enjoy and comment :)

Peyton's POV

Almost a week had passed, I was beginning to become extremely board without anyone else around. After my graduation was over with I left my brothers flat and went home for a few weeks. Only when I pulled up in my driveway both the house and drive were empty, a wave of fear struck me as the wind hollowed violently behind me. Unlocking the front door to my parents house back in Cheshire, I found a note on the telephone stand automatically breathing a sigh of relief the note read...

"Darling, now that your graduation is over with and school is out me and your farther have decided to go away for the month we leave at 2am on the 24th of November there is money on the counter for the month for food and drink including the bills, there is fresh food in the fridge, feel free to let kyle stay to keep you company... See you Christmas Eve all our love mum & dad xxx"

Pinning the hand written letter to the fridge as a reminder to pay the bills, I checked the date, they left this morning. Picking up my phone almost automatically dialing kyles number he picked up on the second ring... "hello what's up?"

Oh hey nothing its just my parents have gone away for four weeks do you wanna come live with me for a while?... "uhm yeah sure see you in an hour love ya bye"

yeah you too bye... His answer was short and sweet I knew this month would make or break us, this was our one shot at proving we could live together once and for all. I must admit it was a little scary testing my relationship but I had to know in the back of my mind whether or not this would work out.

Harry's POV

Finally we had been given a months break in the tour and I took the opportunity to fly back home to Cheshire, something about that place always drew me back, I don't know why maybe its because I was brought up to love nature. But then again this was my home, the place where my foster family raised me.

It had been a while since I had looked back on old memories, mainly because it was either too painful or I just didn't remember. The boys never brought up my past mainly because they knew I would just blow up along with my temper. It was a hell of a touchy subject that they seemed to tread lightly around.

One thing I do remember is after that ass whole that was my father left me and my mother I got sick of the bastards at school taking the piss out of me, that's when I learnt to box. I never perfected the art it was more of a self defense thing, it came in handy the day I smacked the school bully straight across the table! At least I was never bothered again.

I was a scrawny little thing as a kid, but I grew up fast, I had no choice in the matter. Opening my eyes to Niall shaking my shoulder I realised the plane had landed. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes I checked the time... It was 5am we had been flying all night and jet lag was slowly making an appearance. Picking up my car keys I left the airport and hopped into my land rover, hopping that the snow wouldn't settle before I got back to my flat.

It was the middle of November now, the 16th to be precise, we were finally home for Christmas and I planned to have some real family time. Two hours slowly passed bye as I finally rolled my Land Rover into the driveway sleepily noticing my sisters new car wasn't there. I wasn't too surprised with my findings I have to admit even I get lonely in a big place like this. My new years resolution was to find a new girl, Charlie was long gone after the tour she had way too much work to focus on. Although I think I had found a girl... A perfect girl her name was Annabelle. She was a small girl, she had long brown hair it fell effortlessly in ringlets down her back to the top of her bum. Her emerald green eyes sparked a burning in my chest from their shear beauty as they glistened in natural light.