Dancer (One Direction//Little Mix)

Chapter 9

I grabbed my phone and called my dad.

"Hey baby girl." He chirped.

"Dad, I found mum." I croaked.

"How is she? Was she nice? Does she want to come back?" He asked, quickly.

"No, she was absolutely horrible. I'm not even going to tell you anything. Just please, I need to speak to Aunt Ellen?" I asked.

"Ok love, I'm here if you need anything." I heard him call my aunts name and a few moments later she answered.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Aunt Ellen, you were right. All those horrible things you said about mum, you were right!" I cried.

"Oh sweetie, I never wanted you to find her." She mumbled.

"I want you. Will you fly down to New York? Please Aunt Ellen?" I begged.

"Of course. I'll be out tonight." I hung up and rested my head against the head board. The door opened and Harry walked in.

"Hi." He smiled. I grinned and he sat down beside me.

"Are you doing any better?" He asked.

"A little." I mumbled, pulling him into me. I clung onto his shirt, and hid my face in the crook of his neck.

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"Awe! Look at 'em!" Someone cooed.

"Shut up, Louis!" Someone hissed. I groaned and pulled myself closer to whoever I was on top of.

"But, I can see them sharing a nasty dream together!" Louis, I think laughed.

"Shut up blockhead." Harry hissed, throwing something. I ignored it,and wrapped my arms and legs around him tighter.

"She's probably awake, you don't have to keep holding her." Perrie pointed out.

"She's fine."

"You do realize it's 5:15. You slept almost all of the day." Someone stated.

"Wow, I'll wake her up. Just go away, we'll be there soon." I heard their footsteps disappear, and Harry sighed.

"Cora, wake up love." He mumbled.

"Shut up." I groaned, placing my head in the crook of his neck.

"C'mon babe." He cooed.

I opened my eyes and looked up.

"What?" I asked.

"You need to wake up." He grinned. I nodded and moved my arms, to around his waist.

I grabbed my phone and my aunt had texted me about an hour ago, she was about to land. I gasped and jumped up.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I'm late! She's going to kill me!" I cursed. I slipped on booty shorts and a black bandeau. I shrugged on my jean vest and turned around. Harry was smiling cheekily at me and I slapped his arm.

"Did you really just watch me change?" He nodded and I groaned.

"Truthfully, it's nothing I haven't seen before." I laughed and slipped on my red toms.

"I need to go." I stated.

I ran out and called a cab.

I hope she hasn't landed yet.

When we got to the airport, I told him to stay here and I threw a thing of cash in his hands.

I looked around and my aunt was no where to be seen.

"Are you Cora Hemmings?" I turned around and a young girl was standing there.

"Yes I am. Who are you?" I asked politely, bending down.

"I'm Angel. Can I get your autograph and picture." I nodded and her mom took a picture of us and I signed her notebook.

She giggled and ran off.

I smiled and looked around for my lovely aunt.

"Cora, is that you?" She asked, running to me.

"Yeah." I smiled weakly and she brought me in a hug.

"You look terrible, absolutely terrible." She looked at me and frowned.

"Well, I feel how I dress." I mumbled.

"Oh sweetie." She brought me into a hug and I cried.

"Enough, we're not going to worry about her anymore. We're going to make you feel better, and for starters, we're going to a club tonight. Invite you're friends."

-

I looked in the mirror and straightened out my short dress. It went above knee high and it was black with lace all over it. Then it was a 3/4 sleeve, that was pure lace. It dipped down on my back, almost reaching my butt.

I was wearing red stilettos, that were very bright. My hair was curled in tight curls and my make up was applied just right.

"Cora, are you almost done? You're aunt keeps glaring at me." Harry stated walking into my room. When he took in my appearance his mouth dropped.

"Yeah, I'm ready."

"You look gorgeous. But why are you dressed up? Boys will look at you. And I know how you get when you're drunk." His voice was laced with worry.

"Don't worry Harry, I'm a big girl." I rolled my eyes.

"You, you're the one who made Cora pregnant. What are you doing here?" Aunt Ellen spat, pointing to Harry.

"She's my friend." Harry shrugged, putting his arm around my shoulder.

"A friend never leaves Cora in the state she was in." Ellen shook her head.

"It's ok Aunt Ellen, I forgave him." I slid my arm over his waist and she stared at us.

"Just don't get her another baby right now." She mumbled before walking off.