(okay wow so I haven't written in forever and I'm so sorry. but here you go: )
Chapter 23
HARRY’S POV
My phone buzzed next to me on the bed while Catherine was in the bathroom getting ready. My sister’s name flashed across the screen.
“Can I help you?” I answered, teasing her.
“Well, look who woke up grouchy this morning. I hope you and your girlfriend are decent because I’ll be there in a minute.”
“Just come in. She’s just doing her makeup.”
“Okay. See you soon,” she said and the line went dead.
“She said she’ll be here soon!” I called to Catherine.
“I’m so nervous. Do I look okay?” she asked pulling on the hem of her black V-neck t-shirt.
“Babe, you look perfect. It’s just my sister. She’ll love you.”
“Whatever you say,” she said, her cheeks flushing. I heard my sister’s voice as she entered the house. She was talking with my mum.
“She’s here. Are your friends up?”
“I think so. I’ll go get them,” she said heading down the hall. I headed down the stairs to see Gemma whose back was to me. She dyed her hair a new color, lilac.
“Look who it is,” she said grinning. “The little brother.”
“Good to see you too,” I said hugging her. I might be her ‘little’ brother, but I tower over her by a few inches. Catherine made her way down the steps with her two friends. “This is my girlfriend, Catherine.”
“Jesus, Harry, how’d you pick this one?” Gemma said smiling. Catherine looked at me. I just smiled, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. “I’m Gemma. You’re absolutely gorgeous.”
“Thanks. These are my friends, Jane and Paige,” Catherine said smiling. Her hair was now braided down her back with small pieces that framed her face.
“Whoa, your hair is fucking awesome,” Gemma said to Jane.
“Gemma,” my mum corrected her.
“Oh, thanks,” Jane said quietly for a change.
“Do the three of you want to do some shopping and maybe lunch?” Gemma asked, giving me a look that practically asked for permission. I nodded at her and she smiled.
“Sure! Let me just go get my jacket,” Catherine said smiling.
CATHERINE’S POV
Gemma was actually so nice. She was also gorgeous, so I know it runs in the family. I grabbed my purple sweater out of my suitcase and ran back down the steps. I kissed Harry goodbye and followed Gemma out to her car.
“So, where do you girls want to go?” she asked adjusting the radio volume.
“We aren’t really familiar with what’s around so,” Paige said.
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Chances (A One Direction Fanfic)
Fanfic“Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.” ― E.E. Cummings