closer // harry styles

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and the boys left tomorrow at eight in the morning. I sighed, just thinking about it, and Harry looked down at me. Everyone, including Uncle Paul was sitting on the long white couches. Liam walked over from the kitchen where he had started making dinner, and sat down in a chair.

"So have you decided what month you're coming out?" Zayn asked me.

"Yeah, I think the second."

"Good." Niall nodded.

"Paul, when's our break?" Louis asked.

"I think sometime during the third month." Uncle Paul said.

"Break?" I asked.

"We get a week off occasionally where we'll go and visit family and friends." Louis explained and I slowly nodded my head.

"When do you guys leave here?" Niall asked and Harry shot him a glance.

"Where?" Uncle Paul and I asked at the same time.

"Uhm... I was thinking that for our last night together we could just stay at a hotel... If it's okay with Paul of course." Harry said, his cheeks getting a little bit red. Uncle Paul tightened his jaw and looked at Harry.

"Fine." Uncle Paul agreed, and Harry gave my hand a squeeze. "But don't try anything, Styles." Uncle Paul said.

"Promise." Harry smiled, showing his adorable dimples again. The timer went off on the oven, and Liam got up to get it, but Niall flew past him and turned it off.

"What'cha makin?" Niall asked, eagerly.

"Chicken, and hands off." Liam said to Niall, picking up an oven mitt. Niall pouted and walked back over to everyone, plunking down on the couch next to Louis.

"Liam, studio." Paul instructed and everyone got up to walk downstairs.

"Come with us," Harry said, pulling me.

"No I wanna-" He cut me off by flinging me over his strong shoulder, and slapping my butt.

"Styles..." Paul said.

"Sorry Paul," Harry laughed. He took me downstairs, and Liam followed us, running from the kitchen and making weird faces at me the whole time he was behind us, making me laugh.

"What song?" Zayn asked.

"Strong." Paul said, and all of the boys shuffled in the studio. Paul pressed a button, and some music started. I don't remember hearing this song. The whole entire time, Harry just stared at me. As I listened to the lyrics, I realized he was singing and looking at me and smiling because he was singing them for me now. I was-

"Ariana, would you mind getting that?" Uncle Paul asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry?"

"The doorbell just rang." Uncle Paul laughed.

"Oh, sure." I said, and walked upstairs.

I opened the door, to find Alex standing there.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, shutting the door a little bit more so he couldn't get in.

"Just stopping by." He laughed and I stepped outside to talk to him, not wanting anyone else to know he was here.

"Very funny, what do you want, Alex?" I asked, knowing him better then to just 'stop by'.

"You know what I want." He said, his eyes scanning me over.

"Seriously." I said, clenching my jaw.