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Chapter 2

Harry

"Mum, stop crying. I'll be back soon" I assure my mother, who is a sobbing mess right now.

"I know, it-it's just the, I am going to miss you a lot" She hiccups.

"Come back, soon" Gemma kisses my cheek. "I love you, bro"

"I love you more, sis" I kiss her forehead. I pick up my bags and walk out of the door. I look at them one last time and wave before driving away with my Range Rover. I have to do a favour to my Uncle. It's a confidential letter from my late Dad, that I have to hand it to him. Uncle Garett has forbidden me to stay at a hotel. So, now the question is, where do I stay? Maybe somewhere in the streets. Apparently, "they" will find me. I don't know who "they" are and I am not interested in knowing them. I have to stay in London for five fucking months. That's too damn long. The only thing I know about all this is, that my Dad's last wish was to build a restaurant in the name of Mum. And those "they" don't want that, because Dad took a huge loan from them and didn't return it because he passed away.

They want to kill me now, because of that. But guess what? We already paid the loan. I am not scared of anyone, in fact I will kick their arses if they even dare to lay a finger on me or my family. 

My hands feel numb from all the driving from Cheshire to London. My time passed by listening to music and observing my surroundings as I drive. The two hour journey drained all of my energy. I feel my stomach growl. I see a restaurant named 'Red Daiquiri' and I decide to stop there to get some food. I try my best not to fuck up the parallel parking technique and somehow manage to park my car. Great.

I get out of my car and walk towards the restaurant. The waiter opens the entrance for me as I approach it. I mumble a small 'Thank you' to him. I walk up to the receptionist and ask for a table. She leads me to the table. I take in my surroundings. It's a habit. I always observe my surroundings since I was a small boy. I don't know why.

Beside my table, there is a group of friends celebrating. They look so happy. They remind me of Zayn, Liam and I. God, I miss them already.

"Hello sir, my name is Marcel and I will be your waiter today" The nerdy waiter adjusts his glasses and politely introduces himself.

"Um, hey Marcel" I smile awkwardly at him.

"Would you like to order now?" He asks.

"Yeah, I'd like to have.." I take the menu in my hand and take a look. "The jerk chicken and a lemonade, please"

"Coming right up" He scurries away and bumps into a girl. He's so damn awkward. I chuckle. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pick it up. It's Uncle Garret.

"Hello? Harry" He speaks.

"Hello, Uncle. I arrived in London, just now. I'm in a restaurant to get some food and also I haven't found a place to stay" I rant.

"Well do that, quickly. I don't want you to get caught" He snaps.

"Then why don't you find me a place to stay?" I say, slightly irritated.

"I'm too busy for that. Bye, son. Call me after you find your humble abode" And he hangs up. Arsehole.

I sigh and put my phone back into my pocket. I feel someone tap on my shoulder. I turn my head around to see it's one of the guys who came to celebrate with his friends.

"Hey mate, heard you needed a place to stay?" He asks. He looks like he's no more than 20.

"Yeah?"

"You can stay at my house" He offers me a genuine smile.

"Um, I don't want to be a bother" I admit.

"Oh no no, I'm sure my sister wouldn't mind"

"What about your parents?" I ask. His face falls a little.

"They're gone" He sighs.

"I'm sorry" I apologize.

"Don't be" He smiles, sadly. "Anyways. You can stay with me and my sister"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, wait let me get my sister" He says and runs to get his sister. He is a very nice lad. Didn't get his name yet. He runs back with a beautiful girl behind him. She looks breathtaking. I stand up. She has the manager badge on. She's the manager of the hotel. Oh wow.

"This is my elder sister, Venice" He introduces. "I'm Fionn"

"I'm Harry" I shake hand with the both of them.

"So, Ven. Harry needed a place to stay and I was wondering if we'd let him stay at our house" Fionn explains to his sister.

"Of course" Venice looks at me. "You can stay as long as you want"

"I might have to stay at your house for five months" I scratch my head.

"That's not a problem. I'm sure you'd be a great company to the both of us" She shoots me a sweet smile.

"Thank you, Venice and Fionn"

"Our pleasure"