More Than This - A Sequel

Holmes Chapel

Due to a scheduel problem, I left for Homles Chapel a day earlier than the 'happy couple'. Which made me happy, knowing I would get a bit of time to catch up with Anne, Harry's mom. She was like a second mother to me. She missed me soo much, that she insisted I stay with her, Harry, and Emily in the family home, though I was a bit sceptical.

As I drove the tiny rental car into the driveway of the Styles home, a flood if memories came back to me. It was almost the exact same as I remembered. The stone bungalow with green, green grass and large shrubs almost made me cry. 

Once I parked the car and began walking to the front door with my suitcase, a short brown haired woman ran out of the house.

"Olivia! Oh Olivia!" And that was one of the reasons she was like a second mom, she insisted on calling me Olivia, not Ollie. She gave me a great big hug, and I smelt the scent of a perfume I hadn't experienced since I was sixteen. 

"Anne!" I screamed. I had to admit, I was extremely excited to see her agian to. 

She grabbed my bag from me and hurried me inside. Flash backs of seeing Harry at the front door greeting me emerged. This trip was going to be harder than I thought.

"Come! Sit down! I've made you a tea already." Anne motioned at the living room couch that was squished in from Harry and I's wrestling compition when we were 14. He sadly won with a landslide.

She passed me a hot tea cup and sat at the chair across from me.

"I've been meaning to get a new sofa, and give that one to Harry, but I just can't bring myself to do it." She smirked. I chuckled awkwardly. It almost felt as though she forgot Harry had a new girlfriend.

"Yes, there are a lot of memories here." I looked around the cozy living room, trying not to start tearing up.

"Its a shame you are so talented, I was planning on keeping you around forever." She sighed. Whether it was on perpose or not, Anne was making me closer to bawling.

"Well Harry has Emily now. Whether either of us like it or not." I said kind of bitterly.

"I know. I was certain you two would find each other again, but I guess it was a tad late. I will try to like this Emily girl, but it will probably be as hard for me as it is for you. Are you fond of the girl?"

Though I wanted to tell the truth, I kind of reduced my thoughts a bit.

"Well, she is okay I suppose. She is nothing like me, so we don't exactly have anything in common. But, you can't exactly expect me to love the model my ex boyfriend is dating." 

"Do you still fancy Harry?" She took an intense sip from her cup.

With a deep breathe, I couldn't help but to tell her the complete and honest truth.

"Of course Anne. When I first heard about Emily, my heart broke all over again. And ever since Harry and I have been getting together the past month, its just been odd. I still feel the same way, and he acts the same way towards me, but then I remember Emily. She is the blockade that will always be there." I could feel the tears whelling in my eyes, Anne quickly got up and sat beside me. With a comforting arm around me I looked to the side. And sitting on the fireplace mantle was three pictures. 

One of Harry and Gemma. One of the whole Styles family, and the last one was a framed picture of Harry and I in a tight hug, smiling at the camera.