We're Not Who We Used To Be / H.S.

Chapter 11

This chapter is SO bad i'm sorry, trying to get out of writers block at the moment, also it's probably very unedited so sorry if you find any mistakes, please let me know! thank you for reading!!

3 days later

"Just one look! In your eyes," Millie yelled, swaying her hips and pointing at her eye, "and my temperature goes sky high!" She raised her hand up to the ceiling and Harry giggled from the table watching her sing along to the song. Still in her night shirt and boy shorts, she danced around the kitchen using a whisk as her microphone.

"I'm no where near as good as you, am I?" She asked pointing the whisk at Harry's face, he watched the pancake batter drip off the ends of the metal and he shrugged.

"I think you have a lovely voice," he said with a big smile. Millie rolled her eyes and strutted back to the pan atop the stove top. A few circles of batter being prepared. Harry was leaving today and Millie told him she'd make him a nice breakfast before he had to leave which she had to start preparing at 4 in the morning. Harry was awaken thirty minutes later to Millie dancing about to music and cracking eggs into a bowl.
"You didn't have to do this for me," he said when she set up a plate for him and placed it in front of him. She sucked off some syrup on her pinkie and shrugged passively.

"You've already done a lot for me so I want to do stuff for you too. What time do we have to leave?"

"Well thanks. I have to be there by 6, but we should leave at 5:30 I'd say." Millie nodded and hummed getting herself a plate of food. The moment she sat down Harry took his hand and placed it atop hers, she looked up from her plate to see him smiling wide.
"Thank you for making this." She smiled back and loved the feel of the pad of him thumb stroking her knuckles.
"Anything for you, baby." An electric current went through Harry's chest and his cheeks flushed red, he continued eating to ignore the hard beat of his heart against his chest.

Millie put on her cream bralette and one of Harry's thick jumpers over it to survive the cold London air when they got out of the cabbie. Wheeling his suitcase and duffle bag with his other arm around Millie who was holding her bags, Harry and her walked down the hallways with security around them. The moment people started noticing them Harry's grip tightened, Millie pouted slightly seeing fans pulling out their phones. She was happy to see that most of them weren't stopping him except for a girl who tried to make her way to him but a security guard immediately stepped in front. Harry stumbled slightly at the abrupt stop and saw the young girl around fifteen years of age.

"Harry-" she started.

"Let her through," Harry said stepping over, letting his arm off Millie. She was awfully short and Harry crouched slightly to speak to her with a smile on his face. She had a One Direction CD and handed it to him with a pen. Millie was puzzled at how this girl knew he would be here or maybe she was just happening to carry around a CD and pen. She watched with a smile when the girl wrapped her arms around his neck and he hugged her, picking her up a bit and rocking back and forth.

"Thank you, thank you," the girl sobbed, a few tears running down her face. Millie didn't catch what else was said until Harry grabbed her hand and they continued their way.

"She was crying," Millie bluntly said. Harry responded with a shrug,

"she thanked me for saving her life." Millie's heart immediately ached at the pain in his voice. She had no idea she'd be dealing with things like this when she thought of dating Harry Styles.

"It must be stressful to have that on your shoulders. Like how you have the power to keep someone living, you're their main source of happiness."

"It just makes me sad that they don't have other stuff that makes them happy, but if I help then i'm glad," he squeezed her hand lovingly and kissed her cheek. Millie smiled and looked at him quizzically.