A Public Affair (A Harry Style Fan Fiction)

Back To Reality

Author's Note: Hello my readers! When I took a break from my story, I didnt think people would actually take the time to read it... Thank you so much for taking the time to read/comment or even vote! It means alot for me! <3<3

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What will happen to us? That was my only thought while taking my suitcase from the airport. How will we make it work? How will I know if he is thinking about me? I didn’t have anything on my mind except him. He was haunting my thoughts and the hole in my chest was growing wider. It's there and the aching is much stronger than I could even imagine. I was slowly walking to where my brother told me he would be. I was walking around thousands of strangers but it felt like I was alone. It felt like I was walking a lonely road, I felt invisible. Maybe I could turn around and book another ticket, to be where my close friends were, to be where he is. It's scary to believe that I get attached to people so easily, I didn’t want to be disappointed by them but I just couldn’t stop thinking about them and about what they would be doing right now.

I got out of my thoughts when I saw Alex leaning against his old car. He had his sunglasses on and had his arms were crossed against his chest. He was wearing his black and white converse with some black ripped jean. He had a simple grey t-shirt on. As I was walking towards him, he got his back off the car and turned around to open the trunk of his car. He wasn’t going to help me put it into the trunk; it would be too much for him. After I struggled to get my suitcase into the trunk, he closed it before walking to the driver’s door meanwhile I walked to the passenger’s door. I got into the car without a word as he was getting out of the parking lot of the airport, we stayed in silence for the first 10 minutes before he finally broke the silence.

‘’Dad is going to kill you for your little trip with your boyfriend.’’ He said, eyes on the road.

‘’First of all, I am legal and second of all my boyfriend does have a name, Harry.’’ I snapped at him.

‘’Don’t get ahead of yourself Liz, he is only having his fun with you.’’ He said before stopping at a red light, he turned his head to face me but I turned right away.

I didn’t know if I had to be hurt by his words or mad that my own brother thought that I was only good to have fun with. I know what he was probably thinking; I was a normal girl meanwhile he was a big star, what in God's name could bring us together. That was probably what the entire world had in mind.

‘’You can be a dick sometimes Alex. I am so done talking about my personal shit with you.’’ I told him.

The rest of the drive was in complete silence. He told me everything he had to say and quite frankly I didn’t want to hear more, I didn’t have the force in me. It seemed like I was in a happy mood but it all came crushing down in Montreal. When Alex finally turned to the familiar street, I got a knot in my stomach. I have a little idea of how it will all go down, but I hoped that my father wouldn’t make a big deal of my little getaway but in all seriousness I knew I was only fooling myself. The car stopped in front of our house, but it didn’t seem like home anymore. I got out of the car and waited for the trunk to open. I got my suitcase out of the trunk and rolled it over to the door. I knew that the door was open but I still stood there like a complete idiot. I finally took all the courage in me and opened the door before closing it right behind me but the door flew open right behind me. My brother was never going to skip a chance to see my father yell at me, nope not in a million years. I got greeted by my mother, who had an apron around her waist. She kissed both of my cheeks before returning to the kitchen, signalling me that my father will be home shortly. I could hear my brother chuckling in the back. If we weren’t related, I would punch him right in the nose but I refused to go against him and sighed instead before climbing the stairs with my suitcase to my room. When I got into my bedroom, I closed the door and walked straight to the bed. I let myself fall on the mattress and closed my eyes. If only Harry was here… he could make me laugh with his stupid jokes or just with his face but instead, he was far away. Away from me.