Youth is like diamonds in the sun (on major hold)

I remember how you used to say, Have no fear, Be okay...

'Sing me the new song!' I pleaded for the hundreth time. 'No, we have to finish this homework,' Harry sighed, pointing at our maths books. 'Did Harry Edward Styles just say he would rather do homework than sing?' I laughed, laying next to him. 'I can't sing it anyway, I only sing chorus,' Harry shrugged and kissed my forehead. 'A equals six,' I told him writing it down on the squared paper. 'About what happened in English today,' Harry started. 'It's fine,' I sighed, already tired of this discussion. 'It's not, he effectively threatened you,' Harry continued. 'What I did on the bus? Got plenty more of that. Can we just forget about him and concentrate on us? Please,' I reassured him. 'What if you can't do what you did today? If anything happened to you...' Harry began. I cut him off, pressing my lips to his. 'Seriously, you're not going to get out of it that easy,' a voice sounded near the door. 'Gemma, not now!' Harry shouted. 'Do your homework guys, I'm babysitting tonight,' Gemma winked at us. 'Remind me again of my age,' Harry looked at me. 'Erm, about five,' I replied. 'Mum leaves in half an hour, we'll talk then,' Gemma grinned, then walked away, singing to herself. 'There's normal babysitting, then there's Gemma babysitting,' I laughed at Harry's defeated face. 'Oh yeah,' Harry's face brightened. 'Homework!'  I sighed and filled out the last few answers then passed Harry my book.

I grabbed his copy of Pride And Prejudice and found where I was in my copy. I read until Harry removed the book from my hands and kissed me softly. 'I'm going now!' Anne called as she entered the room. Harry pulled away from me and kissed her cheek. 'Have fun!' we both shouted after her.

'Come on, lets see what Gemma wants,' Harry pulled me off his bed. We headed downstairs to find  Gemma stood at the door, arguing with someone. 'She's not here, piss off!' 'What's wrong sis?' Harry cleared the last few steps and joined his, next to him anyway, petite sister. 'This dickhead says you're with his girlfriend,' Gemma explained as I walked hesitantly towards them. Harry's eyes flickered towards me for a split second, stay there. I stopped in my tracks. Jack. That was all we needed right now. Had he not learnt from my earlier attack? Oooh boyfriend getting bitchy. 'If I remember, you cheated on her. Then left her until she was actually happy. You're a creep,' Harry responded in his weird I'm calm but I'm gonna rip your head off if you breath voice. 'There's this song, called Taken. Go listen to it. Then google stalkers and what happens to them,' I snapped from behind Harry as Jack began to yell obsenities at Harry and Gemma. 'And leave us alone!' Gemma slammed the door in his face. 'Team Styles!' Gemma high fived me and Harry then lead the way to the kitchen. And the take away board. 'I'm thinking pizza?' she grinned, extracting the relevant menus. 

'There's this party just down the road,' Gemma mentioned casually as we ate. 'Shame you have to babysit,' Harry said, in mock sympathy. 'Well you see,' Gemma started. 'We can either come to the party or stay home?' Harry finished. 'We all know Mum will be home around one, so I or we will be home by twelve,' Gemma elaborated. 'What dya wanna do?' Harry turned to me. 'Not bothered,' I shrugged. 'Who's party?' 'Noel Samuels,' Gemma replied. Harry glanced at me, 'Think we'll stay home, in case Mum gets back early.' 'Alrighty then!' Gemma grinned.

'Why does he not want to go?' Gemma asked me as I helped her pick an outfit. 'Like he said, in case your mum gets home early,' I shrugged. 'It's Harry, when does he ever miss a party?' Gemma stopped rooting through her wardrobe and looked at me. 'Fine, I think it's got something to do with Jack,' I relented. 'The guy who turned up at the doorstep,' I answered her questioning look. 'Basically, we went out a few years ago, he cheated, I dumped, he stalked. Now he's begun the last part again. Only difference is, he only has one girlfriend now.' 'Wow, so Harry's being his stupid protective self?' Gemma replied. 'Got it in one,' I nodded.

'This one,' I held up the black dress. 'Perfect, thanks babe,' Gemma grinned. She kissed my cheek. 'Put some black eyeliner on!' I said as I left. 'Sorted?' Harry asked as walked into his room. 'Yep, whatchya dooin?' 'Well, it was looking at me, begging for attention,' Harry smiled. I leant over, Angry Birds. Obviously. 'Fantastic,' I sighed, laying next to him and pulling out my phone.

Angry birds? I don't think so. Temple Run? Yes please. Alright, I'm addicted. They say the first step to rehabilitation is admitting you have a problem. Well there you go. I don't want to be cured. I love Temple Run.

Then the text came through.

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