How long will it take?

Chapter 8

This is my second update of the week for you, I just really need to get it all out so I don't forget the story. The updates will be more frequent in the next couple of weeks because I will have finished school so keep an eye out! :) Keep reading, voting and commenting please, it means a lot.

I would also like to dedicate this chapter to my best friend, Cat. She doesn't particularly like One Direction but she's reading my book anyway, I love her to bits and she's pretty fab. So if you see this Cat, hiiiii, you're the bestest ever xx

Lola's POV

Harry pulled up outside my apartment and he jumped out of the car to open my door. I smiled at him, bashfully as he held my hand to get out again. His hand lingered a little too long and it made me blush, I could see his smirk from the corner of my eye. He knew what he was doing to me.

"Do you want me to come in with you to explain where you've been?" He asked.

"No, don't worry about it, I'm a big girl, I'll sort them out myself! You've probably got a lot to do." I replied, he smiled at me, giving me a nod. I thought about all the girls that he's probably got lined up, ready to have quick sex with him tonight. I pushed the thought out of my mind and looked back at him. He could probably work out that I was thinking of him in a dark light so he lightened the subject.

"If that includes playing a game of FIFA with the lads until 6 in the morning, I suppose I am a really busy man." He said, rolling his eyes.

I laughed at him, and rolled my eyes. He was good at avoiding the subject of sex with me around. I looked down at my watch to stop him seeing the blush that rose on my cheeks when I thought of him and sex. 'Stop it Lola', I cursed myself, 'he would never look at you like that!'

It was nearly 10 o'clock, Harry and I had gone back to the arena to find no one there so we drove back, only to get stuck in traffic. It wasn't awkward in the car at all, we talked about him and some more and how his experience in X Factor changed him. I loved listening to his voice, it was so smooth and he always sounded so endearing. His eyes looked so interested in everything I said and he didn't interrupt when I spoke, unlike some boys I knew. I was, however, trying to stall my story, he really didn't need to know, I didn't want any pity or anymore drama so I just dodged his questions like a bullet.

He cleared his throat.

"Ok, I'll be around at 7 in the morning, to pick you and Dani up." He started walking back to his car door. I was shocked that he was coming to pick us up so I stood, looking at him for a few seconds before I realised what he said.

"Oh no, it's fine Harry. We take the tube, don't go out of your way for us." I told him, politely.

"I'm not going out of my way, you're my friend and I'm going to take you to work, it's pretty normal." He smirked.

"Be ready for 7 and bring me some breakfast!" He winked, then he hopped into his car just before his phone started ringing. He sped off without giving me a second glance. It was probably his 'friend' on the phone.

I climbed up the stairs to our home and unlocked the door. Dani was already asleep on the sofa and Matty had his head resting on her lap. As soon as I saw her angered gathered inside if me. She hadn't told me about Naomi and I wasn't going to let it go.

"Where've you been Lo, it's the second time this week!" Matty asked me, groggily.

"I was out with Harry, he's giving us a lift to the arena tomorrow." I told him. He smiled at me, genuinely.

"I'm happy for you Lola, you need someone like him in your life."

I just nodded, it wasn't like we were dating, he would never look at me like that. I was nothing special, I had extra fat all over my body and my face was nothing like the girls he had dated before, I was just plain and simple and he was Harry Styles.