Change (Harry Styles)

meeting new people (chapter23)

-Cassie-

Last night, I thought as the cool breeze danced in and out of the tree’s, finally hitting me in the face with a light puff of wind, the sun splashing down on my body, heating me up more and more by the minute.

I didn’t expect to go running back to him, but as soon as his strong arms connected around my body, I felt myself melt. It’s sort of as if he had me trapped under a spell from the very beginning, which made me crave him more.

Once his lips covered mine in a gentle yet perfect kiss, I know right then I that I had done the right thing in allowing myself to fall and get back-together. For them two weeks, I always thought I would seem weak if I went back to him, but nowI notice that it is in fact what I needed to make myself seem stronger. He’s kind of like my rock, and without him I’m just a piece of normal, flat, boring ground. In my head I know what thing will never be the same way they were before the holiday, not everything can fall back into place that easily. We’re like a jigsaw puzzle right now; we have to work slowly and fit the pieces back into the right place again. Maybe they won’t go back in as perfect as we both may like, but it is better than not having one another in our lives at all.

I don’t really know what to do with myself today. Sophia and Olivia are at school, Harry is at the studio, with the boys, and Eden is out shopping with Megan.

Sometimes I think that used to be my life. Running around town with Eden and Megan (who is, by the way, my other best friend; since year 8). A pile of bags in our hands, not really caring about anything or what went on in the area around us. And no

And now? Now, I’m in a serious relationship and have two kids to look after. Believe me, I love Harry. And those two weeks apart made me realise just how much I love, and need him. It’s not even the fact that I want, I really and truly do need him. And I know, I had to take the girls in or they would in a bad environment to grow up in. If I didn’t, my parents would have and that wouldn’t go well. My parents are never at home and even when they are, they’re constantly fighting; tearing each-others head’s off. Sophia and Olivia are better with me.

As I put my key in the hole in the door, I feel my phone vibrate from inside of my white bag that is draped over my shoulder. I drop the keys onto the hallway table, hearing the door close with a successful click. Opening my bag, I reveal my iphone, seeing I have a new message from Harry.

From: Harry.<3

Can you come down to the studio for a while babe? <3

I roll my eyes, hearing the flick of the kettle go off, signalling It was boiled.

To: Harry.<3

Aren’t you meant to be working?;) but yeah sure, I’ll be there in ten. Xx

I put a table-spoonful into a coffee-take-away cup and fill it with water, adding the right amount of milk before putting my phone back into my bag and leaving the house again.

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I push open the red-framed window doors of the recording booth in which the boys are working in. My jaw dropped once I saw the black haired man sitting on the sofa across from the panel of buttons. Simon Cowell. I know, it sounds silly; but it has actually been a dream of mine to meet the man who made music right.

“CASSIE” Louis was the first to notice me standing outside of the room, just staring at Simon. I snapped back to reality and painted a grin back on my face as the Doncaster boy came running over to me, opening the door and flinging his arms around me in a massive bear-hug.

“Hey Louis” I laugh as I unwrap myself from him warm body and making my way into the booth, followed by the man himself.

Liam, Niall and Zayn lifted their heads up from the table that had a pile of sheets scattered over it in a messily, and, to me, stressful manner. They mumbled a ‘Hey Cassie’ and went back to looking at whatever they were looking at. In which I found out a few seconds later was lyrics as Niall goes ‘oh what about..’ and then sung a line of words beautifully.

All while Harry sauntered over to me, wrapped his arms around my shoulder and kissed my forehead, letting me go and sliding arm tightly around my waist; obviously showing that he missed or physical contact just as much as I myself did.

“Cassie, this is Simon Cowell” Harry says, extending his arm in a ‘dramatic point’ to Simon.  “And Simon, this is Cassie White” he finished.

“Nice to meet you sir” I say, shaking Simon’s extened arm lightly before letting it drop down by my side as his grip lessened.

“You too Cassie. And please, call me Simon.” He chuckled.

 “Okay, I’m just gonna ask this – What’s behind all this?” I ask, disturbing the arm-wrestling match going on between Liam and Niall, and well all know that Liam is going to win since he is at the gym every chance he can get, whilst Niall just eats. Sorry Nialler! But, I know I would not be called down here, along with Simon Cowell may I add, if there wasn’t going to be some sort of announcement. They’re probably going on tour or something similar to do with the amazing career they have shared out amongst five excellent singers.

“We are going on touurrrrrr” Louis cheered, fist pumping the air – A laughing Niall joining in with Louis’ hyper actions. See I told you they would be going on tour. Which, I don’t mind at all, knowing that harry has said the girls and I may join them in this event.

But nothing, nothing, could have possibly prepared me for what came out of Harry’s mouth a moment after.

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managed to upload:) I swear, I came in through the front door and ran straight to find my laptop hahah so here go:)

FILLER AAAAGH.

But to be fair, I wrote it in like, half an hour? And at the same time I was sining and on tumblr, so yeah. :L

-Sophie.