YOUNGBLOOD » HARRY STYLES

6

I woke up to a couple of knocks on the front door to my apartment. I frowned, not wanting to have woken up so early. I slowly peeled the duvet off of me anyway and trudged to the front door, checking to see if Heather was still asleep on my sofa on the way there. She was, and she was snoring lightly too.

I stood on my toes to look trough the peephole, only to see a familiar man with a grey beard and the typical surfer dude's hair cut, waiting for the door to be unlocked.

"Dad?" I asked when I opened the door. He looked up immediately and smiled.

"Sorry, did I just wake you up?" He asked, running a hand through his greying locks. My messy hair and sleepy eyes must've given it away. His blue eyes were bright and awake; he must've woken up early. 

"Yeah, you did, but it's fine. Um, Heather's over and she's sleeping on the couch, so maybe right now is not the best time?" I told him, feeling slightly guilty for having to send him away, and even more so when he gave me a disappointed look.

"That's okay, maybe I could cook you guys breakfast?" He asked hopefully, fiddling with his car keys in his hands. I smiled and opened the door wider to let him inside, and watched as he took wide strides into my kitchen. He went straight to the fridge to see what I had, took out a carton of eggs and got to work right away. "What were you guys up to last night then?"

I pulled myself up to sit on the kitchen counter after pouring myself a glass of orange juice. "We went to a concert," I said and he paused midway breaking an egg to raise his eyebrows at me.

"Shouldn't you be studying instead?" He teased and I rolled my eyes dramatically. "Was it one of those open air concerts down at the beach or something?"

"Um, no. It was actually at the O2." I said matter-of-factly. This time he stopped and put a hand on his waist, giving me an incredulous look.

"Rowan. Why didn't I know you bought tickets?"

"Well, it was sort of a last minute decision." I explained briefly, and when he narrowed his eyes at me I knew he wanted me to say more. "Heather was going to go with her boyfriend, but he got sick so she took me instead. It was fun," I shrugged.

"I can tell, she's absolutely knocked out." He replied, nodding in the direction of Heather who was still sleeping soundly on the couch, a thin pink blanket covering her. "Who did you see? The O2 is a pretty big venue so it must be someone I know,"

"It was Harry Styles. Heather is a really big fan," I told him, finishing the last of my juice.

"Harry Styl... Harry! I know him! Isn't he from-" he began but I gave him a stern look and told him to be quiet.

"Sh! Heather doesn't know." I admitted, so he nodded along.

Speaking of Harry reminded me that I hadn't answered his text yet, so I picked up my phone and quickly typed out a reply whilst my dad worked on his scrambled eggs.

Harry: get home alright?

Me: yes harry, everything's fine. Hope you have fun on the rest of your tour

I wasn't expecting a reply so soon. Maybe Harry was an early bird, too.

Harry: Remember how you used to call me hashbrown in high school?

I smiled down at my phone screen at the fond memory, but got distracted when I heard ruffling on the couch.

"What don't I know?" Heather asked with a groggy voice after shifting on the couch amongst the pillows.

"Nothing, just father-daughter stuff." My dad replied instantly, covering for me. I flashed him a thankful look. Heather sat up and adjusted her hair before turning around to look at us, realising my dad was here to cook us breakfast.

"Oh, Lukas is here!" She said happily, getting up to stretch.

"Good morning," My dad chuckled. He then looked to the side at me and winked.

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"What happened with Alfie, then? I heard he was supposed to go with you instead of Rowan." My dad asked, getting straight to the point whilst we were sat at my small dining table eating the breakfast he made.

"He got sick," Heather shrugged, pushing her scrambled eggs around on her plate.

"Well, that timing sucks." He chuckled, making Heather smile lightly. "Anyways, how's our hotel management going?"

The conversation was most certainly dead at this point.

"Oh, it's fine. Always busy, as usual. But hey, maybe I should get going to take care of Alfie. A sick boyfriend could always use some taking care of," Heather replied, carefully laying her cutlery on her empty plate. She stood up, the legs of her chair screeching along my floor and making the hairs on my arm stand on end. She quickly walked to the couch where she had left most of her belongings and then headed towards my front door. "Thanks for the breakfast Lukas, and thanks for the concert yesterday Rowan, see you later!"

"What was that?!" My dad asked, letting his knife and fork clatter onto his plate. He looked genuinely shock.

I raised my shoulders and put my arms out to the side. "I don't know,"

"Have you talked to Alfie about it?" He questioned and I shook my head. He gave me a sympathetic yet serious look. "Maybe you should. Something is definitely wrong and maybe you should be the bigger person by trying to help out."

I sighed, not sure if I wanted to get involved.

"And about Harry, why doesn't Heather know?" My dad looked me right in the eye and raised a brow in suspicion.

"Harry is Heather's idol and I didn't realise I knew him until I bumped into him backstage last night. The bodyguards there made me promise not to tell anybody I saw him before and after the show."

"You saw him before and after the show? Without her? Oh god, he's still the same charming man, isn't he?" My dad teased and I couldn't help but feel my cheeks heat up. 

"Doesn't he have a mum who's single? Anne, was it?"

"Dad!"

"I'm only kidding... not really though." He said, standing up to wrap his arms around me and rest his chin on the top of my head. 

"I miss mum," I sighed.

"So do I, cheesecake, we both do."

"Ew, I hate that nickname." I scoffed and pulled away from him. Then my phone buzzed.

Harry: Leaving me on read are we?

Harry: Anyways, I'd love to see you again before my next show, but I understand if you're busy

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