Living with the Styles.

Chapter 32

'I’ve hurt her so many times, but I love her too much to let her go.’

PIPER’S POV:

I came back to my room and Jade was talking to everyone.

‘Hey Piper, the blonde ones Irish!’ Jade exclaimed.

‘Well no shit.’ I said sarcastically, making everyone on the other end laugh at us. I sat down on the bed again and I handed Jade her drink and we downed it.

‘So what happened while I was gone?’ I asked.

‘Nothing, just chatting about you and Harry.’ Jade winked, making me blush. ‘OOOOH, she’s blushing!’ Jade cooed. I slapped her in the arm as everyone laughed. I looked at Harry who was also blushing a little to.

After another half hour of talking everyone went home. As I promised, as soon as Harry got home I would call him to speak to Anne and Gemma. A few seconds after I started a video call, he picked up and the first thing I saw was the flesh of his toned torso. I gasped as he laughed at my reaction. I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment.

‘I love how I still make you blush even though you’re on the other side of the world. I rolled my eyes and giggled, looking down into my lap. ‘I know, I’m sexy, I can’t help myself. It’s hard for me too; I have to live with this sexy body.’ He grinned cheekily.

‘You’re so vain Styles.’ I giggled as I watched him flex.

‘Harry, put a shirt on. No one wants to see your body.’ I heard Gemma say as she entered the room.

‘I think Piper does, she was blushing when I accepted her video call.’ Harry chuckled.

‘Piper babe! How are you?’ Gemma shrilled, running over to be on the screen.

‘I’m good Gem, how are you?’

‘I’m good! Wait, Harry go and get mum and then don’t come back, we need to talk to Piper.’

‘But…’ He protested.

‘No, go get mum.’ He sighed and left.

A few moments later, Anne arrived, without Harry.

‘PIPER, it’s so good to see you, even if it’s on a screen.’ Anne said, as it travelled through the speakers.

‘It’s good to see you Anne.’

‘What did you want to talk to me about?’ I asked, oblivious to the plan.

‘Well, it’s Harry’s birthday in 2 weeks and we want to give Harry a good present. What do you think would be a good present?’ Anne asked.

‘I don’t know!’ I laughed. ‘I’m shit at present giving.’ Gemma and Anne giggled at my comment.

‘We are too.’ Gemma added.

‘Hey, I know! How about we give him plane tickets come and stay with me in Australia, for a week or two. My parents want to meet him as well!’ I suggested.

‘Oh Piper, that’s a great idea. We could all put money to it!’ Gemma squealed.

‘Piper, are you sure. I mean it’s a lot to ask.’ Anne said.

‘It’s fine. My dad says I can have anyone over!’

‘Okay then, we’ll get it sorted.’ Gemma yelled, clapping her hands together.

‘Okay then, we’ll book it and pay. Hopefully he’ll see you in a little more than two weeks!’ Anne smiled sweetly. ‘Okay Gemma, let’s let Harry and Piper talk, as long as she doesn’t tell him anything.’

‘I won’t Anne. I giggled. She winked at me to get Harry.

3 WEEKS LATER:

HARRY’S POV:

It was finally my birthday and I had hardly spoken to Piper over these past two weeks. I really wasn’t in a birthday mood. I looked over at the clock, which read 7:12 am. I groaned and rolled back onto my bed and buried my head into the pure, white pillows of my twin-sized bed. I felt myself drifting off again, when I heard the door bang open and I heard a voice I really don’t want to hear at this time of the morning.

‘HAROLD.’ I heard Louis voice shriek as four boys jumped on top of me.

‘Fuck off.’ I mumbled.

‘What was that?’ Liam asked.

‘FUCK OFF.’ I yelled.

‘Harry, language.’ My mum said, with her serious tone.

‘I don’t care, just go away.’ I moaned.

‘What’s got into you Harry?’ Gemma asked, sounding concerned.

‘What’s it to you?’ I asked, rudely. I opened my eyes to see all the boy, Dani, Eleanor, Olivia, Robin and Gemma looking at me in shock. My mother didn’t look too impressed.

‘Fine Harry, if you’re going to be rude to everyone then I’ll just cancel you birthday present.’ She said firmly.

‘Like I care.’ I huffed lying back down on the pillow.

‘Fine, Gemma? Please call Piper and tell her Harry won’t be joining her in Australia for two weeks anymore and explain why.’ She told my sister.

Wait, did she say ‘joining Piper in Australia for two weeks?’

‘What?’ I sat up from my bed.

‘It doesn’t matter anymore, seeing as you’re not going.’

‘But…’ I protested.

‘No Harry!’ With that she turned on her heel and walk out of my room. I quickly got up out of bed and followed her, not caring that the girls can see me in only my boxers.

I followed her into the living room where Gemma was talking to Piper.

‘…so Harry won’t be coming to Australia. I know you really wanted to see him but he’s being just plain rude to everyone.’

‘Mum, I’m sorry. I was just in a bad mood.’ I said.

‘I don’t care Harry. Not only were you rude to me, you were rude to your sister and the boys. The ones who spent their time and money on a good present for you, and you don’t care. I’m not having it, and I’m not having my son being so rude. You are grounded for 1 month.’ She yelled. I looked over at the computer monitor. Piper looked at me with a shock and disappointed look. I sighed and turned on my heel and ran upstairs. I passed the guys, girls and Robin on the way.

‘Hey Harry?’ Niall asked. I ignored him and went into my room, slamming the door as loud as I could. I huffed and buried my head into my pillow again. I stayed this way for quite a while, just thinking to myself.

Wait, I’m officially 18. I’m legally an adult. I can do what I want. No one can stop me. I want to see my girlfriend. I have the rights to. I’m going to go to Australia.

With that, I got up and started to pack my suitcase, hoping my mother wouldn’t come up. After I finished I went to my mother’s room, hoping she wasn’t there. Thankfully she wasn’t and I went over to the pile of presents and cards. I found the card, addressed to me, with my mother’s hand writing and opened it. Inside was the plane ticket. I fisted pumped the air silently and tip-toed out of her room. I went back to my room and looked at the plane ticket.

It said the plane leave at 6 tomorrow morning. I quickly went through my wallet seeing how much money I had, £230. That’s good, I’ll exchange it for Australian Dollars. I wrote a note, ready to put out for tomorrow. Everything was set  ready for tomorrow.

Yes, I feel extremely guilty, but I haven’t seen Piper for over three weeks.

(A/N: Don't forget to check out 'Cimorelli' if you already don't. Video on the side on their cover of 'As Long As You Love Me' by Justin Bieber. I based Piper's look on Lisa Cimorelli. Check the out, they're amazing!)