Living with the Styles.

Chapter 33

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

HARRY’S POV:

I woke up to the sound of my alarm. I looked over at my clock and saw that it was 4:30am. I groaned and quickly got out of bed. I dragged my tired body towards my suitcase and picked it up. I quickly checked that I had everything before tip-toeing downstairs. I placed the letter on the kitchen table and quickly hurried out the door and to my car. I placed my suitcase in the boot of my car and quickly headed off down the road. The roads were almost empty, meaning no traffic and it will be quicker to get to the airport.

I drove for a while and stop for a coffee; I could feel myself falling asleep at the wheel, which isn’t good. After I had my coffee, I carried on for a little while longer. I arrived at the airport at 5:20. I had 40minutes to get through security and board the plane.

ANNE’S POV:

I woke up at 9:00am. I swung my legs off the side of my bed and slipped my slippers on. I grabbed my dressing gown and walked downstairs. I woke up quite late this morning, which was quite weird. I went downstairs and saw Gemma on the computer, Skyping Piper again. I went into the kitchen to make some breakfast and came across a letter. I picked it up and read it. I felt my heart drop as I saw it said that Harry had disobeyed me and go to Australia.

‘GEMMA!’ I shouted, running into the living room.

‘What’s wrong mum?’ She asked looking up from the monitor.

‘Read this.’ I gave her the letter with a shaky hand.

‘Dear Mum, Robin and Gemma, I am so sorry for this but I have gone to Australia. I know that you will be disappointed and upset when you read this, but I really need Piper. She means the world to me and I can’t stay away from her. I thank you for spending your money on this present and I’m sorry that you had to see this note this morning. I know I disobeyed you and I feel guilty about it. I am sorry for the way I’ve been behaving and please tell the boys that I’m sorry also. Love Harry. X’ She read aloud. I heard a gasp come from the screen. I didn’t realise that Piper was still on Skype.

‘Oh my god. This is all my fault.’ She cried. ‘I’m sorry.’

‘No Piper, it’s my fault. I’m the one who didn’t let him go.’ I told her. ’Please call us when he arrives, so we know he’s safe.’

‘Of course.’ She sighed.

PIPER’S POV:

I’ve been worried sick for 21 hours waiting for Harry to arrive. I hardly slept last night; Harry should be here by now. It’s 7pm and Harry should have arrived at least an hour ago. I’ve been on Skype with Anne, who is also worried sick.

‘Piper, don’t worry. I’m sure he will be there soon.’ As she said that the door bell rung. I looked at Anne, shocked before I went to the door. I opened it and there stood my boyfriend. I jumped up and ran into his arms. He wrapped his arms around my lower waist and lifted me up. After a few moments he put me down. I felt anger rise in me. I slapped him on the arm, hard.

‘What was that for?’ He asked, shocked and confused.

‘You scared the shit out of me, you idiot.’ I shouted. He generally looked shocked and confused at my quick change of mood.

‘I’m sorry.’ He whispered.

‘Don’t tell me that, tell your mum.’ I led him to my computer monitor.

‘Hi mum.’ He sounded nervous and scared.

‘I’m so disappointed in you.’ She said bluntly.

‘I’m sorry mom.’

‘At least you safe, but don’t ever do that again. ’ She sighed. ‘I have to go now. I haven’t slept since I woke up yesterday.’ I looked over at Harry who looked so guilty. I knew he should but I knew how guilty he felt, which made me feel bad as well.

‘Night Anne.’ I said.

‘Night Piper, go to sleep as well. You’ve hardly had any sleep either.’

‘I’m fine, don’t worry about me.’ I smiled, hoping Harry didn’t feel as bad as he already does. She waved and signed off. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. Harry wrapped his arms around my waist but I tried to get out of his grip.

‘No Harry…’ I started before my dad walked in.

‘Who are you and why have you got your hand on my daughter.’ He sounded angry.

‘Dad, this is my boyfriend Harry.’ I smiled. Harry let go off me and held out a hand for my dad to shake, with a beautiful toothy grin. My dad huffed and ignored Harry’s gesture.

‘Any funny businesses and you’ll be out of here faster than you can say ‘Mississippi’.’ He spat in Harry’s face.

‘Dad.’ I said firmly, signalling him to back off. Harry looked scared as my dad stepped away and out of the room. I giggled at Harry who turned around with a pale face. ‘Awwh Harry.’ I went up to cuddle him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and we fell onto my sofa. He straddled me and looked down at me with loving and longing eyes.

‘It’s unbelievable how much I’ve wanted to do this.’ He whispered, before placing his god damn perfect lips onto mine. I felt a beautiful sensation on my lips as he deepened the kiss. He had one hand keeping himself from laying on top of me and one was stroking my rosy red cheeks. Both my arms were wrapped around his neck, my hands roaming through his perfect curls. I moaned as our lips moved perfectly in sync, fitting together like a puzzle piece. I felt Harry smile through the kiss. After a few minutes more of kissing, we broke away.  I sat up and Harry pulled me into a cuddle.

‘I am sorry, really, that I scared you.’ He whispered.

‘It’s fine, at least you’re here and I can do this for two whole weeks, whenever I want.’ I said, trying to sound seductive and sexy. I leant up and kissed him again. We sprung apart when my dad shouted at us through the kitchen.

‘I said no funny business.’  I looked at Harry who was laughing. I couldn’t help but laugh a well.

I was so glad to have my boyfriend back with me for two weeks.

(A/N: Don't forget to check out 'Cimorelli' if you already don't. Video on the side on their cover of 'We Are Never Getting Back Together' by Taylor Swift. I based Piper's look on Lisa Cimorelli. Check the out, they're amazing!)