Don't Wanna Be Without You (A 1Direction fanfic)

Chapter 23: Coffee and Zayngel <3

HARRY'S POV

Hannah lifted her head off of my chest and sat up. I sat up and leaned my back against the headboard."Good morning, love." I said to her

She smiled, "Morning, Harry." she said, with that adorable American accent that I loved. She ran her fingers through her wavy hair and sighed. "I suppose you'll have to leave again today." I nodded. I heard a sniffle from her, a tear rolled down her face.

"But you'll be coming with me, dear." I said, lifting her face up so our eyes met.

She tilted her head, "What do you mean?"

"I can't be without you again, Hannah. But I can't stay here in LA forever. That's why you're going to leave with me." I said

She  slowly shook her head, "Harry..you know my father would never allow it.."

"You're eighteen years old! You can make your own decisions."

Hannah nodded her head and thought about it, then looked up at me, "Alright..I'll go." she said I grinned at her. She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. My fingers played with the elastic band on her shorts as her fingers tangled in my curls.

I heard a little knock in the doorway of Hannah's room. We sat up and turned. Her butler stood in the doorway and cleared his throat, "I'm sorry to disturb you, Miss. Evans, but your parents have requested that you report to them in the dining room, immediately."

 "Yes, sir, Mr. Cambridge." She said, getting up off the bed and fixing her hair. Mr. Cambridge left the room and Hannah walked to the doorway. She turned to me, "I'll be back." I nodded and she left the room. When I knew she was gone I got up and crept over to the door.

"Hannah." I heard her father say, "Is that boy here again?" he asked

"Yes, he is." Hannah replied, "And there is nothing wrong with Harry."

"I don't like him, Hannah." he said to her

 "But I love him, daddy." she said innocently. I thought it was kind of cute, Hannah always called him daddy.

 "Hannah, dear, you deserve someone better than him." her mother said gently, "Someone like Greg. I like Greg a lot. And I know your father approves of him. And he's really a handsome young man."

"Mom!" Hannah yelled, "Stop talking about Greg! I love Harry and there will never be anyone else for me!"

"But what's wrong with Greg?!" Her mom protested

"There isn't anything wrong with him! But he's not Harry, Mom." Hannah said, her voice breaking, "Harry is all I want." she said between gentle sobs

"Hannah, honey, don't cry." her mother said, "We only want what is best for you. And that's Greg. Not some boy-band-member."

"We are going to ask that you don't see him anymore." her father said

I heard Hannah's crying continue. I couldn't take it anymore. I walked into the dining room and wrapped m arms tightly around Hannah. She buried her face in my chest and cried harder. "Let's go." I said to her.

She nodded and turned to her parents. She wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve, "I'm going with Harry to London."

"What?!" her mother yelled

"I refuse to allow you to go!" her father yelled

"Dad, I'm eighteen years old. I can go where ever the hell I want!" she yelled back.

 Her mother gasped, "Hannah Chanel Evans, you do NOT use that kind of language!" she scolded

 Hannah rolled her eyes and took me by the arm, "We're leaving." she announced, pulling me from the room.