Change (Harry Styles)

reunited - chapter39

Reunited – chapter thirty-nine.

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Harry Styles.

Face-to-face.

In only a matter of hours.

With Poppy.

Yeah, fun.

“Aunt Cassie?!” A voice snaps me out of my panicked thoughts.

“Let’s go?” Sophia says.

I nod, flinging my bag over my shoulder. I grip the handle of my suitcase, existing my apartment along with the girls.

“Now you to behave.” I warn Sophia and Olivia, giving them each a kiss on the head. They nod before scurrying into Melanie’s apartment with Lily.

“Thank you so much for looking after them. It means a lot” I give my thanks to Melanie. Sophia and Olivia are staying with Melanie while me and Poppy go on tour.  I figured that they are old enough to spend some time without me now, whereas Poppy isn’t, that being why she is coming with me.

“It’s no problem. Now, you better get going. Have fun” I smile at Mel and shout another goodbye to the girls. Hitching Poppy higher on my hip, I trail my suitcase down the hallway.

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“I’m so excited.” Roxie jumps up and down on her heels, showing just how excited she is to meet the boys, if only I could say the same. “Do you think Niall’s single?” She asks, and you can see it in her eyes that she is being dead serious. But no, Niall is not single, because unlike some people, he was actually able to keep his relationship with Eden going, and they still are, after all this time.

“Dude shut up” Ella moans. Ella’s a bitch. Ella hates One Direction, so you can tell how well this tour is going to go. But then again, but then again, I hated them at the start too, now I have a kid with one of them.

Geez.

The door begins to open, and Ally grabs my hand. Out of the three girls that I am close with here – Roxie, Ally and Romly, thank goodness it was us all who got picked for this tour – she is the only one who knows exactly what went on with me and Harry, even that Poppy is his, the other two don’t know who the dad is. I’m not sure Roxie and Romly even know that I dated Harry, but I guess that is a good thing, right?

The door opens fully, revealing...

Effie.

I let out a breath that I didn’t even know I was holding. Effie approaches us, her red heels clicking against the wood of the floor.

“They will be here in a minute,” She says, looking us each in the eye. “Do me proud girls.” And with that, she turns, her shoulder-length black hair swishing with her movement. She leaves the room, and there is the faint sound of the click of the door.

A few minutes later, the door opens again, and the five boys, looking as smashing as ever, come bouncing in. Niall is the first to notice me. He picks up his pace, and eventually, he is running towards me. He wraps me in massive tight hug and I breath in his familiar scent, all while the girls – except Ally – give me and Niall quizzical looks, and the other boys aren’t even near us yet. And I suppose I shall have to stop calling them boys, since they are all 23, Louis 25. That’s scary. I knew them when they, bar Louis, were all cheeky 18-year-olds. I wonder if they have grown up any, of if they still have them same care-free attitude I so much adored.

“I miss you so much, Cassie” Niall whispers in my ear.

“Not now Niall” I manage to choke out, fighting to not let the tears escape my eyes. He nods, and backs away, moving on to the other girls and introducing himself. By now, the other four are with us, and they easily recognise me. They each give me welcoming smiles and warm hugs, before following Niall and meeting the others.

And then comes Harry.

He hasn’t changed, well, actually he has. He has tattoos now, and has gotten a little taller. But apart from that, still the same boy I fell in love with. Same dark jeans that hang loosely, and a little too low, accompanied by a t-shirt and his scruffy-white converse. His hair flops in a messy sense to the side, a few curls falling on his face, which has no cleared of the teenage skin, and I have to resist the urge to bring my hand up and push them away like I used to do with ease.

“Hey,” Harry smiles sheepishly, and kind of shyly at me.

“Hi”

“Cassie I-“

“Don’t, Harry. Please” I cut him off. I see a flash of hurt in his eyes, but he nods nonetheless and makes himself know with the girls.

I sigh as I begin running my fingers through Poppy’s –who stands quietly by my feet – curls. Closing my eyes, I replay the times that me and Harry would be cuddle up watching a movie and just talking, and he would let me run my hands freely through his perfect, soft curls.

I shake the thought away as the bang of a door closing sounds out, and Spencer makes her way towards us all.

“Hey boys, I’m Spencer, nice to meet you all” She says, and they reply to her with some form of hello. She turns her head to look at me and the girls.

“No, I’m not your choreographer for this tour, but I have been told to teach you something for whenever the boys do their covers, so let’s go” Spencer claps her hands as she skips up to the stage.

“You guys can watch or go ‘explore’ or, yano, whatever” Spencer calls out to the boys from the stage. They nods and go take a seat at the side of the hall, but Niall comes over to me.

“Who’s the chick? Seems rude”

“She’s Spencer Carter, our coach’s’ daughter. And she’s nice when you get to know her” I say, lifting Poppy and set her on my hip.

“I can look after her while you dance? If you want?” He nods his head towards Poppy.

“To be honest Niall, I don’t really want her near Harry without me yet. Thanks though”

He nods his head understandingly at me and I walk up to the stage. I set Pop at the side of the stage, and tell her not to go anywhere before joining the girls.

“So I was thinking we could start like this..”

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Sorry it’s so short and took me ages to upload.

 Poppy at the side, hopefully!

But yeah, I love you all, stay lovely brats.<3

-Sophie.x