It had been a few days since Harry recovered and now it was Christmas eve, everyone was working while I set up the tree.
The house looked beautiful because of the decorations, which Harry disapproved of because according to him Christmas was a happy people occasion. Of course we had a fight over it and I won. "We should call your family over and give your people a break," I suggested while Harry watched me put up fairy lights.
"I'll think about it. Now get down from that ladder, I'll tell someone else to put up the lights," Harry folded his arms and I waved him off.
"If you fall and get hurt, which is very likely, don't expect me to come after you," he spoke sternly.
"Nah if I fall, I know you will catch me, thats why you're standing there," I shrugged and Harry chuckled, mumbling a maybe.
Once I was done with the lights, I got down and pushed the ladder towards the tree, Harry watched with amusement as I started decorating it. His eyes followed every move of mine and he dismissed every gang member who came to notify him about business. I handed him a box of ornaments, wanting to get him involved. To my surprise Harry actually started helping, he put up the pretty circular ornaments and helped me reach the higher parts of the tree.
"You wanna put the star on the top?" I asked holding the final piece and with a swift moment Harry's hands were on my waist as he lifted me.
"Go on," he nodded and I giggled, placing the star at the top. Harry turned me around, me still in his arms, so I was facing him. I raised my eyebrows and put my hands on his shoulder. He flashed his infamous smile and I placed a soft kiss on his cheek.
"Careful Styles, your good side is showing," I patted his chest and he put me down.
"That happened in the moment, do not kiss me or anything again love," he said before striding out. I am going to ask him soon, why is he so afraid of love. But that was the least of my concerns, I had to go shopping for Harry and my family. Robert allowed me to send gifts to my dad and sister, but I wasn't allowed to meet them.
So here I was at the mall with a very irritated Harry.
"Christmas is stupid, look at how happy everyone looks. Ugh look at that stupid, happy and so in love family," Harry cringed and I laughed.
"Love is stupid, at least there is one thing we both agree on," I skipped into one of the stores and picked out a gift for Gemma and Anne.
Harry was standing behind me, looking at me as if I said something very ridiculous.
"So love is stupid according to you?" he asked while looking at the two scented candles I was holding.
"Love sucks. One of the two always end up getting hurt. Anyway which one?" I asked lifting up the candles.
"Why?" he asked and ignored my question, pushed the candles down.
"Well, both of us know that love isn't our cup of tea, speaking of tea! I really want some peppermint tea," I nodded and Harry let out an irritated huff.
"You really can't stay serious for even a minute. Also get mum the cinnamon candle and Gemma the whatever flower ones," he rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
We purchased those gifts and I went off to look for Harry's gift but pretended it wasn't for him. He followed me, he had his hand on my waist while with the other he was texting someone. I was least bothered to know. "So? Weddings? What are your thoughts on them?" he started a conversation. I was quiet for a while, recalling all the games I played with Rory.
"Ah I wanted a grand wedding, at the beach with everyone I love. And of course a perfect guy but my life is sad, I'm stuck with mafias and my wedding was in a warehouse with hardly two people," I replied with a nod.
"Wait, you out of all people wished for a happily ever after?" he looked surprised as he looked down at me.
"Every girl wants her fantasy wedding Harry, however I didn't get it but I wish Rory does," I sighed at the thought of my twin getting married but me not being there to witness it.
"But you just said love is stupid?" Harry furrowed his eyebrows his confusion and I let out a laugh, facing him and squishing his face.
"Love is stupid, but a girl can dream. Right?" I let go of his face and chuckled at his confused expression.
"Girls," he shook his head.
"Boys," I rolled my eyes and skipped to the next store.
We were back home and Harry was planning on letting half of his members go on a holiday.
"Harry, everyone deserves a holiday!" I was laying on the sofa on my belly, while watching Harry sit on the other end.
"Protection love! Who is going to protect you, my family?" he stated.
"You know I can protect myself. I was the top of my dad's team for a reason" I rolled my eyes.
It did take Harry a while until he finally agreed and now we were in an empty house. No guards, no backup security and none of the lads. Harry and I were packing to leave.
The family had planned to going to some old farmhouse, that belonged to Harry's biological father.
This was going to be a big step for Harry, we're going to a very vulnerable place for him.
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I'm not writing for a while now. I have exams in a month sO sis gotta study besides I have no ideas for this book idk where it's going.
Okay bye ly- sanjj
