Little White Lies (Harry Styles)

Chapter 60

"Hey baby" Harry greets me as I walk up to his car where he had parked it this morning so no one would know about us.

"Hey harry" I say in return, placing my hands on his chest and kissing his lips but having to go on my tiptoes to even come close to his chin! "How was your day?" I say as cheerily as possible as I climb into the passenger seat of his car.

"It was alright thankyou, how was yours?" He shrugs, but he has a slight crease in his forehead, and I know by now that that means he's lying, but I won't test him because I too am lying.

"Yeah it was great to be back" I lie, smiling.

"Good. Do you want to go for a coffee?" He asks, starting up the engine and reversing out of the parking spot. I shake my head, but then remember he's too busy with his eyes on the road to see me.

"No it's okay, we could just have a coffee at home or something" I shrug and he squints his eyes looking over at me.

"It doesn't have the same effect though!" He wines like a little kid and I throw my head back laughing.

"Fine Harold, if you want to go so badly, then we can" I joke, knowing how much it will test his patience once I call him Harold.

"No don't worry Lolita, we'll do as the princess wants" He says snarkily and I roll my eyes.

"Fuck you" I spit jokingly, resting my head on the cold window.

"Na i've got you to do that for me" He smiles cheekily, resting his hand on my knee. I don't say anything else and soon enough we're back home. I'm just about to unbuckle my seatbelt and make my way inside when he stops me. "Um lola" He murmers and I fully turn my attention towards him, eyebrows raised. "Have you ever thought of getting back in contact with your mum?" He asks and my eyebrows furrow in confusion, why would he ask such a question.

"Why?"

"No reason, I just thought that 3 years is a long time away from your own mum" He shrugs, and I kind of see where he's coming from.

"I guess, to be truthfully honest, there's still alot of anger inside of me" I say, looking anywhere but him.

"Why?" He asks and I sigh.

"I thought i've told you" I question and he shrugs.

"Guess ive forgotten." I nod at his answer.

"She left me, taking my only sister, she left me with her husband who she knew fore-well was abusive and a serious alcoholic. What kind of a mum does that to her 13 year old daughter" I ask, still disgusted at what she did.

"Lola, she's your mum" he tries to reason, placing his hand back on my knee but I push it away, not because I'm angry at him - and I hope he knows that, but because all of a sudden more anger has come back because of my mum. She was my flesh and blood, she brought me up, fed me, bathed me, sang to me, read to me, did I not mean enough to her? Why did she leave me? "Maybe she has a reason" He shrugs, obviously not hurt by the way I rejected his loving gesture.

"There was a reason" I say bluntly and his eyebrows raise.

"Exactly, she could have-" He continues but I cut him off.

"She was abused" I say bluntly once again, even though he already knows this, he takes this an excuse for my mum's behaviour.

"See! Maybe she needed to get awa-" he continues again but I cut him off once more.

"So instead of facing her problems or running away with the people who were most in danger, she took my sister and left me there, for him to beat me to a pulp. Harry I appreciate what you're trying to do, but I never want to see that woman again!" I tell him, grabbing my school bag and about to exit the car but once again i'm stopped as he asks me another question.

"What about your sister?" He asks and for a moment, I don't have an answer to that question.

"I guess we'll see when the day comes" I say quietly and I see him nod out of the corner of my eye, I take that as my cue to finally leave before he asks any more personal questions. i walk up the driveway but long warm fingers wrap around my wrist pulling me back into his chest.

"I want you to get back in contact with them" He tells me and I scoff angrily. He can't just tell me to do that, it's like he's ordering me to see people who betrayed me, she practically left me for dead, I could be dead for all she knows!

"Fuck that" I spit, ripping my wrist out of his embrace and storming back to the house. He runs faster than my walk though and beats me to the front door, blocking the entrance, causing me to groan loudly.

"Hey, hey listen to me" He says softly and I hesitate before finally nodding and sighing. "When my dad left me and my mum, I refused to see him or even talk to him, it was 5 years of unread letters and cheques sent to me that I finally decided to get back in contact with him, and I am so grateful for that. He is my father, and no matter how much of a mistake he made by leaving me and my mum and replacing us, he will always have that title" He tells me sympathetically and I nod slightly. I see where he's coming from, but his Dad didn't leave him with an abusive mum.

"I-i'm just not ready" I mumble and he nods, placing his hands either side of my face.

"And I get that, I do. But i'm still going to try and get in contct with them anyway, so that they're their when you are ready" He tells me and I want to shout at him, but then I remember that he's only doing this because of me.

"Okay, but i'm not meeting them until I say" I tell him sternly and he nods. "Harry i'm not fucking around. If i don't want to see them, then I won't" I don't hesitate to sound harsh and bitchy, but it's true. No matter how much I love Harry, that's not going to change the hate I have for my mum.

"This weekend, I want to take you away" He whispers, pressing his forehead to mine, I gasp at his words, smiling slightly.

"Where?"

"My dads-" I cut him off with a frown. "Holly is not going to be there! In fact none of them will be. We'll go friday afterschool, and then it's bank holiday on monday anyway" He smiles cheekily.

"Wow, you've got this all planned out haven't you" I wink, teasing him slightly and he chuckles.

"I guess I do, and it's going to be great to take your mind off of everything. It's just going to be you and me, and for once in our lives, there's not going to be any drama"

I like that idea.

Double update!!!

Sorry for the boring chapter, and I realise it's quite short, but I feel as if it's on a kind of boring part of the book right now. I'm trying to let the drama die down for a bit until the main bit comes, and I'm pretty excited for that!

3 votes and 2 comments please for the next chapter xx

by the way, I just want to say that if anyone has every suffered from anything remotely similar to what Lola's gone through in the book (I.e: depression, self harm etc) please don't hesitate to message me! I will reply to all of them asap! I've been through it and I still am! And no this isn't attention seeking or anything like that, I just want you to know that i'm here and you're not alone! Mine gets worse everyday and it would be nice to talk to someone for once:) Sooo yeah, i'm here whenever:)xx