Lily's POV
Sadly, our trip had to come to an end somewhere. And we all packed with frowns. I was pretty sure we all didn't want to leave.
"You all packed, Lily?" Liam asked, his head peering into my room.
"Yeah, I'm ready to go." I sighed pulling my suitcase out of the wonderful room.
After all that had happened, I didn't want to leave.
But I guess it was kind of good we were leaving. Plenty of memories to leave behind. I hoped the memory of Charlie would fade, but it hadn't left my mind. Not even for a second.
"Kay, go put your stuff by the front door then, Niall and Louis need some serious help with organizing their stuff cuz they can't get their suitcases closed so you might as well watch some films or something and relax. They could be awhile." Liam gave me a stern look strode down the hall into Louis room. I could hear some angry grunts as Liam tried to help Louis, and I giggled.
Lugging my suitcase behind me, I skipped down the steps as my bags clanged on the hardwood. I pushed my bags into the foyer and jogged over to the living room, not skipping a beat. The TV was already on, so I decided to watch. It was on some Italian soap opera so I scrounged around for a remote.
"Looking for this?" A deep voice asked dangling the remote in front of my face.
"Yeah, thanks Harry." I said, going to grab it from his hands. I did sound casual, but I couldn't help but feel guilty when I saw his innocent face.
"Nope. I found it, I get to chose the channel." He teased hopping over the couch and onto the love seat beside the couch. He propped his feet on the coffee table and scrolled through the channels.
"Oh, Friends!" Harry exclaimed dropping the remote onto his lap. It was silent for awhile.
"Harry?" I asked tentatively.
"Yeh?" He responded.
"I was kind of hoping we could forget about everything that happened between us, it was all just weird and, not right, and you know they were all just instructions, they didn't mean anything." I peeped quietly. I knew it had to be said, but it still scared me, bringing back the awkwardness. I couldn't shake the thought of Charlie from my mind.
"Erm, yeah sure of course!" Harry chimed, his face falling.
"Thanks." I smiled.
"Alright guys! We're all ready to go! Everyone's packed the jet is ready for us!" Liam announced so thankfully interrupting the quietness.
Liam ushered all of us down the the cab and we squeezed in, driving off to the runway.
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(Weeks Later)
"Good morning Harry!" I screamed in Harry's ear.
"Ugh gosh what was that for?" Harry retorted shooting up from his spot. It wasn't a rude remark, it was more playful and friendly. I was glad I never had to worry about Harry's hatred anymore.
"Well if you haven't noticed we have a mission today! Check your phone!" I enthused, Jumping off the bed.
"Ughh, how can you be all ready this early?!" He groaned, rolling over onto his stomach.
"Well of course I wanted to bug you so I got up early, got ready, ate breakfast and prepared to piss you off!" I laughed, Harry didn't seem very amused.
"You are such a child, Lily." He moaned, pulling his body off the bed and onto the hardwood. He rummaged through his drawer for some clothes and quickly slid them on.
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The Umbrella Girl (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)
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