A Dancer's Reflection: Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter Twenty Six

Kaylee’s POV

The next morning, I wake up to Harry next to me.  I try to get up but get pulled down by the waist. I see a smirk find its way onto his face and his eyelids flutter open.

“Morning beautiful.” He whispers.

“Morning curly.” He smiles and brushes a strand of hair out of my eyes and behind my ear. 

“What’s wrong Kay?”

“Nothing, I am just a little bit worried.  Ya know, Caroline.”

“I won’t let her lay a hand on you.  I’m not gonna let her hurt my baby girl. “I smile and he kisses my nose.  I scrunch it and sit up.

“You still don’t look like yourself.”

“I just… never mind.”  I put my head down and he grabs my chin. 

“Tell me.” I sigh and look him in his eyes.  His gorgeous green eyes.

“I just lost my best friend and boyfriend.  Now he is with Morgan and he hates me because apparently you can’t be someone’s girlfriend unless you are all over him.  I just don’t understand.  I just want him to remember.”  I look down at my hands and pick at my pink nail polish.

“I’m sorry.  I know I will never have that best friend bond with you like he did, but that doesn’t mean I won’t do anything that I can to make you happy.” I smile and climb onto his lap and lightly kiss his lips.  After a minute I rest my forehead on his.

“I know.  You are so sweet.”

“Thanks sugar pop.”  He says popping the “p”. I raise my eyebrows and my eyes flicker from his lips to his eyes.  He gets the point and smirks.  He pulls me closer and I wrap my arms around his neck and passionately kiss his lips.  We keep this going for about fifteen minutes taking short breaks for breaths.  My phone starts vibrating on the side table and Harry groans.  I pull back and kiss his nose.  I hop off his lap and answer my phone.

“Hello.”

“Hi, Kaylee.  It’s Caroline.  Can we talk?”  I don’t say anything.  I just stare.  Harry has a worried look on his look on his face.

“Hello?  Kaylee are you still there?”

“Um, yeah.  Where do you want to meet?”

“Coffee shop.  You can bring one of the boys.  I just want to talk.  I promise.”

“Ok, I will be there in an hour.”

“Great see you there.”   I hear the line go dead and set my phone down on the table.  Harry gives me a look.

“Who was that?”

“Just my cousin.  She wants to meet up.” I hop off the bed and go into the bathroom.  He follows me and wraps his arms around my waist as I study myself in the mirror.

“Are you gonna call a cab?”

“No, I’ll have Nialler drive me.”

“Ok, love.  I’ll let you get ready.” He kisses my cheek and walks out.  I hop into the shower.

What would she want to talk to me about? She couldn’t know could she? No, there was no possible way.  She couldn’t.  Nope, nope, nope.  I turn off the water and wrap the towel tightly around myself.  I go into my room and slip on my undergarments.  Then I slip on a pair of dark jeggings, a tan sparkly tank top, and grey flats.  Then I blow dry my curls and put on light eyeliner.  I skip out of my room trying to shake how nervous I was.  I find all of the boys in the kitchen along with my girls.

                “Hey sexy.”  Emma says eyeing my outfit.

                “Where are you going?” Crystel asks.

                “My cousin wants to meet up.  Niall, can you drive me to the coffee shop?” he nods and we head for the door.  Once we were outside Niall grabs my wrist.  I turn around and face him.

                “Ok tell me what’s up. Harry knows something too.”

                “I’m not going to meet my cousin.  Caroline wants me to talk.  I knew Haz wouldn’t let me go if he knew what was going on.”

                “Oh fine I won’t tell them but I am staying by your side at all times.  If she lays a hand on you I am calling for back up.”  I laugh.

                “Yes Mr. Sir.” I salute. 

                “Come on.” We hop into the car and sing during the ten minute ride.  As soon as I see her my palms get sweaty.  I stop dead in my tracks. Yep, I’m still nervous. 

                “Hey, I’ll be right here.” I smile at him.  We walk over to where she is sitting.  She stands up and I study her outfit.  She is wearing a tight black dress and silver stilettos.  Her hair flows downs her back and she smacks her red lips together.  She extends her arm out.

                “Hi, Kaylee.”

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Hey guys! This is my first update in a while.  Soooorrryy!! I feel so bad! I just am trying to get better from my concussion.   Anyway hopefully you read my last author’s note.  It is still going on so if you know how to fix it tell me. Okay I will try to update again today.  Peace little directioners.  Luv you!!!