More Than Friends ( a harry styles fanfic)

Chapter 18

A mop of curly brown hair was sprawled out on the pillow beside me. His eyes screwed shut with a frown on his lips. I got out of bed as quietly as I could. He turned from laying on his back, to laying on his side. I thought for sure he was going to wake up. His eyelids fluttered, but he settled back to sleep.

I walked down the stairs into the kitchen. Nothing like some tea to wake him up. I boiled the water in the kettle, and waited patiently for it to be done. I got started on a small breakfast for the two of us. Nothing major. Just some eggs and toast.

The eggs sizzled on the pan as they cooked. Slowly browning on the edges, signaling that they were done. I used the spatula to transfer the eggs onto our plates. The toast made a subtle pop a few feet away from me. I set a piece of toast on each plate and carried them upstairs.

He was already awake by the time I got upstairs. He was on the phone with Louis, planning another day to hang out. I gave him his breakfast and turned towards the dresser. I sifted through the drawers trying to find something comfortable to wear. Today was the final day of moving. Everything was already packed and just needed to be divided between storage and Harry's house. Harry eventually hung up the phone, setting it on the bedside table. "Did you make me this?" He asked, poking at the eggs with a slice of toast. "No, it was my pet monkey. He's a chef from France." He shook his head with a smile then began to eat.

"So when are you going with Lou?" He set his plate on his lap.

Once he finished chewing, he said, "He's helping us move the boxes then we're going out for pizza. I guess him and El broke up last night." my jaw dropped instantly.

"You're kidding!" I couldn't believe what he told me. How could they just break up? They seemed so happy.

"Nope, I was shocked too. He didn't tell me why though. All he said is that they were over."

"Wow, I don't even know what to say."

"I don't either. I hope it's nothing they can't fix though." I smiled at him in agreement. I always thought Louis and Eleanor were perfect for each other.

I quickly dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. That seemed to be my normal attire lately. Harry did the same and grabbed his keys. We were out of the door and in the car within a minute. I put on the radio and turned up the volume as soon as I sat down. We both sang along to Closer by the Chainsmokers and Halsey. I was admittedly anxious to see Louis.  I wanted to know what happened since we last spoke. I've yet to talk to Eleanor but I figured I would stop by her tomorrow.

Just as we turned on to Louis' street, I unbuckled my seatbelt. Harry looked over at me, "Babe don't attack him with questions right away. I'm sure he isn't in a great mood."

"I know. I won't even mention it unless he brings it up."

"Alright cool. I just don't want to upset him, it's still a fresh wound." He reached across the center consol and grabbed my hand. "I can't wait to get all your stuff moved into my place."

"Same here." I smiled and he kissed the back of my hand. We pulled into the driveway and sat for a moment. I made sure to remind myself to keep quiet about Eleanor. I'm not sure what was going through Harry's mind but I don't doubt that we felt the same.  Moments later we started to leave the car. The metal clicks that were result of seatbelts coming undone, rang through the car.

Louis walked outside. A surprisingly bright smile was painted on his face.
"Hey mate!" Harry pulled him in for a quick hug. He gave me a look as if to say 'just play along' Lou turned to me, wrapping me in a tight hug.

"Do we want to hang out for a bit or get right to work?" I asked him as he pulled away.

"We should probably get the work over with." The shine in his eye noticeably diminished. He quickly covered it up with another smile.

We all piled into Harry's car. He was obviously driving, I let Louis take the front seat, and I sprawled out on the backseat. I tried to get a little extra sleep while the boys chattered away about football.

We pulled into my old drive minutes later. It was an odd feeling of peace knowing that today was my last day in this place. It was nice, don't get me wrong, but thinking of my swiftly approaching future with Harry was almost too perfect.

The three of us got right to work sorting boxes. There was a huge stack for storage, and a slightly small stack for Harry's... I mean, our house. Hmm, I could get used to the sound of that. On multiple occasions, I would swipe a heavier box before Harry or Louis could grab it. I can always use the extra workout.

I hoisted a few boxes off of the floor and carried them out to Harry's car. Wind whipped my hair back as I walked. Dark clouds loomed overhead which I assumed would mean a thunderstorm was making its way here. Quickly, I put the boxes in the car and shut the door. I hurried back to the door just in time. Rain sprinkled onto my hair and skin just as I opened the door. Slipping into the house, I kicked off my shoes and grabbed a sweater sprawled out on the floor. Neither Harry or Louis had a sweater of their own, so they would just have to suffer through. We each picked up as many boxes as we could and brought them out to the car. When we got back inside, they both shook out their hair as I fixed the hood on my sweater. This repeated multiple times until the car had been filled saving just enough room for two people to drop it off at home. Louis agreed to stay back while Harry and I took the trip to what was now our home.

Rain crashed loudly against the car, as the wipers worked to keep windshield clear. Harry stared out onto the road, completely focused on every line and car. He weaved around cars that went too slow or were turning into a plaza. I pulled out his case of cd's and searched for the rainy day mix I made him. Harry looked over and smiled when I finally found the right disc.

"You're so cheesy" he laughed and switched the radio to the cd setting.

"Yeah but I made this just for you so you're just going to have to deal with it."

He smirked "Anything for you dear"

Finally, we pulled into our driveway. Immediately, we grabbed boxes and ran them into the house. Harry ran upstairs to grab a sweater for him and Louis while I ran back outside.

Rain pelted my shirt as the sky seemed to growl with thunder. I quickened my pace trying to escape the weather as soon as I could. The small hairs peeking out from my hood were now soaked. I sniffled a bit as I raced the boxes inside. I shook off the excess water on my sweater which, of course, was useless. Harry joined me at the door, and once again, the process would repeat.

Boxes littered our living room floor which we would have to sort throughout the house after we picked Lou up again. This time, Harry and Louis would go and take any leftover boxes and furniture to storage. The unit we're renting is just big enough to hold all that we have left. I stayed back to begin sorting and organizing all of our things.

I started by placing each box in the room it was labeled for. Once that was finished I started emptying the box for the bathroom. I already had my toothbrush, shampoo, conditioner, body wash, razor, hair brush and tweezers here from the past few nights. All that was left was my many hair products and hot tools, perfume, and deodorant.

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Agh it's short and probably sucks, sorry. ALSO, I'm so sorry for the wait I don't have any other excuse than I haven't been very motivated to write on here. And a few phone switching issues. But we are up to 1k reads which I am sooooo thankful for. I'm hoping to get back to writing more especially since I'm in a creative writing class this year which should help my writing process. So thank you to everyone reading for being so patient with my lazy ass!!
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