Harry Fanfic- The Story of Us.

Chapter fifteen

CHAPTER FIFTEEN:

I gripped onto Harry's hand as the plane started to land, I didn't like flying well I didn't like the turbulence, the landing and being so high up in the air however I did like the fact we were in first class so we got free drinks and nice food.

'Hey it's fine, we're just landing' Harry whispered to me as he felt me squeeze his hand even hard than before as we got closer and closer to the ground. I nodded to Harry but didn't say a single word until we walked down the steps and were on land. The humidity and heat hit me like a wave, even though it was going in to autumn in Britain it was still very hot here in America. I was shocked by it really, I'd only been abroad about three times twice to France and one to the USA before this but I was only 6 years old so the memory is blurred.

'I'm so glad that's over' I said as I gave a sigh of relief, I heard Harry chuckle beside me and he rested his arm around my waist while we walked to pick up our suitcases.The car was already waiting for us outside the airport and the same body guard as earlier glared at me as I jumped in beside Harry. On the other hand Paul was there and he smiled at me from the front seat where he was sat. 

'So how was the flight?' Louis asked me even though it was obvious I was not the best flyer.

'Yeah, okay, yep. No I hated it' I said and we all laughed and Harry kissed my forehead still smiling.

'I love that you're funny' he said quietly in my ear and pecked my lips lightly. I liked being with the boys they made me feel wanted and that they really liked me, I mean I had friends at home and we were close but this was different, we were like a little family. Eventually we arrived at the hotel in the centre of New York and Harry being a gentleman carried my bags up for me, I could tell he was struggling with the weight of them however he didn't say anything. When he had arrived at the room, it was immaculate, honestly I hated that it made it feel so empty so I set about messing it up a bit, putting a few books on the table and photographs.

*1 week later*

The week had flown by but I was beginning to feel kind of homesick, I loved being here with the boys but I missed my friends, family and just my own things like my bed. The room we were in was so messy by now, there were Harry and mines clothes everywhere along with various other books and pieces of paper like concert tickets. Anyway since I was feeling so homesick I invited my best friend Cailey to fly over so we could hang out and she was arriving today.

The doorbell rang and I practically leaped of the sofa to open the door.

'Hey!' Cailey shouted and pulled me into a tight hug, she was wearing leggings and a cute ruffle top.

'Awh I've missed you' I said as I grabbed her bags and threw them onto the bed so we could sit and talk. She seemed different, she wasn't as jumpy and loud as she usually was but I dismissed this as her being tired.

'Okay so how is Tom?' I asked about half way through out conversation, Tom was here boyfriend at home, they had been together about nine months and from my point of view they seemed really happy.

'Fine, how's Harry?' she replied, most times when I chat to her she cannot stop talking about him but today was different she changed the subject almost immediately.

'Yeah good, he's been working hard. Listen are you okay?' I said.

'Yes' she answered, she was lying through her teeth but if something was wrong with her and Tom I wasn't going to push her to tell me. Later that day I took her too see around New York, it was sunny so it was perfect. We were walking down a street when I spotted a Starbucks.

'I'll go get us drinks' I smiled and she nodded to me, as I crossed the road I saw her go into the pharmacy. The line at Starbucks wasn't that long so I quickly grabbed us some coffee and ran back across the road to meet Cailey, she wasn't outside so I just went in to find her. It was easy to spot her at the counter but when she saw me she shoved something in her handbag as quick as possibe and whispered thank you to the cashier. She acted really weird the whole weekend, I didn't get to the bottom of why and it was starting to really worry me as I hugged her goodbye.

*Next Day*

I was sat on the bed listening to my iPod just ignoring everyone for a while when Harry burst into the room with a look of distress on his face.

'What's this?' he said frantically, in his hand he held a pregnancy test, I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion as I stared at it, I didn't reply to him since I was too busy trying to untangle the thoughts in my head.

'What is it?' he asked again his voice louder this, he looked paniced his cheeks were red and he could barely get the words out.

'It's not mine Haz' I replied still lost in thought as he kissed me on the head and lay down beside me.

'I mean it wouldn't be the end of the world, how cute would a little you be?' He laughed, but I wasn't really listening to the rest of what he said, it definitely was not my pregnancy test, so whose was it?