Three Willows {Harry Styles - One Direction Fan Fic}

Chapter 14:

Not a person on the veranda moved. They all stood rigid watching on as Kat had placed her hand in Harry’s.

They continued to look on as Kat and Harry held each other’s eyes. Neither one moving or speaking.

Finally Kat starting shaking her head. “How did you? Where did you?” She blinked rapidly as she tried to form thoughts enough to make words. Unsure of what to do, she turned slightly and ran her left hand across her brow before she looked back to Harry.

Seeing that she looked slightly distressed, Zayn went to step off the veranda and go to her. As he did, Louis reached forward and grabbed his arm. “I’ve got it.”

“Like hell you have.” Zayn flashed him a glare. He didn’t know who this guy was, but Matilda had referred to him as ‘Kat’s Harry’. He didn’t know what to make of that or what he meant to Kat, but he could certainly read body language and he didn’t like what the was seeing.

“Trust me Zayn. The last thing she needs right now is you walking up beside her.” Louis stepped past him and down the stairs.

Matilda reached her hand to Zayn’s shoulder and lightly held him there. “Please Zayn. Please stay here for her sake.” He grudgingly held his place, his eyes never wavering from Kat.

Harry’s face fell as she asked him those questions instead of reaching for him. His gut last night was right. She was involved with someone else. He was a fool for following her when she obviously wanted nothing to do with him. She’d made that clear when she left without giving him any details. Why had he not considered all of this before running off on a fool’s errand.

He nodded at her as he sought the words he needed to speak. Nothing was coming though. He wanted to be cutting and snarky, but couldn’t, she was his Kate after all.

He glanced down at their hands still grasped together and felt foolish, immediately pulling his away. The loss of contact was like another kick in the gut.

“Harry?” She murmured as she felt an emptiness after he’d pulled his hand away. Without a second thought, Kat reached up tentatively to touch his cheek.

Her hand landed there ever so lightly and tears started to well in her eyes.

Harry was shocked by her action given he was now convinced he’d made a mistake by coming. He had to push his face into her palm to be sure he could feel it. And once he did he was overwhelmed with happiness. Maybe he was reading the situation wrong. He did after all just turn up out of nowhere. It must be a shock for her.

It hit her that it was actually Harry standing here. She didn’t understand how or why, but he was here in front of her. “Oh my god Harry!” Kat lurched forward, practically throwing herself into his arms. Standing on the tips of her toes she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Harry dipped his head, his lips brushed her ear. “I’ve missed you so much Kate.” His long arms slipped around her as he pulled her tightly to his chest. Holding her in place as his heart raced.

Zayn clenched his fist as he watched Kat allow the embrace to last longer than what a normal hello should. “Who the fuck is he?” He snapped. Matilda tightened the grip on his shoulder, but no one answered.

They were too busy watching Kat soften into the embrace. Her body relaxed and melded to Harry’s.

Kat pulled back and searched for his lips. They met and she kissed him tentatively at first before Harry squeezed her tighter and deepened the kiss. Kat was taken back to the night she said goodbye to Harry. How her heart ached as she’d kissed him goodbye. She never thought she would do so ever again. She savoured the softness on his lips, the way his tongue caressed hers, his hand balling her shirt in the small of her back as he pulled her tighter yet again against him.