Over Again *Harry Styles fanfiction*

Part 2

Harry POV

I was on my computer and I heard my sister’s voice “Aren’t you going to pack? We leave tomorrow”

“No”

“Why?” she queried

“Because I’m not going”

“And why would that be?”

“That little slut is going”

“And by ‘little slut’ you mean my best friend?”

“That’s the one” I gave a smirk

“You’re such an annoying prick” she stormed out of my room. A few seconds later I heard another voice coming from downstairs

“HARRY EDWARD STYLES IF YOU DON’T PACK RIGHT NOW I WILL DISCONNECT THE INTERNET” my mother’s voice boomed. I instantly jumped out of my chair and began to stuff my suitcase full of clothes and other various other items. My mum didn’t often get mad, but when she did; hell went under.

After I finished packing, I texted the band to tell them that my plan to refuse going didn’t work. Obviously I didn’t tell them that I gave in so easily, otherwise they would’ve called me a pussy (A:N/ see what I did there? Haha) or something like that.

We had an early start the following morning, so I decided to go try and get some sleep; as I was lying in bed, I couldn’t stop thinking about how awful the trip was going to be, and how awful it was going to be to see Kayla again.

The majority of people would have loved to go on a cruise around the Carrabian. If it hadn’t been for the situation with Kayla, would’ve loved to have gone too. But I did have the situation with Kayla, so I didn’t want to go.

Even though it had been over 3 months, we hadn’t spoken properly since our break up. Whenever we were near each other, we would have scowls, we would barely speak, and we when we did, it was no more than insults.

Little did I know that the trip would change everything.

*BRINGGGG BRIGNGGG* the screech of my alarm woke me up at the ridiculous time of 2:30 in the morning.

“Rise and shine!” much to my annoyance, Robin, my stepfather had opened my bedroom door.

“Go awayyyy” I mumbled

“Come on, get up. The Parsons’ will be here soon”

I dragged myself out and put in the clothes that I had put out the night before. Initially, when I lay them out, I felt a bit stupid, but when I woke up, I was glad that I had done. I would’ve been too tired to try and pick clothes out.

After lots of last minute running about and preparing things, the Parsons’ arrived.

“HARRY!” Jodie ran up to me and gave me a hug

“Hey scamp” I gave lifted her up and spun her around. Even though Kayla and I no longer got along, I was very fond of Jodie. She was the cutest little girl ever. She strongly resembled what Kayla looked like when she was 8.

Jodie’s mum called her to come and help with a few last minute things.  A few moments afterwards Kayla walked through the door.

“Don’t you need a licence to be that ugly” I looked at her with disgust

“Wow, its quarter to three in the morning and you’re already insulting me. I didn’t even think you could stoop that low” That was typical Kayla, she never got easily offended, and even if she did, she would just insult you back. She was quick witted, and always on edge.

“I don’t know why I even dated you” I said disgusted

“We dated?” she said sarcastically. I rolled my eyes in response. She had a comeback for everything, there was no point carrying on.

“COME ON EVERYONE WE HAVE A LONG DRIVE TO THE AIRPORT” my mother shouted. We had to drive to Heathrow airport; we then had an 8 hour flight into America, where we would then go on to the port and catch the cruise-or as I preferred to call it, floating hell.

Kayla POV

Even though the Styles’ lived a 5 minute walk away, we had to drive to their house, because we had all of our belongings. We also didn’t walk, probably because a morning in England in early November would’ve killed us if we had walked.

Another reason, I didn’t want to go, was because that it was November. It wasn’t even the summer. I would be freezing my ass off. However, rest assured my mother promised me that their summer was our winter. So I had packed light clothes.

On the car journey over, I prayed for some phenomenon. That Jodie’s school would call and say that she couldn’t have the time off after all. Of course, they never did.

Even though it was a ridiculously early start that morning, it did mean that I was tired; so, thankfully it did mean that I get to have a snooze for the whole journey.

I was enjoying a nice and peaceful sleep, when I was awoken by being flicked on the head.

“Wake up slut” I heard Harry’s voice

“Where are we fucktard?” I asked in a haze

“Were at the airport you dumb shit” he said as he got out of the car, I followed behind and opened my mouth to reply to Harry’s rude comment, but my mum saw me and summoned me over. I didn’t want to cause a scene, so I went over to see her.

“Pack it in!” she said under her breath, so only I could hear

“Pack what in?” I asked innocently

“I don’t know what’s going on with you and Harry, but whatever it is needs to stop”

“It’s none of your business”

“Actually, yes Kayla, it is. This is going to be a nice trip for all of us, and I’m not going to let you ruin it, by being rude!”

“Whatever” I said and I walked off to catch up with Gemma