My Harry in the tatted up boots
Chapter 2
Niall and Zayn threw their things into the living room of our top penthouse whilst the other boys did so downstairs. I got a phone call from my Dad saying he wasn’t going to be back until the evening and then he’d leave to jet off to Spain.
“Ready to go?” Zayn shouted from the other room.
“Almost” I mumbled and decided to wear a laced dress, I hadn’t worn a dress in a while.
We decided to all meet down in the lobby where a few fans were waiting outside. Louis was already there with Eleanor. He coughed “Eleanor, this is Zayns sister Lola”. She was pretty and shyly came up to hug me, I didn’t have many friends so close contact I always found strange but of course I hugged her back.
The rest of the boys came down the elevator and into the lobby. I heard screaming from outside, fangirls.
“You look nice, Lola” it caught me off guard, that raspy voice.
“Oh…thanks, Harry” I blushed and tugged at my dress a little. I looked at how he was dressed, tight jeans, a buttoned up shirt and some tatted up boots. I laughed a little out loud accidentally. Harry caught onto what I was looking at.
“What?! They’re not that bad! Sure they’re a little worn out but still…” he looked down at his shoes and laughed until Liam cut him off.
“Alright, the two cabs are outside…and about 15 fans along with a few paps”.
For some reason I expected a sigh off of the boys, but nothing. We walked out through the lobby doors, I was used to paparazzi but not so much the fans so I didn’t really know what to do. I was sure they were more concerned about the boys than me. Zayn led me out putting his hand on my back but stopped for photos with most of the fans along with the boys. I stood on the side awkwardly until a girl with her Mom asked to take a photo with me and Harry, she couldn’t have been more than 8. Her Mom took the photo and the girl looked up at Harry and I.
“Is she your girlfriend, Harry?” she asked and Harry blushed just as much as I did.
“Oh, no she’s Zayns younger sister” he said almost immediately. She smiled and hugged Harry then me, she was sweet. That’s when Zayn guided me into the cab once he noticed a few more paparazzi. In our taxi there was Zayn, Harry, Liam and myself. Zayn was on the phone to management and Liam sat up front.
The journey wasn’t too long, but a distance enough for me to wonder if Louis had told Eleanor about the ‘us’ that could have been. I felt a little sick from thinking about it, I tried to hide how sick I was feeling but I felt a hand on my arm.
“Lola, are you okay?” Harry asked and I nodded on instinct.
“Lola?” he asked more seriously this time. I needed to talk to someone about it so I looked at Zayn and then Liam.
Harry got the hint and mouthed “we’ll talk later” before rubbing his hand on my arm a little. His green eyes pierced me and I could see the concern he had for me. The sick feeling had almost vanished but I felt it replaced with a craving…for Harry.
“Ready to go?” Zayn shouted from the other room.
“Almost” I mumbled and decided to wear a laced dress, I hadn’t worn a dress in a while.
We decided to all meet down in the lobby where a few fans were waiting outside. Louis was already there with Eleanor. He coughed “Eleanor, this is Zayns sister Lola”. She was pretty and shyly came up to hug me, I didn’t have many friends so close contact I always found strange but of course I hugged her back.
The rest of the boys came down the elevator and into the lobby. I heard screaming from outside, fangirls.
“You look nice, Lola” it caught me off guard, that raspy voice.
“Oh…thanks, Harry” I blushed and tugged at my dress a little. I looked at how he was dressed, tight jeans, a buttoned up shirt and some tatted up boots. I laughed a little out loud accidentally. Harry caught onto what I was looking at.
“What?! They’re not that bad! Sure they’re a little worn out but still…” he looked down at his shoes and laughed until Liam cut him off.
“Alright, the two cabs are outside…and about 15 fans along with a few paps”.
For some reason I expected a sigh off of the boys, but nothing. We walked out through the lobby doors, I was used to paparazzi but not so much the fans so I didn’t really know what to do. I was sure they were more concerned about the boys than me. Zayn led me out putting his hand on my back but stopped for photos with most of the fans along with the boys. I stood on the side awkwardly until a girl with her Mom asked to take a photo with me and Harry, she couldn’t have been more than 8. Her Mom took the photo and the girl looked up at Harry and I.
“Is she your girlfriend, Harry?” she asked and Harry blushed just as much as I did.
“Oh, no she’s Zayns younger sister” he said almost immediately. She smiled and hugged Harry then me, she was sweet. That’s when Zayn guided me into the cab once he noticed a few more paparazzi. In our taxi there was Zayn, Harry, Liam and myself. Zayn was on the phone to management and Liam sat up front.
The journey wasn’t too long, but a distance enough for me to wonder if Louis had told Eleanor about the ‘us’ that could have been. I felt a little sick from thinking about it, I tried to hide how sick I was feeling but I felt a hand on my arm.
“Lola, are you okay?” Harry asked and I nodded on instinct.
“Lola?” he asked more seriously this time. I needed to talk to someone about it so I looked at Zayn and then Liam.
Harry got the hint and mouthed “we’ll talk later” before rubbing his hand on my arm a little. His green eyes pierced me and I could see the concern he had for me. The sick feeling had almost vanished but I felt it replaced with a craving…for Harry.