Mirrors (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

I can't stop smiling, and as I look into his beautiful green eyes, I never want to stop. I don't want to stop touching him, I don't want to stop kissing him, I don't want to stop looking at him. Those dimples make me forget everything, every problem I might have, anything that would stop us. I want him, all of him, now.

He leans forward to kiss my forehead but I pull his collar and kiss him again. He's startled but then kisses me back, I pull his flannel off and grab the hem of his t shirt, he stops me by grabbing my hands and intertwines our fingers. He pulls away and smirks, he shakes his head and I feel embarrassed.Stupid, stupid.

"Not today baby, not like this" he kisses my forehead, his lips lingering. He lets go of one of my hands and I bring it up to his hair.

"Do you have to?" I whisper after a while, I don't need to say what I'm talking about because I'm sure he knows.

He looks at me with sad eyes, "Yes"

"Can't you dosomething" I'm irritated, he sights and let's go of my hand. He walks over to the bed and sits down.

"I doubt it Piper" he rubs his face with his hands, runs his fingers through his soft hair and looks at me. What can I say, what can I tell him to encourage him to do something?...

"I want to be with you" his eyes widen and I smile. This isn't just to bribe him to take charge, this is true, I want this. "I want to be with you now and I don't want her, or anyone to come in between us" he stands up and walks towards me

"Come here" he pulls me by my waist, we walk back to the bed and I sit on his lap. As his arms wrap perfectly around my waist, his face is buried in my neck, my arms around his neck and my fingers tangled in his hair. The beauty of this,oh how have I been depriving myself from this...

"Piper" he looks up at me with a smile.

"Yes?"

"Will you be my girlfriend?" my stomach hurts and I want to do some cartwheels and maybe even scream.Of course I do Harry! but I'm still terrified, and Kendall is still around...

"What about Kendall?" his smile fades and I know then that he won't do anything to stop the publicity stunts.

"Give me this week Piper," he holds me closer to him in desperation, "and I promise it will stop, and we can be together and I won't let anyone stop us" I caress his cheek and try to smile.What if he doesn't, what if he has to continue? Then I'll be miserable. My phone starts ringing, he grabs it for me and answers

"Hello?"

"Who is it?" I ask, he's got a worried look

"I'll give her the phone" he hands me the phone and I ask him who it is, he mouths Mark.

"What's up bro, isn't it too late for you to be calling?" I hear him sob and I get up, "Markie, what's wrong?" I walk over to my suitcase and start putting my things away, I eye Harry who has a scowl on his face.

"Dad, he umm..." he takes a deep breath and I do the same thing,what the hell has he done? Or is there something wrong with him?

"What happened Mark" I press

"I told him"

"Told him what?"

"Piper!" my ear hurts and I have to pull the phone away a bit, "I told my dad that I'm gay!" Oh no, what did he say?

"Mark, where are you?"

"Nan's" he sniffles

"Why?" I proceed to the bathroom to pack my toiletries.

"I don't know, dad just kind of... froze, he wouldn't say anything and I was crying and he just blinked at me and Jane started to cry because I was freaking out and he found James and I about to kiss so I had to tell him" he was talking so fast I barely got what he was saying

"Markie, calm down please!"

"Where are you? Can I stay at you place?" shit, the only people who knew I was coming were Niall and Bella.

"Mark, I'm in Los Angeles..."

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING THERE? I need you to talk to dad! Why didn't you tell me you were there! I need-"

"Mark! Calm down, I'm getting on the next flight okay? Just calm down" I close the luggage and head over to put on my shoes, "I'm hanging up, just drink some tea to calm you, okay? and get some sleep, I'll be there soon" I hang up.

"Is everything okay?" I look over at the bed, Harry's looking at me with that scowl still on his face.

"Mark needs me Harry" I walk over to him, I hold his face in my hands; he looks tired, the bags under his eyes are more visible now. I wonder when was the last time he had more than six hours sleep, I wonder when I did?

"Okay" I lean down and press my lips to his. This is how is going to be, kissing each other before one of us leaves... always apart.

But he'll come home to me, I know, and even if most of the year he's working and what not, we will find a way. We will find a way because we want this and we want it to work.

"After Christmas?"

"Before?" he smiles, I shake my head and smile at him

"Lets get through Christmas first"

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I feel like I haven't slept since July. After arriving at Heathrow I texted Harry and Mark, telling them I had landed. I already miss Harry, but I have to focus on my brother. The cab stops in front of Nan's and I get my luggage from the boot of the car. It's day in London but I just want to sleep, maybe go into hibernation or something; I feel as if my face will befriend the ground any second. Nan opens the door two seconds after I knock,

"He's in his room love" she takes my luggage to her car as I make my way up to his room.

"Mark?" I open the door to find my little brother frozen, sitting on the stripped bed completely alarmed. I walk towards him and wrap my arms around him. He starts to sob and I can't stop my own tears; he's terrified, he's afraid of what our father will think of him. I'm scared of what he thinks, Mark has always tried to win my father's approval and I fear this will damage what they were trying to do now. I hope, for my brother's and my father's sake, that he can be opened minded and think about being family, think about being a real father.

"He's going to hate me" he sobs, I hold him tighter. I hold him as if holding him would make his pain away. I love my brother to death, I'd do anything for him. We've got each other since mum left us, I've spent my life trying to protect him the way mum would, but I feel useless now.

"No he's not Markie," I cry, I kiss his head and rub his arm to calm him, "You need to talk to him, okay?" he looks up at me and shakes his head

"I'm scared" he whispers

"Markus Harris," I hold his face between my hands, "you havenothingto be afraid of, his opinion doesn't matter. If he chooses to not have you in his life then that'shisloss, not yours, do you understand?" he slowly nods, "We haven't needed him for years, you sure as hell don't need him now"

"Okay, but I want dad around" my heart brakes at my little brother's words, his sad red eyes are the worst thing ever.

"I'm sorry Mark, but if it doesn't happen and he makes the wrong decision, you can get through it okay?" he nods unconvinced, but accepting that maybe just maybe our father will not judge him.

"Can we go?" he gets up and heads towards the door

"You need to talk to dad, Mark" he turns to look at me

"Not today, please, I haven't slept all nights and James keeps calling me and I cannot talk to him right now. I need sleep" That makes two of us.

"Sure" I try to smile and follow him to Nan's car.

He just lays on the couch for hours, I try to give him food but he doesn't take anything. I offer to make something with nutella, or get him all the junk he wants but he doesn't answer anything other than "no". He's worrying me and I don't know what to do, I ponder whether to call our father and get him to come over or if that will just make it worse. James calls him every hour but he ignores it.

I text Bella to tell her that I'm back, she wants to come over so can tell her all the details but I had to postpone the little meeting for now.

I cave in and call my father while Mark takes a shower.

"Dad"

"Piper, I know why you're calling and-"

"Get over here now dad, he's miserable, you need to talk to him"

"I know, I'm so sorry Piper" his apology sounds genuine.

"It's not me who needs an apology dad, how many times must we go through this?"

"I'll make it right daughter, I promise you and your brother" he's never called me daughter,what is Jane feeding him?

"Okay dad"

"We're on our way"

An hour later they knocked on my door, Mark looks at me wide eyes from the couch as I go open the door. Jane and my father stand nervously when I open the door

"Dad?" Mark stands from the couch and stares at him

"Markus I-"

"Dad, Jane, come on in" dad makes his way towards the couch, Jane watches him intently. Mark and my dad stand in from of each other awkwardly, it's almost cute, I eye Jane and she has a smile on her face. It calms me; dad is making the right choice here. Jane grabs my arm

"We should leave them alone" she whispers, we let them know we'll be in the bedroom. I'm afraid to be alone with Jane but I'd honestly be more afraid to be alone with those two.

"I'm glad Mark decided to tell him, instead of lying to him" Jane says after a while. She's sitting on mg bed, while I sit on my desk chair.

"Did you know? Like, before the whole James thing?" She smiles lightly as she rubs her small belly

"Yes, he told me before Thanksgiving" her smile is bigger now. I can tell she cares about Mark and I'm happy for that, I guess he needs someone like Jane... someone motherly while living with our new father. Despite the trouble she's caused me, the pain she caused my mum, she's done some good things; Jane has managed to warm pur father's heart. I don't think I can forgive her for what she made my mother go through, but maybe I someday I might, she's definitely trying.

"Thank you Jane" I say awkwardly, she looks me and the eyes and they begin to water, it makes me feel even more uncomfortable so I look away.

"You don't need to thank me for anything Piper," I manage to look at her and she's full on crying, I look at my hands; I don't know what to say, "I'm so sorry Piper" I look up at her, I'm sure my eyes are wide as hell.

"Erm" I can't just say "don't worry it's all okay" because it's not, but I don't want to hurt her feelings either. "What is it?"

"Excuse me?"

"What is it?" I point to her stomach, she smiles

"It's a girl"

I give her a crooked smile.

There's going to be a new baby, I haven't been around a baby in a long time, specially not a family baby. I was two years old when mum and dad brought Markie home; he was the most fragile, beautiful baby mum let me touch. He had chubby cheeks that I loved to poke, and cute little feet that I liked to tickle. I'm going to have a new baby sibling now, it's weird but I'm actually looking forward to it.

The door to my room creaks open and dad's head pokes in

"Let's go honey" he smiles

"Is Markie coming?" She asks as she makes her way to my dad's stretched out hand

"Yes, but he wants to visit his friend first" he smiles. He fixed it, he made it better? He actually did it...

"Friend?" I ask as I follow them back into the living room

"That James boy, apparently he hasn't stopped calling him"Who are you and what have you done to Marcus Harris?

Mark looks at me and smiles, he walks over and hugs me. "He chose right" he whispers and I want to cry, of course he did Markie, he's your dad now, I don't know how but he is. I kiss his head and say goodbye to them at the door.

I'm absolutely exhausted, it's five in the afternoon and all I want to do is sleep. I take some pills for the headache I didn't know I'd been ignoring and make my way to my room.

The light coming in through the window above my bed wakes me up the next day. I grab my phone from the side table, it's eight am! I've slept about fifteen hours. Despite all the sleep I've gotten, I feel like shit. I make my way to the bathroom and shower. I put on some black skinny jeans and a band t shirt, I put my hair in a ponytail and wear some fuzzy socks. I check my phone again, I have three text messages from Mark, one missed call from Bella and one from Harry. It's about one in the morning in L.A. and I don't want to call him and end up waking him up. I call Mark

"Piper, why didn't you call me yesterday?"

"Sorry Markie, I fell asleep" I head to the kitchen to get myself something to eat, "I just woke up about forty minutes ago"

"Jet lag has got you bad"

"You have no idea" I boil some water for some coffee, "So what's up?" I grab a bowl from the top cabinet and pour cereal and milk.

"So dad took me to James yesterday,"

"So you and dad are fine?"

"Oh yeah, he let me tell him everything that I could yesterday," I smile, I know Jane had something to do with how much he's changed, but I also know Darren had a lot to do with it as well, "he still seems a little weird about it, specially when I told him James is my boyfriend"

"You have a boyfriend!"

"Yeah, dad practically choked on his wine, Jane and I couldn't stop laughing" there's like twenty knocks on the door in under a minute

"Someone's at the door Mark, I'll call you later" I toss the plate and mug in the sink, "coming!"
When I open the door, an angry Bella stalks into the living room.

"He's a real shit you know!" she tosses her bag on the couch. I'm completely confused about what she stalking about, "He's a fucking dick!"

"Bella, what are you talking about?"

"About him!" her arms move in desperation

"Who?"

"Ugh!" she runs her fingers through her hair, I've never seen her do that before, "Okay, sit down" we sit on the couch and I wait for her to continue

"Back in September I went to a club, I don't know how much I drank. As I made my way out of the restroom this guy tried to flirt with me, he spilled beer on his shirt and I made fun of him and this that, anyways, we had sex"

"Okay... Who is it?"

"He wanted my number and I said no because I lied and told him I lived in London, he said he did too but I didn't believe him" somehow that sounds familiar...

"I didn't know who he was and-"

"Niall!" she looks at me wide eyed

"Yes! That little bastard!" she stands up again, "We've been... you know?"

"Right" how the hell didn't I know this!

"But as soon as I say I don't want to be with him he gets a crazy"

"Wait, so you just want to sleep with him?"

"No, I don't! But it just happens, I tell him to keep away but he just doesn't, he's pissing me off!"

"Erm, well, what?" I'm beyond confused

"I don't know!" she sits down again and starts sobbing, I try to comfort her but fail

"Sounds to me like you like him Bella"

"I can't!" she looks up at me, I hug her but she just keeps crying

"Why not?"

"Because he will just hurt me and I font want him to, and I can't deal with all his shit, I just can't"
I don't know how I hadn't noticed anything, I'm surprised Niall didn't tell me. I really don't know what to do, so I just let my friend cry. So much drama in the past two days. I just want to call Harry, I want to hear his voice, but my friend needs me right now and I cannot be selfish.

Notes

Thanks for reading guys, if you like the story please vote and comment, i feel like you don't like it if you're ghosts :(