Lonely Hearts Club
Begin Again
Bo had decided to go back home to her parents for Christmas, even with the slightly rocky relationship she had with her parents, she was always missing her dad's ridiculously bad jokes, and her mum's warming smile. And don't even mention the twins.
''Oh my gosh, my little girl's all grown up!'' Her mum smiled as she wrapped her arms around Bo, the porch shelter not being enough to protect them from the falling flakes of snow. ''Hi mum, it's good to be back.''
Before Bo's mother could reply, a male voice could be heard booming down the corridor, coming from the kitchen, ''BoBo?''
''Dad!'' She ran past her mother at the door, jumping into her father's arms, she had always been a daddy's girl, from the word go, him being so similar to Bo she found him easier to get along with most of the time.
''It's good to have you home Bo.'' He whispered into her hair, his words filled with meaning. Out of both Bo's parents, the death of their son hit her father the hardest, him being his only son, he spent lots of time with him, whenever he could, teaching him how to play football, picking him up from school on his odd day off, and when he started to hit the rails, Bo's father began to try and place the moment it all started to go wrong, he blamed himself for a long time, especially for what happened to Bo that night. They had moved house since that incident, none of them being able to live in a place that used to hold all of their memories, but soon only caused dreadful flashbacks to occur on a daily basis.
''Bo!'' A young voice was heard from the doorway of the living room, one of the twins, Chloe, stood, wide eyed, with her usually more nervous sister, Rosie, hiding behind her, chewing on her fairy wand.
''Hello girls, come and give Bo a hug!'' She bent down so she was at their level, and Chloe immediately ran into her arms, kissing her cheek as she did. Yes, she had confidence, but she was a sweet kid. Rosie came slightly closer, but not very much and chewed on the end of her wand even harder.
''Rosie Posie! Did you miss me?'' She pushed Chloe back slightly, knowing Rosie was scared she would be interrupting, she nodded, smiling, walking towards Bo and hugging her gently, Bo placing a kiss on her forehead.
----
''You girls excited for Christmas?'' Bo smiled,as she and her parents sat in the living room on the sofa, as the twins played on the floor.
''Yeah!'' Chloe gleamed, whilst Rosie just nodded smiling. ''Just two sleeps to go!''
Just as Bo noticed her dad's suddenly sad eyes gravitating towards a picture on the window ledge, a picture of her brother, on her father's shoulders when he was about nine, on a family holiday, the doorbell rang.
''I'll get it.'' She patted her father's knee as she skipped to the door, finally being able to forget about Harry for a while.
But there he was. Standing in front of her, his locks in a wild mess on his head, small flakes of snow in the process of melting, but as a gust of wind came along, the porch was not enough to shelter him from the falling snow and new flakes made their way into his hair. ”What are you doing here? How did you find me?”
He was yet to say anything, and the look in his eyes told Bo, he didn't know what to say, but luckily for him, her mother interrupted them. ”Bo-oh. Well, who is this dashing young man?”
''Hello, Mrs Reynolds. I'm Harry.'' He smiled.
''Mrs Rey-? Bo?'' Her mother was expecting to be called Mrs Channing.
''He knows mum, don't worry.''
''Oh. Well um- nice to meet you Harry, but may I ask what you're doing here?''
''Oh yes, sorry ma'am. But I'm a good friend of Bo's, well I was actually her room mate until a couple of months ago, and I just came to give her present.''
'Present?'' Bo questioned. Very, very questioned. Why was he back in England, what happened to LA? Why was he acting like nothing happened to them? How the hell did he find her?
''Oh well then, come on in, we don't want you freezing in the snow!'' Her mother gestured for him to enter the house. Bo didn't know what to do as she gripped the door frame harder, the boy who she had just begun to get over, not literally of course, was not standing infront of her, at her parents doorstep, and had just been invited inside.
''Oh um-'' Harry glanced at Bo looking for some sort of answer but before he could make a decision, Bo's mother pulled him by the arm into the living room.
''1,2-'' Bo whispered to herself.
''Oh my gosh! Mummy! Daddy! Bo! It's Harry Styles.'' Chloe's screams could be heard throughout the house, and she was certain the penguins in Antarctica could probably hear her.
''Three.''
----
It had been twenty minutes since Harry had arrived at her door, and he was currently sitting beside her dad, Bo now being stuck with the small armchair in the corner, chatting about most likely 'man stuff' with him. But her dad seemed happy, and it was a nice sight, she had to admit.
Chloe was currently sitting beside him, attempting to braid his hair, concentrating intensely, whilst Rosie sat on the floor, clutching her stuffed rabbit, gazing up at Harry nervously. She was also a big fan, and Harry was her favourite, but her nerves had got the better of her and Harry seemed unaware of her stare.
Bo stood up quickly from her chair, picking Rosie up and clutching her, turning to face Harry, as Rosie hid her face from him, with her rabbit. ''Harry.'' She whispered, it being the first thing she had said to him since their encounter at the door, and his face immediately turned to from her father to Bo, hopeful.
'She's shy' she mouthed, gesturing to the girl in her arms.
''Chloe why don't you go see what your mummy's cooking in the kitchen.'' Her father caught on.
''But I'm doing Harry's hair daddy!''
''You can finish Harry's hair later, okay?''
''Fine.'' She grumbled climbing off the sofa, and her father followed her out of the room actually intrigued about what his wife was cooking.
''Hello Rosie.'' Harry coo'd, smiling. She lifted her head up slightly, but still using her rabbit as protection. ''I like your rabbit.''
''Thank you.'' She whispered, stroking the rabbit's ear.
''What's her name?'' He enquired.
''It's a boy. H-his name is crumplebottom.''
''Crumple bottom? That's a funny name!'' Harry chuckled, Rosie was opening up slightly, the comfort of her sister's arms helping that.
''BoBo thought of it.'' Rosie whispered, and immediately he looked at Bo, who's cheeks were a slight blush colour, Bo also looked up, the pair now making awkward eye contact, her smiling slightly at him.
''Crumplebottom. Hm.'' He said to himself. ''I like it.''
''A-and he likes crumpets.'' Rosie added, still looking at 'crumplebottom'.
Whilst Bo was distracted and more comfortable, Bo passed Rosie to Harry, the small girl immedediatly gripping his wool sweater, as he sat down on the sofa again, with Rosie on his lap.
''I don't quite know why you're here,but you like crumplebottom and your jumpers soft so we can be best friends now.'' Rosie sighed, nuzzling into his chest, closing her eyes.
Bo couldn't help but smile at the sight, Harry blushing slightly, before chuckling.
''I'd love that.'' Harry replied, but it looked like Harry's jumper was too soft, as Rosie had fallen asleep on his lap in a matter of seconds.
''Oh my gosh, my little girl's all grown up!'' Her mum smiled as she wrapped her arms around Bo, the porch shelter not being enough to protect them from the falling flakes of snow. ''Hi mum, it's good to be back.''
Before Bo's mother could reply, a male voice could be heard booming down the corridor, coming from the kitchen, ''BoBo?''
''Dad!'' She ran past her mother at the door, jumping into her father's arms, she had always been a daddy's girl, from the word go, him being so similar to Bo she found him easier to get along with most of the time.
''It's good to have you home Bo.'' He whispered into her hair, his words filled with meaning. Out of both Bo's parents, the death of their son hit her father the hardest, him being his only son, he spent lots of time with him, whenever he could, teaching him how to play football, picking him up from school on his odd day off, and when he started to hit the rails, Bo's father began to try and place the moment it all started to go wrong, he blamed himself for a long time, especially for what happened to Bo that night. They had moved house since that incident, none of them being able to live in a place that used to hold all of their memories, but soon only caused dreadful flashbacks to occur on a daily basis.
''Bo!'' A young voice was heard from the doorway of the living room, one of the twins, Chloe, stood, wide eyed, with her usually more nervous sister, Rosie, hiding behind her, chewing on her fairy wand.
''Hello girls, come and give Bo a hug!'' She bent down so she was at their level, and Chloe immediately ran into her arms, kissing her cheek as she did. Yes, she had confidence, but she was a sweet kid. Rosie came slightly closer, but not very much and chewed on the end of her wand even harder.
''Rosie Posie! Did you miss me?'' She pushed Chloe back slightly, knowing Rosie was scared she would be interrupting, she nodded, smiling, walking towards Bo and hugging her gently, Bo placing a kiss on her forehead.
----
''You girls excited for Christmas?'' Bo smiled,as she and her parents sat in the living room on the sofa, as the twins played on the floor.
''Yeah!'' Chloe gleamed, whilst Rosie just nodded smiling. ''Just two sleeps to go!''
Just as Bo noticed her dad's suddenly sad eyes gravitating towards a picture on the window ledge, a picture of her brother, on her father's shoulders when he was about nine, on a family holiday, the doorbell rang.
''I'll get it.'' She patted her father's knee as she skipped to the door, finally being able to forget about Harry for a while.
But there he was. Standing in front of her, his locks in a wild mess on his head, small flakes of snow in the process of melting, but as a gust of wind came along, the porch was not enough to shelter him from the falling snow and new flakes made their way into his hair. ”What are you doing here? How did you find me?”
He was yet to say anything, and the look in his eyes told Bo, he didn't know what to say, but luckily for him, her mother interrupted them. ”Bo-oh. Well, who is this dashing young man?”
''Hello, Mrs Reynolds. I'm Harry.'' He smiled.
''Mrs Rey-? Bo?'' Her mother was expecting to be called Mrs Channing.
''He knows mum, don't worry.''
''Oh. Well um- nice to meet you Harry, but may I ask what you're doing here?''
''Oh yes, sorry ma'am. But I'm a good friend of Bo's, well I was actually her room mate until a couple of months ago, and I just came to give her present.''
'Present?'' Bo questioned. Very, very questioned. Why was he back in England, what happened to LA? Why was he acting like nothing happened to them? How the hell did he find her?
''Oh well then, come on in, we don't want you freezing in the snow!'' Her mother gestured for him to enter the house. Bo didn't know what to do as she gripped the door frame harder, the boy who she had just begun to get over, not literally of course, was not standing infront of her, at her parents doorstep, and had just been invited inside.
''Oh um-'' Harry glanced at Bo looking for some sort of answer but before he could make a decision, Bo's mother pulled him by the arm into the living room.
''1,2-'' Bo whispered to herself.
''Oh my gosh! Mummy! Daddy! Bo! It's Harry Styles.'' Chloe's screams could be heard throughout the house, and she was certain the penguins in Antarctica could probably hear her.
''Three.''
----
It had been twenty minutes since Harry had arrived at her door, and he was currently sitting beside her dad, Bo now being stuck with the small armchair in the corner, chatting about most likely 'man stuff' with him. But her dad seemed happy, and it was a nice sight, she had to admit.
Chloe was currently sitting beside him, attempting to braid his hair, concentrating intensely, whilst Rosie sat on the floor, clutching her stuffed rabbit, gazing up at Harry nervously. She was also a big fan, and Harry was her favourite, but her nerves had got the better of her and Harry seemed unaware of her stare.
Bo stood up quickly from her chair, picking Rosie up and clutching her, turning to face Harry, as Rosie hid her face from him, with her rabbit. ''Harry.'' She whispered, it being the first thing she had said to him since their encounter at the door, and his face immediately turned to from her father to Bo, hopeful.
'She's shy' she mouthed, gesturing to the girl in her arms.
''Chloe why don't you go see what your mummy's cooking in the kitchen.'' Her father caught on.
''But I'm doing Harry's hair daddy!''
''You can finish Harry's hair later, okay?''
''Fine.'' She grumbled climbing off the sofa, and her father followed her out of the room actually intrigued about what his wife was cooking.
''Hello Rosie.'' Harry coo'd, smiling. She lifted her head up slightly, but still using her rabbit as protection. ''I like your rabbit.''
''Thank you.'' She whispered, stroking the rabbit's ear.
''What's her name?'' He enquired.
''It's a boy. H-his name is crumplebottom.''
''Crumple bottom? That's a funny name!'' Harry chuckled, Rosie was opening up slightly, the comfort of her sister's arms helping that.
''BoBo thought of it.'' Rosie whispered, and immediately he looked at Bo, who's cheeks were a slight blush colour, Bo also looked up, the pair now making awkward eye contact, her smiling slightly at him.
''Crumplebottom. Hm.'' He said to himself. ''I like it.''
''A-and he likes crumpets.'' Rosie added, still looking at 'crumplebottom'.
Whilst Bo was distracted and more comfortable, Bo passed Rosie to Harry, the small girl immedediatly gripping his wool sweater, as he sat down on the sofa again, with Rosie on his lap.
''I don't quite know why you're here,but you like crumplebottom and your jumpers soft so we can be best friends now.'' Rosie sighed, nuzzling into his chest, closing her eyes.
Bo couldn't help but smile at the sight, Harry blushing slightly, before chuckling.
''I'd love that.'' Harry replied, but it looked like Harry's jumper was too soft, as Rosie had fallen asleep on his lap in a matter of seconds.
Notes
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I wanted to write more, but it's getting late, there's more cuteness coming your way though so don't you worry! P.S Tell me what you think :)
Sophie
11/18/13