Lonely Hearts Club
Everything Has Changed
Rosie and Chloe were now both tucked up in bed, Chloe kicking up a fuss as usual but eventually giving in after being allowed to give Harry a kiss on the cheek goodnight, and most likely goodbye.
The snow was now coming down heavy, the lit lampost outside the house now illuminating the falling flakes. Harry was now sitting next to Bo's mother on one sofa, a cup of tea in his hand, whilst Bo and her father sat on the other, Bo didn't speak, infact most of the conversation was Bo's parents interrogating Harry, in the nicest way possible, as after having a hushed conversation in the kitchen earlier, both agreed that there was definitely something going on between the pair.
Parents and their instincts, ay?
''Didn't you say you had something to give Bo, Harry?'' Her mother questioned.
''Oh yes, I almost forgot, hold on, it's in my bag in the hallway.'' Harry skipped into the hallway and rustling was heard.
Her mother gave her a slight smirk before Harry returned in the room, suddenly very hesitant as he realised the awkwardness of the situation. ''Here. Merry Christmas.'' He gave small smile, slightly nervous, as he handed her a wrapped object.
''Well open it then, Bo!'' Her father punched her arm playfully as she smiled unwrapping the present.
****
''Okay so if you had to pick one place, in the entire world, to visit, where would you go?'' Harry asked as they played 20 questions in the warmth of the flat, it pouring with rain outside.
''Hm. That's a hard one. I don't know if I can pick one place.''
''C'mon you have to!'' Harry whined.
''Okay, okay! I guess it would have to be...Alaska.''
''Alaska? Really? But you don't like the cold?!''
''Shut up curly.''
****
The memory ran through Bo's mind as she continued to peel back the paper, and began to put two and two together.
''What th-''
''Oh what is it Bo?'' Her mother urged.
''It-It's two tickets to Alaska.'' She breathed.
''Aw, how sweet! You two will have such a good time!''
''Wh- Oh no Mrs Reynolds. Bo wouldn't want to take me away with her I'm sure, their a gift to you Bo, take who you like, maybe Sasha or someone.'' Harry faked a smile.
''I don't know what to say Harry. Thank you so much.'' She stood up from the sofa and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, nuzzling her face into his neck slightly, as his hands rested on her hips. ''It was nothing really.''
''I feel bad now. I didn't get you anything. It's just I wasn't expecting you.''
''Don't you worry about it, Bo, I should have at least called.''
She looked around to see both her parents leaving the living room, going on the direction of the kitchen, leaving them alone.
''Speaking of which, how did you find me?''
''Well you know that nosy neighbour of ours, Mrs Higgins?''
''Mhm...''
''Well she actually came in handy, she apparently heard you on the phone telling someone who I'm assuming was Sasha that you were going to your parents for Christmas. Long story short, I have my sources, so here I am.''
''So you stalked me?'' Bo smirked.
''Well what else could I do?...Seen as you blocked my number.'' Oops. Harry thought, that wasn't meant to come out. Bo suddenly backed away, lowering her head. ''I'm sorry Harry, I really am, I was just trying to move on a bit you know? Stop missing you.''
''You don't need to move on Bo! I'll be back for good in a few months.''
''But you told me to fucking move on Harry. I remember it like it was yesterday, you told me to move on, and now your annoyed with me for it!''
''I'm not annoyed with you Bo! But do you really think blocking my number is going to help in any way?''
''Say what you wanna say Harry, but I can't take back what I've already done.''
He had no reply to that one, he just sighed heavily, and ran his hand through his curls, something he did when he was nervous.
''Maybe I should go.'' And before Bo could even reply, as if by magic, her parents pushed open the door. ''Oh are you going Harry?'' Her mother tried to act casual, earning an eye roll from her husband who had obviously been dragged along.
''Yes. Mrs Reynolds, I wouldn't want to out stay my welcome.'' He slipped on his jacket.
''Oh don't be silly, that would be impossible! The country roads round here would be horrendous, especially at this time of night. Why don't you just stay on the sofa tonight?'' Bo's eyes almost fell out of their sockets.
''Oh thank you, but I really can't. I'm driving up to my family in Chesire, spending Christmas there, it's a long drive, I better get going, besides don't worry about the roads, I'll be fine as soon as I get onto the motorway.''
''Well, If you must, I suppose we'll have to release you.'' Her mother chuckled.
''Well we'll let you two say goodbye, we'll wait in the hallway.'' Bo's father smiled.
Bo and Harry stood there for a few seconds in silence, but she almost ran over to him, engulfing him in a hug for the second time that evening. ''I don't hate you Harry, I need you to know that.'' She whispered into his ear. ''Infact it's very different to hate. I quite like you.''
''Well for what it's worth, I quite like you too.''
---
Once Bo's parents had said their goodbye's and told him he was 'welcome anytime' for the tenth time they traipsed upstairs, to check on the twins.
''Well I guess this is it then.'' Harry sunk his hands into his coat pockets, before quickly releasing them and leaning in for the third hug of the evening. What could they say? They were huggers.
''Tell Rosie and Chloe I said goodbye.''
''Oh god, looking forward to Chloe's tantrum tomorrow morning when she finds out you've gone.'' Bo rolled her eyes smiling.
''What can I say, I'm just so loveable.''
''That you are.'' Bo muttered under her breath, and it would have been very hard for Harry to have heard her.
''Well goodbye then Bo. Have fun in Alaska.'' He smiled.
''Yeah, thanks again Harry.''
''Anything for you, gorgeous.''
''You know, Harry!'' He turned around sharply at the sound of her voice. ''I've always wanted to go to L.A.'' A small smile appeared on her face even though she was still crying.
And Harry's lips did the same. ''My doors always open for you, gorgeous.''
''Bye Harry.''
And just like that, he was gone again.
The snow was now coming down heavy, the lit lampost outside the house now illuminating the falling flakes. Harry was now sitting next to Bo's mother on one sofa, a cup of tea in his hand, whilst Bo and her father sat on the other, Bo didn't speak, infact most of the conversation was Bo's parents interrogating Harry, in the nicest way possible, as after having a hushed conversation in the kitchen earlier, both agreed that there was definitely something going on between the pair.
Parents and their instincts, ay?
''Didn't you say you had something to give Bo, Harry?'' Her mother questioned.
''Oh yes, I almost forgot, hold on, it's in my bag in the hallway.'' Harry skipped into the hallway and rustling was heard.
Her mother gave her a slight smirk before Harry returned in the room, suddenly very hesitant as he realised the awkwardness of the situation. ''Here. Merry Christmas.'' He gave small smile, slightly nervous, as he handed her a wrapped object.
''Well open it then, Bo!'' Her father punched her arm playfully as she smiled unwrapping the present.
****
''Okay so if you had to pick one place, in the entire world, to visit, where would you go?'' Harry asked as they played 20 questions in the warmth of the flat, it pouring with rain outside.
''Hm. That's a hard one. I don't know if I can pick one place.''
''C'mon you have to!'' Harry whined.
''Okay, okay! I guess it would have to be...Alaska.''
''Alaska? Really? But you don't like the cold?!''
''Shut up curly.''
****
The memory ran through Bo's mind as she continued to peel back the paper, and began to put two and two together.
''What th-''
''Oh what is it Bo?'' Her mother urged.
''It-It's two tickets to Alaska.'' She breathed.
''Aw, how sweet! You two will have such a good time!''
''Wh- Oh no Mrs Reynolds. Bo wouldn't want to take me away with her I'm sure, their a gift to you Bo, take who you like, maybe Sasha or someone.'' Harry faked a smile.
''I don't know what to say Harry. Thank you so much.'' She stood up from the sofa and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, nuzzling her face into his neck slightly, as his hands rested on her hips. ''It was nothing really.''
''I feel bad now. I didn't get you anything. It's just I wasn't expecting you.''
''Don't you worry about it, Bo, I should have at least called.''
She looked around to see both her parents leaving the living room, going on the direction of the kitchen, leaving them alone.
''Speaking of which, how did you find me?''
''Well you know that nosy neighbour of ours, Mrs Higgins?''
''Mhm...''
''Well she actually came in handy, she apparently heard you on the phone telling someone who I'm assuming was Sasha that you were going to your parents for Christmas. Long story short, I have my sources, so here I am.''
''So you stalked me?'' Bo smirked.
''Well what else could I do?...Seen as you blocked my number.'' Oops. Harry thought, that wasn't meant to come out. Bo suddenly backed away, lowering her head. ''I'm sorry Harry, I really am, I was just trying to move on a bit you know? Stop missing you.''
''You don't need to move on Bo! I'll be back for good in a few months.''
''But you told me to fucking move on Harry. I remember it like it was yesterday, you told me to move on, and now your annoyed with me for it!''
''I'm not annoyed with you Bo! But do you really think blocking my number is going to help in any way?''
''Say what you wanna say Harry, but I can't take back what I've already done.''
He had no reply to that one, he just sighed heavily, and ran his hand through his curls, something he did when he was nervous.
''Maybe I should go.'' And before Bo could even reply, as if by magic, her parents pushed open the door. ''Oh are you going Harry?'' Her mother tried to act casual, earning an eye roll from her husband who had obviously been dragged along.
''Yes. Mrs Reynolds, I wouldn't want to out stay my welcome.'' He slipped on his jacket.
''Oh don't be silly, that would be impossible! The country roads round here would be horrendous, especially at this time of night. Why don't you just stay on the sofa tonight?'' Bo's eyes almost fell out of their sockets.
''Oh thank you, but I really can't. I'm driving up to my family in Chesire, spending Christmas there, it's a long drive, I better get going, besides don't worry about the roads, I'll be fine as soon as I get onto the motorway.''
''Well, If you must, I suppose we'll have to release you.'' Her mother chuckled.
''Well we'll let you two say goodbye, we'll wait in the hallway.'' Bo's father smiled.
Bo and Harry stood there for a few seconds in silence, but she almost ran over to him, engulfing him in a hug for the second time that evening. ''I don't hate you Harry, I need you to know that.'' She whispered into his ear. ''Infact it's very different to hate. I quite like you.''
''Well for what it's worth, I quite like you too.''
---
Once Bo's parents had said their goodbye's and told him he was 'welcome anytime' for the tenth time they traipsed upstairs, to check on the twins.
''Well I guess this is it then.'' Harry sunk his hands into his coat pockets, before quickly releasing them and leaning in for the third hug of the evening. What could they say? They were huggers.
''Tell Rosie and Chloe I said goodbye.''
''Oh god, looking forward to Chloe's tantrum tomorrow morning when she finds out you've gone.'' Bo rolled her eyes smiling.
''What can I say, I'm just so loveable.''
''That you are.'' Bo muttered under her breath, and it would have been very hard for Harry to have heard her.
''Well goodbye then Bo. Have fun in Alaska.'' He smiled.
''Yeah, thanks again Harry.''
''Anything for you, gorgeous.''
''You know, Harry!'' He turned around sharply at the sound of her voice. ''I've always wanted to go to L.A.'' A small smile appeared on her face even though she was still crying.
And Harry's lips did the same. ''My doors always open for you, gorgeous.''
''Bye Harry.''
And just like that, he was gone again.
Notes
Just to make sure no one is confused, the text that is in Italics, are flashbacks! They have already happened! Apart from that, enjoy...hopefully!Tell me what you think.
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11/18/13