Lonely Hearts Club
Ours
Christmas morning 2013.
''BoBo get up.'' Chloe's voice ran through the room as she jumped on the edge of Bo's bed.
''Mhm?'' She could barely tell what day it was right now and opening her mouth was just unthinkable. ''Bo, mummy and daddy said we can't open our presents until you wake up, so! Wake up!''
''Ugh. Chloe if you go back downstairs I'll be down in a minute.''
''Grumpy.'' Chloe muttered as she stomped out of the room in her 'tweety' pyjama's and blonde hair in a very small ponytail.
It had been two days since Harry had shown up at her parents house, and her mother had not wasted a moment since, trying to fathom out who Harry was to Bo, refusing to believe they were just friends. But Bo couldn't tell her. Not because she didn't wan-okay maybe also because she didn't want to but even if she did, Bo wouldn't know what to say, she didn't know what her and Harry were.
She could hear from downstairs that the girls were currently having breakfast, meaning she had time to get ready, also meaning she also had time to over think things. Christmas was never hugely celebrated in the Reynold's household after Tom's death, it soon became a sombre time of year, especially with the anniversary just around the corner, but as Chloe and Rosie began to grow up slightly, Bo's parents began to make a fuss of Christmas again, not wanting the twins to miss out on anything, but if the twins weren't there then the three of them would most likely be sitting on the sofa in an awkward silence just waiting for the time to come where they could escape upstairs to bed.
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Merry Christmas.
Harry.x
As soon as Harry left her parents house she unblocked his number, feeling like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders but she did not expect him to text her any time soon, especially as he was busy with his family.
Bo was currently sitting on the bar stool in the kitchen, just as everyone else was heading to the living room her phone had vibrated with his text.
''Bo c'mon.'' Her father urged as he left the doorway of the kitchen.
Merry christmas to you too Harry. Hope your family is well, must be nice after all that's happened. Speak soon. x
She sighed looking at the text she'd typed, but couldn't bring herself to press send, she ended up deleting the text and retyping another one.
You too, Harry.
Sent.
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Later that day.
Who would have thought a few months ago, that Bo would be friends with Harry Styles? Never mind slept with him, yet refusing to admit she loved his very bones, whilst trying to block him out, but also being unable to stop thinking about him for just a mere second.
Bo promised herself she was going to sort this huge mess out as soon as Harry landed back in London for good, she wasn't going to let him slip away anymore, and she was sick of pretending they were 'just friends' when truthfully she fucking loved him, although all she could do right now was hope that he felt the same way.
Her confession had lifted a weight off her shoulders, only confirming her thoughts.
She needed Harry Styles.
''BoBo get up.'' Chloe's voice ran through the room as she jumped on the edge of Bo's bed.
''Mhm?'' She could barely tell what day it was right now and opening her mouth was just unthinkable. ''Bo, mummy and daddy said we can't open our presents until you wake up, so! Wake up!''
''Ugh. Chloe if you go back downstairs I'll be down in a minute.''
''Grumpy.'' Chloe muttered as she stomped out of the room in her 'tweety' pyjama's and blonde hair in a very small ponytail.
It had been two days since Harry had shown up at her parents house, and her mother had not wasted a moment since, trying to fathom out who Harry was to Bo, refusing to believe they were just friends. But Bo couldn't tell her. Not because she didn't wan-okay maybe also because she didn't want to but even if she did, Bo wouldn't know what to say, she didn't know what her and Harry were.
She could hear from downstairs that the girls were currently having breakfast, meaning she had time to get ready, also meaning she also had time to over think things. Christmas was never hugely celebrated in the Reynold's household after Tom's death, it soon became a sombre time of year, especially with the anniversary just around the corner, but as Chloe and Rosie began to grow up slightly, Bo's parents began to make a fuss of Christmas again, not wanting the twins to miss out on anything, but if the twins weren't there then the three of them would most likely be sitting on the sofa in an awkward silence just waiting for the time to come where they could escape upstairs to bed.
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Merry Christmas.
Harry.x
As soon as Harry left her parents house she unblocked his number, feeling like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders but she did not expect him to text her any time soon, especially as he was busy with his family.
Bo was currently sitting on the bar stool in the kitchen, just as everyone else was heading to the living room her phone had vibrated with his text.
''Bo c'mon.'' Her father urged as he left the doorway of the kitchen.
Merry christmas to you too Harry. Hope your family is well, must be nice after all that's happened. Speak soon. x
She sighed looking at the text she'd typed, but couldn't bring herself to press send, she ended up deleting the text and retyping another one.
You too, Harry.
Sent.
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Later that day.
Who would have thought a few months ago, that Bo would be friends with Harry Styles? Never mind slept with him, yet refusing to admit she loved his very bones, whilst trying to block him out, but also being unable to stop thinking about him for just a mere second.
Bo promised herself she was going to sort this huge mess out as soon as Harry landed back in London for good, she wasn't going to let him slip away anymore, and she was sick of pretending they were 'just friends' when truthfully she fucking loved him, although all she could do right now was hope that he felt the same way.
Her confession had lifted a weight off her shoulders, only confirming her thoughts.
She needed Harry Styles.
Notes
Bo's outfitSo sorry it's short but I hope you'll agree some major goss came out in this chapter.
Tell me what you think!
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Sophie
11/18/13