Lonely Hearts Club
Seasons Of Love
Harry Styles
''Niall do we really have to go to this club, I really just want to stay in my room tonight.''
''Oh c'mon Styles, you can't mope about the house for the rest of the trip, Bo's gone home and there's nothing you can do about it for now, you can see her when we get back.''
''Who knows when that'll be though Ni.'' Harry sighed, feeling drained, just wanting to curl up in bed and close his eyes, maybe not even go to sleep, but to just be able to lay down and hear nothing but complete silence, just for once.
Niall gave a knowing smirk, which he quickly tried to hide by facing the other way but it was too late, Harry had snapped out of his daze just in time to see the blonde fail to hide his face. ''What do you know Niall?'' Harry groaned immediately, Niall was never very subtle.
''I don't know what you're talking about Harry, now I think we should set off now.''
''Not until you tell me what's going on Niall, you Irish are never good at being subtle.'' Harry gripped his lower arm, stopping Niall from walking out the door and ignoring the question.
''Well let's just say that even management can't resist the Irish charms.'' He smirked slightly.
''Stop talking in riddles Ireland, what did you do?''
''You know I don't think I like your tone, never heard of manners?'' Niall had to hold in a laugh as he spoke, he was watching Harry grow more agitated in front of him, and as Niall wasn't one to usually have this much control, he was enjoying it for a change. ''I could kill you right now.'' Harry muttered under his breath, shaking his head slightly. ''What was that Harry? I sure hope that was a please I heard.''
''My dearest Irish friend, please can you tell me what the fuck you know, Or those pop tarts that you've been saving all week might magically dissapear by morning.''
''Playing dirty Styles as always. Fine. I'll tell you, as long as you promise to go to the club with me once I have.''
''Depends whether it's good or bad news.''
''Definetly good news don't you worry. Now, I had a nice little chat with a receptionist this morning at management, well I spent ten or so minutes buttering her up and finally managed to get some info out of her.''
''And?''
''Well long story short, we're going home in three weeks.''
''...Oh my god, but I don't understand why so soon?''
''Apparently we're big enough out here now that our absence will not effect anything, as long as we visit from time to time of course, plus the British fans are gonna start protesting on the streets if we don't come back soon.'' Niall chuckled at the last detail.
''This is fucking brilliant Niall, we're going home! Do the other boys know?''
''No, we're not meant to know for at least another week, so keep it to yourself, or try to.''
Harry rolled his eyes, knowing that if anyone was going to blab, it would be Niall.
''Now c'mon Harry let's go.''
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Bo Reynolds
''Dad?''
''Bo!'' He smiled wrapping her in his arms, she breathed a sigh of relief, everything was going to be okay, although she was slightly annoyed at her father for almost giving her a heart attack.
''What are you doing here dad? You gave me such a fright!.''
''Can't a father pop round to see his daughter now and then? Why are you holding a knife?'' He held her at arms length, glancing at the knife dangling from her manicured hand. ''I thought you were going to kill me. What the hell are you doing in my bathroom?'' She chuckled walking back towards the kitchen to place the knife back in it's holder, not failing to notice the empty slot in the wooden holder.
''Oh Jesus, it was such a mess Bo, you never heard of cleaning? I had to pop down to Tesco's to get some cleaning products.''
''And the knife?''
Her father looked puzzled for a second before replying. ''What knife?''
''The knife that's missing from the holder, you're the only explanation I can think of it being missing.'' Bo smiled putting her hand on her hip expecting him to suddenly come out with a reasonable explanation.
''What would I be doing with such a knife in your bathroom Bo? Oh you are funny sometimes.'' He chuckled but Bo felt a chill run through her body. What the fuck was going on? ''You probably just accidentally put it in one of the drawers or something, it's gotta be around here somewhere.''
''Yeah. I guess.'' Immediately Bo relaxed at her father's words, he had to be right. ''Hold on how did you get in here?''
''You didn't lock the door Bo, you really need to be more careful, especially being all alone at the moment, I knocked but obviously you were asleep, so I tried my luck, and here I am.''
''I know sorry, I was just so tired, I only landed from visiting Harry late last night, plus it was such a long flight.''
''How is Harry? Coming home soon?'' Her father inquired, grabbing two mugs from the cabinet beside his head.
''He's okay, yeah, and I highly doubt that one, that would mean me having the slightest bit of good luck and that never happens.'' Bo chuckled but with a hint of sadness underneath.
''Oh hang in there Bo.'' He wrapped his left arm around her shoulders briefly, as his right hand stirred the tea. ''I know you two are close but you just gotta keep yourself busy whilst he;s gone Bo, don't let your life be put on hold.'' At this point, she suddenly realised that her parents still thought Bo and Harry were just friends, now Bo wasn't quite sure if they were ready for labels but they sure as hell weren't just friends anymore.
''Yeah...I guess you're right.''
''So what you got planned for today?'' He asked as he began to sip his tea.
''Oh just popping to the hairdressers later, thought it was time for a change.''
''Well would you look at my little girl learning how to turn over new leaves.'' Her father smiled.
''Dad it's just the hairdressers, plus you sound like mum.'' Bo smiled as she waltzed into the living room,planning to sit down and drink her tea, then get ready for the hairdressers, hopefully she could have bored her father to sleep by then to be able to slip out unnoticed, or he would have scurried home.
''Niall do we really have to go to this club, I really just want to stay in my room tonight.''
''Oh c'mon Styles, you can't mope about the house for the rest of the trip, Bo's gone home and there's nothing you can do about it for now, you can see her when we get back.''
''Who knows when that'll be though Ni.'' Harry sighed, feeling drained, just wanting to curl up in bed and close his eyes, maybe not even go to sleep, but to just be able to lay down and hear nothing but complete silence, just for once.
Niall gave a knowing smirk, which he quickly tried to hide by facing the other way but it was too late, Harry had snapped out of his daze just in time to see the blonde fail to hide his face. ''What do you know Niall?'' Harry groaned immediately, Niall was never very subtle.
''I don't know what you're talking about Harry, now I think we should set off now.''
''Not until you tell me what's going on Niall, you Irish are never good at being subtle.'' Harry gripped his lower arm, stopping Niall from walking out the door and ignoring the question.
''Well let's just say that even management can't resist the Irish charms.'' He smirked slightly.
''Stop talking in riddles Ireland, what did you do?''
''You know I don't think I like your tone, never heard of manners?'' Niall had to hold in a laugh as he spoke, he was watching Harry grow more agitated in front of him, and as Niall wasn't one to usually have this much control, he was enjoying it for a change. ''I could kill you right now.'' Harry muttered under his breath, shaking his head slightly. ''What was that Harry? I sure hope that was a please I heard.''
''My dearest Irish friend, please can you tell me what the fuck you know, Or those pop tarts that you've been saving all week might magically dissapear by morning.''
''Playing dirty Styles as always. Fine. I'll tell you, as long as you promise to go to the club with me once I have.''
''Depends whether it's good or bad news.''
''Definetly good news don't you worry. Now, I had a nice little chat with a receptionist this morning at management, well I spent ten or so minutes buttering her up and finally managed to get some info out of her.''
''And?''
''Well long story short, we're going home in three weeks.''
''...Oh my god, but I don't understand why so soon?''
''Apparently we're big enough out here now that our absence will not effect anything, as long as we visit from time to time of course, plus the British fans are gonna start protesting on the streets if we don't come back soon.'' Niall chuckled at the last detail.
''This is fucking brilliant Niall, we're going home! Do the other boys know?''
''No, we're not meant to know for at least another week, so keep it to yourself, or try to.''
Harry rolled his eyes, knowing that if anyone was going to blab, it would be Niall.
''Now c'mon Harry let's go.''
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Bo Reynolds
''Dad?''
''Bo!'' He smiled wrapping her in his arms, she breathed a sigh of relief, everything was going to be okay, although she was slightly annoyed at her father for almost giving her a heart attack.
''What are you doing here dad? You gave me such a fright!.''
''Can't a father pop round to see his daughter now and then? Why are you holding a knife?'' He held her at arms length, glancing at the knife dangling from her manicured hand. ''I thought you were going to kill me. What the hell are you doing in my bathroom?'' She chuckled walking back towards the kitchen to place the knife back in it's holder, not failing to notice the empty slot in the wooden holder.
''Oh Jesus, it was such a mess Bo, you never heard of cleaning? I had to pop down to Tesco's to get some cleaning products.''
''And the knife?''
Her father looked puzzled for a second before replying. ''What knife?''
''The knife that's missing from the holder, you're the only explanation I can think of it being missing.'' Bo smiled putting her hand on her hip expecting him to suddenly come out with a reasonable explanation.
''What would I be doing with such a knife in your bathroom Bo? Oh you are funny sometimes.'' He chuckled but Bo felt a chill run through her body. What the fuck was going on? ''You probably just accidentally put it in one of the drawers or something, it's gotta be around here somewhere.''
''Yeah. I guess.'' Immediately Bo relaxed at her father's words, he had to be right. ''Hold on how did you get in here?''
''You didn't lock the door Bo, you really need to be more careful, especially being all alone at the moment, I knocked but obviously you were asleep, so I tried my luck, and here I am.''
''I know sorry, I was just so tired, I only landed from visiting Harry late last night, plus it was such a long flight.''
''How is Harry? Coming home soon?'' Her father inquired, grabbing two mugs from the cabinet beside his head.
''He's okay, yeah, and I highly doubt that one, that would mean me having the slightest bit of good luck and that never happens.'' Bo chuckled but with a hint of sadness underneath.
''Oh hang in there Bo.'' He wrapped his left arm around her shoulders briefly, as his right hand stirred the tea. ''I know you two are close but you just gotta keep yourself busy whilst he;s gone Bo, don't let your life be put on hold.'' At this point, she suddenly realised that her parents still thought Bo and Harry were just friends, now Bo wasn't quite sure if they were ready for labels but they sure as hell weren't just friends anymore.
''Yeah...I guess you're right.''
''So what you got planned for today?'' He asked as he began to sip his tea.
''Oh just popping to the hairdressers later, thought it was time for a change.''
''Well would you look at my little girl learning how to turn over new leaves.'' Her father smiled.
''Dad it's just the hairdressers, plus you sound like mum.'' Bo smiled as she waltzed into the living room,planning to sit down and drink her tea, then get ready for the hairdressers, hopefully she could have bored her father to sleep by then to be able to slip out unnoticed, or he would have scurried home.
Notes
Follow my Tumblr , I have a new theme and can't decide whether I like it or not so tell me what you think of it AND the new chapter. I TRACK THE TAG #Sophie hsffSo sorry this is just a filler tbh but Harry is back soon so the story will get interesting again I promise!
Plus I've just realised Bo and Harry's ship name would either be Ho (Thank god Bo doesn't spell her name with an 'e' at the end...) Or Barry...Brilliant!
Soph.x
11/18/13