The Tweet That Changed His Life (Dark Harry)
Chapter 5
CHAPTER 5
So Harry’s over…again. Mum practically treats him like her own son, she feels bad that he’s far away from home so she’s stepped up to be Mum number 2. Harry thinks that’s just great, free food whenever he wants, internet, shower and a bed. He hasn’t actually left for 3 days. Were still no more than friends, though we do share the bed since I’m too stubborn to leave it and Harry has my Mum wrapped around his little finger. Our Mums have become good friends and talk over the phone nearly every day; I have a sneaky suspicion that there trying to set us up. In a couple of hours Harry’s taking me with him up to his Mum’s place, I’m going to meet his family. I’m so nervous, though I think I’m ok at the moment in Harry’s arms cuddled up together on the couch as he giggles along with some kids cartoon. I think I’ve said the word Mum too many times in this entry.
-Poppy.xx
“POPPY ARE YOU READY?” Harry shouts from downstairs, I’m currently trying to find my favourite red lipstick of mine to put on before we start driving to Harry’s Mums place. I hear a knock on the side of the wall behind me. I turn around and there Harry is standing there at the bathroom door with the lipstick in his hand.
“Poppy, I found your lipstick and hurry up we’re going to miss Christmas with the pace you’re going at.”
“Urgh, I’m going as fast as I can, I have to look presentable, first impression is everything and if I look like a hobo you’re Mums going to chuck me out.” He just laughed and picked up my suitcase for me and guided me downstairs with his warm hand on my lower back. In reality I did want to look good, but more for Harry. He was being cautious, trying to fix his reputation with the public and he didn’t want to wreck our friendship.
Harry was wearing his usual get up with skinny jeans, t-shirt and beanie with a jumper, and I was wearing jeans and a sweater with some plain black heels http://weheartit.com/entry/35361013/via/Danielledalles .
I walked into the kitchen Harry following me searching for my Mum.
“Oh yes Anne, they should be on their way soon, but I have to email you those photos” she was sitting on the bench by the phone with her mobile in her hand.
“Urh Mum what photos?”
“Nothing” she said quickly, putting her IPhone behind her.
“Uhm well were on our way out, just coming to say goodbye.
****
“Harry, wasn’t Mum acting suspicious” I asked him
“Yeah, just a bit, what photos was she talking about to my mum?”
“I have no idea, but we’re going to find out Harry”
We’ve been driving for about an hour and a half and I was getting hungry.
“Haaaaaaarrrrrrry” I whined.
“Yes what do you want?” he said back to me letting out a sigh.
“Uhm, how bout we stop at this service station coming up and get some crisps or something” I said while looking at him with puppy dog eyes and using my pointer finger to draw light circles on his hand that was on the gear stick. He sucked in a breath as my hand moved down to his knee and parked the car next to the store.
“Poppy what do you think you’re doing?” he said grabbing my hand smirking. He got out of the car and came and helped me out of my side.
“Gosh I love this car Harry, but it’s so hard to get out of.” I loved the mustang he owned and had begged him for ages to let me drive it.
*after getting sweets*
“Can I please driveeee?”
“No, my car.” I pouted my lips “Urgh you’re really annoying today Poppy but I can’t say no to you.”
“Yay” I cheered and gave him at massive hug. Our bodies were pressed close, my arms around his neck and head resting on his chest. He wound his arms around my waist resting his abnormally big hands on my lower back his fingertips playing with the material at the end of my sweater. He snuggled his head into my neck and gave the skin there a soft kiss.
We heard the snap of a camera and pulled away, of course paparazzi were following us; sometime they follow me by myself, when really I’m just a normal person who happens to be friends with a worldwide famous boy band member.
Harry grabbed his keys from his back pocket and put his hand on my back leading me to the driver’s seat. Looking back over his shoulder to the paps and huffing then opening the door for me. I hopped in excitedly and tooted the horn to make Harry hurry up. When he eventually got in the car I revved the engine and pulled out to the main road and sped up.
“Woooooo” I cheered, still speeding.
“Jesus Poppy slow down you’re going to kill us and wreck my car” I slowed down slightly to avoid Harry having a heart attack.
“Feed me Sir Harold” I said
“There are so many things wrong in that sentence” he looked at me with a bland expression.
“One, I will not feed you” he continued. “Two” he said lifting up another finger “my name is Harry, NOT Harold”. He said grabbing a chip out of the bag and lifting it to my mouth. I happily opened my mouth and ate the chip.
“Thanks…Harold” I said giggling. “I knew you would end up feeding me, since you wouldn’t want this lovely car to be smashed”
“Stop calling me Harold, Poppy!” he complained acting like a 3 year old, crossing his arms and leaning his head against the car window.
“Awhhh my wittle Hawwy is upset” I said in a baby voice “Does Harry want to listen to some music with Poppy?” I asked. He made a little humph noise and I grabbed my phone from under my leg and passed it to Harry. He got out some earphones and gently put the right one in my ear. I smiled over to him quickly and he looked down cutely and pushed a curl out of his eye.
I got a notification from twitter that Harry had tagged me in a tweet.
@Harry_Styles: On the road with @It’sPoppy she’s stolen my keys :o
I drove the rest of the way to Harry’s house with the help of his directions to the calming voices of Frank Ocean and Harry singing together.
****
I stopped the car and Harry got out fast and made his way to my door. I got pulled out of my thoughts of if his family would like me in person, by Harry’s hand tapping my shoulder lightly. He helped me out and put his hands on my shoulders.
“You ok Pops?” he asked me staring deep into my eyes with his amazing ones. “Awh Poppy, love, don’t worry their going to love you.” He said wrapping his strong arms around me, I put my arms around his torso, my head coming under his chin, he gave the top of my head a kiss and wrapped his arm around my waist and lead me to the door, I quickly locked the door of the car and resumed my place back at his side, his hand resting on my hipbone making it warm.
“Harry!” His Mum squealed giving him a massive hug.
“Mum, this is Poppy” Harry said smiling down at me
“Poppy it’s so nice to meet you in person” she said giving me a hug.
“You too Mrs Cox”
“Oh darling, call me Anne, gosh Harry you found a good one” she said smiling at me making me blush. “Let’s get inside” Harry put his arm back around my waist and led me inside.
“You guys got here earlier than I expected” Anne said to us both while boiling the kettle.
“That’s only because Poppy sped” Harry said while giving me a look.
“Oh that reminds me Harry here’s your keys”
“Wow Harry you actually shared your car, I’m surprised” his Mum said passing over the tea to us.
“Hey! I share my car!” Harry complained.
“Hey Harry, can I borrow your car?” I saw Gemma walk down the stairs, being a directioner I’d have to admit I was a bit excited.
“God no!” he said looking at her like she was crazy.
“Point proven” she said smirking back at him “I’m Gemma by the way” she said giving a little wave and taking a sip out of Harry’s cup, Harry trying to pull it away from her.
“Hi, I’m Poppy” I said giggling at the siblings. Anne looked at me with a bland expression and shook her head.
****
Harry and I were spread out over his bedroom floor, me still laughing at his dorky posters reminding me of my best friend Emily who was a super geek.
“Poppy you seriously still are not laughing at my posters, you’re making me self-conscious, I’ll take them down.” He said pretended getting up.
“Noooo… I think they’re cute” I said giggling and rolling over onto my side so I was looking down at Harry who was trying to blow his curls out of his eyes. I reached forward brushing my hand through his hair pushing it out of his eyes. He got up on his elbows, bringing his face closer to mine, his minty breath fanning over my face. I closed my eyes and brought my lips down to his slowly, the skin brushing and then Harry bringing one hand to my face making our lips press harder. I put my legs on either side of Harry’s waist and leant into the kiss more. He lay back down and brought his other hand to the small of my back, my hair in his hair pulling softly making him moan. I felt his tongue slip out and lick painfully slow against my lower lip, I denied his entrance and he groaned. He then slipped his hand from my back to my bum and pinched it making my mouth open and Harry slipping his tongue in, leaving his hand on my butt. I felt him smirk through the kiss when my phone in my front pocket vibrated against Harry’s crotch.
“Whoa” he mumbled against my mouth, both of us pulling away. Both of us checked our phones and we both had a notification from his sister on twitter. I opened it up and saw that a picture was attached.
“Harry, I think I know what this is” he looked at me and nodded. I opened the tweet to find a photo of me on top of Harry his hand on my back and his hand in my hair us kissing deeply. We could both hear giggling coming from downstairs from his mother and sister.
“Well there’s not much we can do now, 2000 people have already retweeted it” Harry said looking at me apologetically.
“It’s ok Harry, really” I said awkwardly back since I had no idea on what we were now.
So Harry’s over…again. Mum practically treats him like her own son, she feels bad that he’s far away from home so she’s stepped up to be Mum number 2. Harry thinks that’s just great, free food whenever he wants, internet, shower and a bed. He hasn’t actually left for 3 days. Were still no more than friends, though we do share the bed since I’m too stubborn to leave it and Harry has my Mum wrapped around his little finger. Our Mums have become good friends and talk over the phone nearly every day; I have a sneaky suspicion that there trying to set us up. In a couple of hours Harry’s taking me with him up to his Mum’s place, I’m going to meet his family. I’m so nervous, though I think I’m ok at the moment in Harry’s arms cuddled up together on the couch as he giggles along with some kids cartoon. I think I’ve said the word Mum too many times in this entry.
-Poppy.xx
“POPPY ARE YOU READY?” Harry shouts from downstairs, I’m currently trying to find my favourite red lipstick of mine to put on before we start driving to Harry’s Mums place. I hear a knock on the side of the wall behind me. I turn around and there Harry is standing there at the bathroom door with the lipstick in his hand.
“Poppy, I found your lipstick and hurry up we’re going to miss Christmas with the pace you’re going at.”
“Urgh, I’m going as fast as I can, I have to look presentable, first impression is everything and if I look like a hobo you’re Mums going to chuck me out.” He just laughed and picked up my suitcase for me and guided me downstairs with his warm hand on my lower back. In reality I did want to look good, but more for Harry. He was being cautious, trying to fix his reputation with the public and he didn’t want to wreck our friendship.
Harry was wearing his usual get up with skinny jeans, t-shirt and beanie with a jumper, and I was wearing jeans and a sweater with some plain black heels http://weheartit.com/entry/35361013/via/Danielledalles .
I walked into the kitchen Harry following me searching for my Mum.
“Oh yes Anne, they should be on their way soon, but I have to email you those photos” she was sitting on the bench by the phone with her mobile in her hand.
“Urh Mum what photos?”
“Nothing” she said quickly, putting her IPhone behind her.
“Uhm well were on our way out, just coming to say goodbye.
****
“Harry, wasn’t Mum acting suspicious” I asked him
“Yeah, just a bit, what photos was she talking about to my mum?”
“I have no idea, but we’re going to find out Harry”
We’ve been driving for about an hour and a half and I was getting hungry.
“Haaaaaaarrrrrrry” I whined.
“Yes what do you want?” he said back to me letting out a sigh.
“Uhm, how bout we stop at this service station coming up and get some crisps or something” I said while looking at him with puppy dog eyes and using my pointer finger to draw light circles on his hand that was on the gear stick. He sucked in a breath as my hand moved down to his knee and parked the car next to the store.
“Poppy what do you think you’re doing?” he said grabbing my hand smirking. He got out of the car and came and helped me out of my side.
“Gosh I love this car Harry, but it’s so hard to get out of.” I loved the mustang he owned and had begged him for ages to let me drive it.
*after getting sweets*
“Can I please driveeee?”
“No, my car.” I pouted my lips “Urgh you’re really annoying today Poppy but I can’t say no to you.”
“Yay” I cheered and gave him at massive hug. Our bodies were pressed close, my arms around his neck and head resting on his chest. He wound his arms around my waist resting his abnormally big hands on my lower back his fingertips playing with the material at the end of my sweater. He snuggled his head into my neck and gave the skin there a soft kiss.
We heard the snap of a camera and pulled away, of course paparazzi were following us; sometime they follow me by myself, when really I’m just a normal person who happens to be friends with a worldwide famous boy band member.
Harry grabbed his keys from his back pocket and put his hand on my back leading me to the driver’s seat. Looking back over his shoulder to the paps and huffing then opening the door for me. I hopped in excitedly and tooted the horn to make Harry hurry up. When he eventually got in the car I revved the engine and pulled out to the main road and sped up.
“Woooooo” I cheered, still speeding.
“Jesus Poppy slow down you’re going to kill us and wreck my car” I slowed down slightly to avoid Harry having a heart attack.
“Feed me Sir Harold” I said
“There are so many things wrong in that sentence” he looked at me with a bland expression.
“One, I will not feed you” he continued. “Two” he said lifting up another finger “my name is Harry, NOT Harold”. He said grabbing a chip out of the bag and lifting it to my mouth. I happily opened my mouth and ate the chip.
“Thanks…Harold” I said giggling. “I knew you would end up feeding me, since you wouldn’t want this lovely car to be smashed”
“Stop calling me Harold, Poppy!” he complained acting like a 3 year old, crossing his arms and leaning his head against the car window.
“Awhhh my wittle Hawwy is upset” I said in a baby voice “Does Harry want to listen to some music with Poppy?” I asked. He made a little humph noise and I grabbed my phone from under my leg and passed it to Harry. He got out some earphones and gently put the right one in my ear. I smiled over to him quickly and he looked down cutely and pushed a curl out of his eye.
I got a notification from twitter that Harry had tagged me in a tweet.
@Harry_Styles: On the road with @It’sPoppy she’s stolen my keys :o
I drove the rest of the way to Harry’s house with the help of his directions to the calming voices of Frank Ocean and Harry singing together.
****
I stopped the car and Harry got out fast and made his way to my door. I got pulled out of my thoughts of if his family would like me in person, by Harry’s hand tapping my shoulder lightly. He helped me out and put his hands on my shoulders.
“You ok Pops?” he asked me staring deep into my eyes with his amazing ones. “Awh Poppy, love, don’t worry their going to love you.” He said wrapping his strong arms around me, I put my arms around his torso, my head coming under his chin, he gave the top of my head a kiss and wrapped his arm around my waist and lead me to the door, I quickly locked the door of the car and resumed my place back at his side, his hand resting on my hipbone making it warm.
“Harry!” His Mum squealed giving him a massive hug.
“Mum, this is Poppy” Harry said smiling down at me
“Poppy it’s so nice to meet you in person” she said giving me a hug.
“You too Mrs Cox”
“Oh darling, call me Anne, gosh Harry you found a good one” she said smiling at me making me blush. “Let’s get inside” Harry put his arm back around my waist and led me inside.
“You guys got here earlier than I expected” Anne said to us both while boiling the kettle.
“That’s only because Poppy sped” Harry said while giving me a look.
“Oh that reminds me Harry here’s your keys”
“Wow Harry you actually shared your car, I’m surprised” his Mum said passing over the tea to us.
“Hey! I share my car!” Harry complained.
“Hey Harry, can I borrow your car?” I saw Gemma walk down the stairs, being a directioner I’d have to admit I was a bit excited.
“God no!” he said looking at her like she was crazy.
“Point proven” she said smirking back at him “I’m Gemma by the way” she said giving a little wave and taking a sip out of Harry’s cup, Harry trying to pull it away from her.
“Hi, I’m Poppy” I said giggling at the siblings. Anne looked at me with a bland expression and shook her head.
****
Harry and I were spread out over his bedroom floor, me still laughing at his dorky posters reminding me of my best friend Emily who was a super geek.
“Poppy you seriously still are not laughing at my posters, you’re making me self-conscious, I’ll take them down.” He said pretended getting up.
“Noooo… I think they’re cute” I said giggling and rolling over onto my side so I was looking down at Harry who was trying to blow his curls out of his eyes. I reached forward brushing my hand through his hair pushing it out of his eyes. He got up on his elbows, bringing his face closer to mine, his minty breath fanning over my face. I closed my eyes and brought my lips down to his slowly, the skin brushing and then Harry bringing one hand to my face making our lips press harder. I put my legs on either side of Harry’s waist and leant into the kiss more. He lay back down and brought his other hand to the small of my back, my hair in his hair pulling softly making him moan. I felt his tongue slip out and lick painfully slow against my lower lip, I denied his entrance and he groaned. He then slipped his hand from my back to my bum and pinched it making my mouth open and Harry slipping his tongue in, leaving his hand on my butt. I felt him smirk through the kiss when my phone in my front pocket vibrated against Harry’s crotch.
“Whoa” he mumbled against my mouth, both of us pulling away. Both of us checked our phones and we both had a notification from his sister on twitter. I opened it up and saw that a picture was attached.
“Harry, I think I know what this is” he looked at me and nodded. I opened the tweet to find a photo of me on top of Harry his hand on my back and his hand in my hair us kissing deeply. We could both hear giggling coming from downstairs from his mother and sister.
“Well there’s not much we can do now, 2000 people have already retweeted it” Harry said looking at me apologetically.
“It’s ok Harry, really” I said awkwardly back since I had no idea on what we were now.
Notes
ending on a bit of a sad note there... grr evil me, to be honest i actually feel the awkwardness radiating from them.. i dont know where to continue after this ahah but i will so no need to worry. xx have a great day/nightfollow me on twitter @1Dtoaustralia1 :) tweet me cheese to see who actually reads this??
7/3/13