Harry’s POV
It has officially been three hours and she still hasn’t called. We got out of the studio two hours ago, and Zayn still hasn’t gotten back from his “walk” either. Now, I’m panicking. Literally, I’m pacing back and forth in the living room.

“Haz, stop pacing, you’re making me dizzy,” Liam said.

“Yeah, I’m sure she’s fine,” Niall says.

“Fine? Fine! She’s in hiding and you think that everything is fine?” I growled.

“I’ll get it!” Louis called hopping up from his place on the floor.

“Lou, there was no knock at the door,” El said. I glared at them both. “On second thought maybe there was…” She skipped off after him as they went to the door.

I hear the door open anyway and roll my eyes at their child move. A minute goes by, and they still haven’t shut the door, yet they stay completely quiet.

“Oh my gosh! We’re matching!” a girl voice yells from the door, breaking the silence. A few footsteps shuffle before we hear, “And now… I… Can’t. Breathe!”

Liam, Niall, Danielle, Perrie, and I exchange awkward glances of confusion.

“Is it really you? Zayn where did you find her? Where have you been?” I heard Lou throw questions. I guess Zayn is back, but…

“Where is he?” the girl asks.

“Pacing in the living room,” El responds. What? Someone is here to see me. I mean I’m not really in the mood right now…

“Harry!” now the voice is in the same room. I turn to the doorway.

“Harmony?” I gasp. She jumps up into my arms taking me by surprise as I fall to the floor with her on top of me. I relax myself as I return the hug.

“I missed you so much,” she mumbles into my chest. I bring up her face so that it is hovering over mine. I look into her twinkling, big, brown eyes of hers and smile.

“I missed you too,” I returned. I leaned my head up and glanced down at her lips before she closed the remaining space with a long awaited kiss. I slip my tongue into her mouth until-

“Ew. Get a room!”

She giggled as she pulled away from our short make out session. Carefully, she got off of me and reached out a hand to me.

“Harold Edward Styles! When did this happen?!” she shouted staring down at my arm.

“Um… Walls are no match against me?” I stifled a laugh.

She frowned. “Well why did you get purple?”

“Because it’s your favorite color…” I mumble with my head down.

“Aw. You are so telling me what happened later.” She pecked my cheek and went off to hug the remainder of the lot of us.

“So I believe you have a lot of explaining to do,” Perrie smirked as she engulfed Harmony in a huge hug.

“Do I? Hm… I guess you’re going to have to wait until later, because I am starving,” she said.

“Well I guess you can explain over dinner,” Louis announces as he throws Harmony over his shoulder.

“Put me down!” she beats her closed hands against his back and flails her legs to kick his chest, but Louis doesn’t budge.

“Let’s get food!” Niall agrees. “Nando’s!”

“I guess it’s about time for us to eat. To Nando’s then!” Liam said.

“Lou, can you put me down now?” Harmony lifted her head up ever so slightly giving up trying to break free.

“No, I don’t think I can.”

“Lou, leave my girlfriend alone will ya? Go bother Eleanor or something,” I stepped in to the rescue. He huffed before putting her down on the ground. I put my arm around her waist to steady her, but left it there as we walked down the street to Nando’s.

I felt so happy to have her back by my side. There was a sense of warmth and wholeness to it. I felt complete.

~

Later, after we finished, we all went back to the flat. At the moment, everyone is trying to get Harmony to explain why she went missing for a little over a week. I too am curious, but I don’t want to hassle her into talking about it if she isn’t ready.

“Calm down. I’ll tell you, just stop yelling at me,” she pushed away the crowd of people. I walked over from my place at the kitchen island and took a seat next to her. I offered her a small smile and took her hand. She smiled back and took a deep breath before starting.

Harmony’s POV
“It all started when I was walking home from dance. I felt like I was being followed after about ten minutes of walking, so I started to walk faster. Then, I got a bit more suspicious of who was following me, and I started running, but-” I stopped abruptly as I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. My arms flew to clutch my stomach in a secure manner as I let out a small groan.

“Har, are you okay?” Perrie started to panic.

“Cramps!” I got out before running to the bathroom. Periods are a bitch, guys. It’s the truth, and I get the worst of cramps on my time.

When I finished up in the bathroom, I walked back out to the living room where everyone was still sitting with lost faces. I sat down in my same spot next to Harry. I leaned into his chest and pulled my legs close to mine. I closed my eyes and took another deep breath. Harry wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close.

“You okay?” he whispered.

“No, it hurts,” I whined.

“Gosh, Har. I swear you get the worst cramps in the world,” Danielle said.

“No shit Sherlock,” I bitched back.

“Wow, you aren’t exactly the happiest either. What kind of hormones to you have running in there?” El joked. I groaned and buried my head in Harry’s chest as another wave of cramps hit me.

“Maybe we should just wait to hear your story. It’s getting late anyway, and I’m sure you want some rest,” Liam said. Thank you, Daddy Direction. I nodded and heard mostly everyone scuttle off to his or her respective beds.

I kept still not wanting to have any more cramps, but Mother Nature just doesn’t seem to listen anymore. I felt like I was being kicked in the stomach repeatedly, but it wasn’t too bad.

“Why do girls have to go through this?” I complained to whoever was still in the room.

“I don’t get what you girls are complaining about. Sure you have periods, but at least you can have as many orgasms as you want over and over and over-” Louis said, but was cut off by El who smack the back of his head. “OW!”

“Don’t even joke about that. Periods are a bitch, Louis. Girls have it way harder than guys,” El defended.

“Yeah, Lou. Stop being so sexist,” I said.

“Oh really? Cause guys have it much harder than girls.”

“Yeah, have you ever been kicked in the balls? It hurts!” Harry took onto the males’ side.

“Have you ever been hit in the boob?” El threw back a hit.

“That doesn’t hurt!”

“Yes it does!”

The three went into a full on sexist war, and I wasn’t tolerating their loud yelling. Then, the rest of the group came into the room and started yelling at us for yelling. We were having a full on yelling war. It was hella annoying.

I simply stood up, sat crisscross on the ground, and screamed at the top of my lungs. They all stopped and looked at me.

“Alright. I’m going to settle this. Harry, go get your laptop. Everyone else, sit down and shut up!” I commanded. I could hear the guys complaining about me being bossy, but they didn’t dare argue with me.

Harry came back and handed me his Mac. I quickly went to YouTube and searched a video I had seen a view years back. I placed it on the coffee table and hit play. They all gathered around the computer to watch the video while I went to the kitchen I got out a tub of ice cream and a big spoon. I watched them make slight remarks and ha’s throughout the film, but I already knew the outcome of this.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u3iCX8CnmWg

(A/N if you didn’t/can’t watch the video, it’s about an actual convo between a male and female to see who actually has it harder. Girls do have it harder.)

“This world is messed up! Guys have it harder,” Louis denied the true reality.

“Shut up, Lou. Girls obviously have it harder. Didn’t you just watch that video? I can’t even imagine a watermelon coming out of…” Niall shuddered at the thought. I laughed maniacally and continued to fill my craving for ice cream.