We Part Only to Meet Again

“You look beautiful” Harry complimented me abruptly after about ten minutes of awkward silence

“I mean you always look beautiful” he quickly added “you always do”

I nodded, sending him a small smile before turning my attention back to the window. I in a way, do feel bad

for being angry at him; its two days from Christmas and I barely even look at him. I don’t want to be angry

at him. What he said really just threw a fist in my direction and shocked me.

Paul pulled the car over and Oliver waved happily before entering the warm car.

He pulled me into his arms, making me finally crack a genuine smile “how’s my baby sister?” he asked,

planting a wet kiss on my cheek. I pulled hair behind my ear and smiled the best I could “I’m alright” I

breathed. His eyes squinted for a moment and his head bobbed up slowly

“That’s good to hear” he smiled “and you? Harry, how have you been?”

“I’m okay” Harry tightened his lips as Oliver continued to stare at him, clearly making him uncomfortable

“You sure? You look a bit down” Oliver pushed, Harry turned to me with hopeless look etched over his face

“well?” Oliver’s smirk grew as he sat between Harry and I “whatever’s the matter you should really, and I

mean really fix it up before someone, or even yourself gets hurt” he pursed his lips and patted Harry's

shoulder, climbing over him to get out of the truck as we arrived at Nandos.“This should be interesting”

Louis huffed.

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I listened to the woman singing on the stage in content while the boys chatted on about Louis’ oncoming

sports events; he’s playing football with a team I can’t remember the name of right now. The elated

sound in his voice explains how ready he is to play. I’m glad he’s doing something he’s into besides being

in the band and it also a good thing right now because everyone including Harry and Oliver seemed to

have loosened up and are laughing with each other instead of the prior tension when we walked in. the

woman’s voice was calming and soft as she sung the classic “For Sentimental Reasons” I didn't know

they had open mic at Nandos. I began imaging myself on that stage as if I were a professional, singing for

people around the world. I mean, I think I had pretty good first performance on the talk show tonight

seeing that I got a standing ovation. But I don’t want to be as famous as the boys. Never. I want to be

the type that’s known for a calming demeanor and having small shows in bookstores and gardens. I want

to have a debut on Mahogany sessions. That’s I want. I turned back to the table after she stepped off the

stage to see the boys still munching on wings and drinking beers “you should go up there” I turned to

Harry with curved brows, he chuckled and set his glass down “I saw you watching the whole time, spots

empty now, so why not?” he suggested with a small smile. I looked back to the stage, it was empty now

and a man was calling for anyone willing to sing. In a sloppy lunge Harry waved his hands in the air “SHE

WANTS TO HAVE A GO” He shouted pointing down at me “alright then, come on up, love” the man said

cheerfully. I looked to Harry with a scowl before I turned to the man with a smile “wait” Harry pulled me

back lightly before I continued to walk “don’t be upset, you’ll do amazing” he said then before I could

even think he placed his lips tenderly to mine. I wasn't angry about it either, when he kisses me I implode

with warmth in my cheeks and a dazed mind, he knows how to unravel me and I’m glad he took the

chance knowing that we aren't on such good terms and by the cheeky smirk played on his lips he knows

what he does to me.

I tried to hide my smile as his soft eyes kept focus on me “I’m sorry” he whispered so that our friends

couldn't hear us “talk later?” I nodded my head and smiled before making my way to the stage, grabbing

the mic from the man. “What are you singing for us, love” I looked to the him, noticing how young he

actually was, about the same age as Louis; he’s quite good looking as well. I shrugged “I can’t think of

anything, my minds gone blank” I giggled “would you like suggestions?” he asked nicely “yeah, sure” I

smiled “WELL! Audience, what do you wanna hear from this beauty?” he howled ecstatically. A small girl

quickly ran up to the stage and beckoned me down to her with her small hands, I leveled down to her

and she held my head while she spoke into my ear “my mummy and daddy want to you to sing I’d

rather go blind” she giggled pointing to her parents in a near booth, I waved over to them and they

grinned “well looks like that’s what I’ll do, beautiful” I said smiling as I began to stand “wait, wait!” she

giggled, Flailing her tiny arms about. I came back down to her level and she placed a kiss on my cheek

before shyly running back to her parents. Everyone awed and I stood back to the stage with a wide grin

“I’d rather go blind” I nodded to the man “alright, start when you’d like” he said stepping to the side. “I’m

Kitt O'Halloran and this is I’d rather go blind” I announced, the boys howled from the booth making me

blush as I sat at the keyboard. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jcJP8vpKcmw)

“Something told me it was over
When I saw you and her talkin'
Something deep down in my soul said, 'Cry, girl'
When I saw you and that girl walkin' around

Whoo, I would rather, I would rather go blind, boy
Then to see you walk away from me, child, no

Whoo, so you see, I love you so much
That I don't wanna watch you leave me, baby
Most of all, I just don't, I just don't wanna be free, no”

People stood to their feet and howled; especially the boys and I smiled softly as I continued the song.

“Whoo, whoo, I was just, I was just, I was just
Sittin here thinkin', of your kiss and your warm embrace, yeah
When the reflection in the glass that I held to my lips now, baby
Revealed the tears that was on my face, yeah

Whoo and baby, baby, I'd rather, I'd rather be blind, boy
Then to see you walk away, see you walk away from me, yeah
Whoo, baby, baby, baby, I'd rather be blind.”

I pushed a random key at the end of the song and stood to wave at the cheering people “thank you” I

repeated into the microphone about three times before I walked back to the table to be greeted by my

brother’s embrace. “Brilliant!” he said shaking my shoulders making me giggle “thank you” I sat back in

between Harry and Oliver. Harry placed a soft kiss to my temple and lazed an arm over my shoulders,

lacing his hand with mine “I swear you’re an Angel” he blushed cutely, shaking his head. As we finished up

our meal it seemed the restaurant grew louder and many people took pictures of and with the boys and

me, and when others left they made sure to wave goodbye with wide grins. All of this left the newcomers

confused as they were seated at their tables. It was actually really funny to see their lost expression as

they watched people flock to our table, but some not because obviously One Direction is here and a lot of

them noticed so probably thought it was the cause of all the commotion. It was but also me as well… I

think. Not to sound bigheaded though. All of the attention didn't really really bother us, the boys seemed

more than happy to sign autographs and take pictures with the many people. Even I got asked to take a

few pictures. I guess we are all just in a good mood tonight, with Louis’ football games and also

probably because how surprisingly well that interview went. Not much was asked about what was going

on between Harry and me outside of the hotel about two nights ago. Actually, it wasn't even brought up.

Hopefully it stays that way if I ever do get invited to a show again, I don’t really want to share our and

even my own personal life with strangers around the world. I don’t even react well with my own “drama”

so I’d be dumb as shit to think a bunch of screaming fans could handle it properly.

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I sat on the counter as Harry set a kettle on the stove “Love you too” I said before ending the call with

Oliver. It’s the night before Christmas and we were just talking about how to go about it since he has to

leave early that day, and I suppose so do we because of school. Weirdly being in London and sharing this

room with Harry for the most and rest of this holiday made me have a feeling that this is real, in means of

actually living here in London and the hotel room being Harry and I’s flat to ourselves. I guess a lot has

happened and I've gotten used to coming to it for the past few weeks instead of my own home which

I’m dreading going back to. “What are you thinking?” Harry asked, putting his palms on either side of the

counter and nuzzled my neck before planting a kiss to my lips “Christmas” I said honestly “we only have

day left so I feel like it will be rushed, and I don’t want that” I pouted “then let’s not go back” he said lifting

me off the counter. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his shoulders. I know Harry

and I are acting like nothing happened, the fight I mean. Trust me I didn't forget, but after last night I feel

a lot happier. Christmas is tomorrow and I don’t want to ruin it by fighting with him again. “We can’t do

that” I giggled “who says” he said as he began to leave wet kisses along my shoulder and up my neck

“well, we have school and unlike you I can’t afford dropping out” I said, sounding unfazed by his affection

when really I was crumbling inside. His lips stopped beneath my ear and he slowly faced me again; he

stared at me in thought and I tilted my head awaiting a reply “well?” I huffed, he placed a quick kiss to my

lips and grinned “live here in London with me, we could get a flat and you could finish school here” he

piped. I threw my head back and let out a loud grunt. Although it sounds like a good plan for my dreamy

side, in reality how am I supposed to up and leave the place I grew up in and also leave friends behind to

live here? He chuckled and kissed up my neck and placed me on the bed, lying on top of me. His hands

stroked the sides of my head as he looked into my eyes “and we could get a kitten, build forts to watch

movies under, I could kiss you when you have bad dreams, hold you when its cold outside and the

heater breaks” his list went on and left a giddy feeling inside after every idea. “Felix?” he smiled “yes?” He

rolled over so that he was beside me and pulled me to his side, still facing me. “I’m sorry. Assuming you

were cheating and all” his brows curved in and scratched his temple nervously “I’m so stupid” he sighed. I

looked at him with a sad smile and crawled on top of him “shhh” I cooed, kissing him “it’s over, okay? I’m

sorry too. It really did seem like it didn't it?” he nodded “but I didn't and I never will?” I grumbled, feeling a

wave of hurt “I mean, what am I supposed to tell Evan? I've ignored him for the past week because I was

afraid you’d think I left you for him. When I would never fucking do that” I felt a warm tear slip and

couldn't control my face from welling up. He shook his head and rubbed my back “I wouldn't do that,

Harry” I cried “I know. I just got worked up and assumed because you kept leaving. I have to remember

that not every guy is after you” he chuckled at the end, sobering is weary look “and that guys and girls

can be friends” I rolled my eyes. He laughed loudly and pulled me closer “I have to make it up to you.

Spend Christmas with my family? We could share gifts here with Oliver and the boys just in time for him

to catch is flight and for the boys to visit their families. Next day we leave” my face heated at his question,

everything else he said wavered into a blur. He wants me to meet his family. Me. I nodded my head

“sounds like a plan” he grinned and held me close. “You really want to meet my family?” he asked

sounding surprised “the real questions is if you want ME to meet your family?” I laughed covering my

face.

He chuckled and sat up with me on his lap “yes, I’m ready for them to meet you” he said, placing me on

the bed and going to take the kettle off the stove. “Mum called the night of the interview and said she

wanted to meet you” he shrugged, coming back in with two mugs of tea “really?” I asked shocked

“mhm” he grinned and stirred his tea “she said you’re beautiful and your voice is God sent” he chuckled,

putting the spoon on the nightstand and rested his back on the headboard. I carefully crawled beside him

with my mug and rested my head on his shoulder “do you think she’ll like me?” I spoke lowly feeling a bit

tired “she will” he nodded, looking down to me with an attentive expression “I promise” he smiled and

took my nearly empty mug placing it beside his on the nightstand before turning the lights out and

relaxing beneath the blankets. I nodded even though he can’t see me through the dark “I hope” I sighed

cuddling into his side “I've never done this before” he said before lacing our fingers together “me neither”

I laughed.

“I've never gotten too far with anyone. Getting to this point I mean. You’re okay with me meeting your

mum now” I mumbled. Relationship wise I have never even gotten to the point of having a serious

boyfriend besides maybe Kieran but we all know that didn't turn out well. To be honest I never really

thought I’d be here with someone like Harry, talking about seeing his family for Christmas; it’s kind of

scary. I don’t want them to be disappointed at what he brings home to them… some tragic life fuck up

who has nothing to offer. I mean what if they ask about my parents? Daddy’s dead and mummy was a

drunk who went mental and jumped off a bridge? All I've got now is Oliver and the house. We’ll practically

be homeless soon with Oliver and I still being in school, we don’t have any money and even when mum

was here it was hard to keep up with payments. I have nothing. But somehow Harry makes all of those

worry’s go away and so do the boys. Even when I hurt Niall he never gave up on me. They are my best

friends that treat me like I’m a part of them, and no I haven’t forgotten about Kara back home. Speaking

of Kara I should really call her and make plans for when I get back. I looked to see Harry sleeping on my

chest, his soft breathing leaving cold puffs on my skin every so often. I kissed the top of his head and fell

asleep.

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“MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS” I jumped on the bed, waking Harry from his peaceful slumber. He threw a

pillow and I caught it, chucking it at his head “get up!” I screamed and jumped so that his body moved

around “I’m up” he groaned. I bounced onto my side and rolled on his back “shower, it’s almost time for

presents. Everyone’s waiting for us” I giggled only to get an annoyed groan from him “pretty please?” I

pouted, getting up and skipping to the bathroom to turn the water on for him before running back “let’s

go sleepy” I yanked his leg so that half of his body was slung off of the bed. He stood tiredly and sulked

to the bathroom “I would kill you if you weren't my girlfriend” he sighed stepping into the shower “and it

would offend me if you didn't have a nice bum” I stated making him chuckle. A few minutes later he was

done and I was just pulling up my hair, I had already showered earlier this morning and packed our bags

since things will be going really fast today. “Say cheese!” I turned to him and gave a soft smile as he took

the picture “you’re so beautiful” he said, stuffing the phone in his pocket and leaning to kiss my cheek.

“Ready to go?” I grinned, still blushing. He nodded and we grabbed our bags to meet up with the boys

and Oliver.

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“Hey babe” Louis said hugging me as I sat beside him and Harry “hey guys” I smiled. We all chatted

about what we're going to do to have enough time, its settled that three hours is spent together and we’ll

open our gifts and such, drive Oliver to the airport then go our separate ways to families, all ending back

in Aberdeen. “Settled then, yeah? Yeah” I said sarcastically “now, I’m giving the first gift!” I left to the car

and pulled a huge suitcase into the Café “how much did you shop?!” Niall exclaimed making everyone

laugh “enough for all of you” I grinned. I handed the first gift to Zayn and so on, they all opened them

and hugged me one by one “thanks, love” Zayn said kissing my cheek “now it’s our turn” Niall winked.

“I’m her brother. I give her gift first” Oliver chuckled waving his hands in the air “here you are” he said

kissing my cheek, handing me a Led Zeppelin record “oh my God, Oliver. Thank you so much” I said

hugging him tightly “anything for my little sister” he smiled. Everyone awed before showering me with

gifts, mainly clothes. Nine year old me would have hated these but this is fucking free clothes and I love

them (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=113692205) “you guys did amazing for a group of guys” I

giggled “I love them. Thank you.” I smiled. “Looks like I’m up” Harry grinned handing me a small box. I

smiled wide at him before opening to see a key between four necklaces

(http://www.polyvore.com/trinity/set?id=113694021) “you are my wisdom” he said

holding up the elephant “you are what makes me feel free” he held the bird “you've stayed through my

best and worst” he chuckled holding up the ying yang “and lastly, you are more beautiful than the moon

and all the stars”. He placed them back in the box and finally picked up the key “I've already talked with

Oliver about this” he said looking to my brother, sharing a smile with him “I want you to live here with me.

We can finish up this year of college and start new here in London.” He smiled at me and put the key

back in the box, closing it. I was left speechless and it seemed that so were the others besides him and

Oliver, both grinning like idiots. I guess things are okay with them now. “Babe?” he said snapping me out

of my thought, tears welled up in my eyes and the awes came followed by laughing as Harry tried to

comfort me “I don’t know what to say” I croaked with a smile, wiping away the tears “yeah. I mean I do?

I dunno yes!” I scattered for a good answer. This is a big step in life and I have no idea how to respond

except saying yes because yes I want this, that’s all I can muster to think right now. “OH” I froze “almost

forgot” I smiled “I know the gift that was meant for you is kind of shattered now” Harry’s eyes softened

and he began to speak. I waved my hand and took a deep breath “it doesn't matter right now” I said

lifting his chin “here” I handed the book that I originally got him and also a brown leather journal “I just

thought since you liked my dad’s journal id give you one similar to it to put pictures and notes of your

travels and also another for yourself, just to write whatever. Songs or even small thoughts. And I know

it’s not much bu-" I was cut off my Harry's soft lips. We parted slowly and it felt like everyone was

watching and they were, my cheeks are probably cherry red and I can’t even stop smiling “it’s enough

for me. I love you so much” he rasped