Loving Him
Chapter 10
Clarence‘s POV
I got Lily to leave after that. She was being awful. I couldn’t tell if she was looking out for me or simply blinded by jealousy that Harry Styles liked me. Was I getting ahead of myself? I flipped my phone around in my hands and scratched the unicorn stickers on the back. I’d had this piece of shit since Grade 8; it was a pink flip phone that still operated. I couldn’t exactly afford a new one, and this did the trick. It buzzed and I jumped, dropping it to the floor. Could it be Harry?
I picked it up from the ground and opened the message. After the painful couple of seconds it took for the text to load a name appeared across the screen. Not Harry. It was Aunty Marg.
I just got the paper, what the hell is going on? You’re on the front cover. I’m unsure whether I should be excited or scared. Please call me now. Marg x
Oh god no. After my parents died, Aunt Margaret had taken me under her wing. It was only two more years till I was my own guardian and I was in a very rebellious stage. She’d stuck with me though. Stayed up late nights worrying where I was. Telling police I’d never do this and that again. Trying to ground me when she found drugs under my bed. I moved out the minute I could and she called me about once a month to check on me. The perks of living away from her meant I could do what I want and date who I wanted, without having to introduce them to her.
I dialled her number.
“Hey Margaret.”
“Hey sugar.” She had a thick, familiar Australian accent, “What’s this about you dating Harry Styles?”
“I met him once and he took me to dinner once and the media have just blown it out of perspective.” I said quickly.
“So it’s all good, you’re not a mistress or anything bad?”
I laughed, “No Marg. I’m not anyone’s mistress.”
“Well good.”
We said our goodbyes and hung up.
Harry‘s POV
“Would it be too soon to call?” I asked Zayn.
He rubbed his chin, “I dunno. How long has it been?”
I counted the hours in my head, “Like three hours.”
Zayn laughed, “Just text her.”
“I’d wait, keep her on her feet.” Louis chimed in.
“You do realise we have to meet her properly? Soon.” Liam added.
“We’ve only been on one date, guys, c’mon.”
Zayn laughed again, harder this time, “And you haven’t shut up about her.”
Louis grabbed my arms and danced with me, singing in a high-pitched voice, “So this is love…”
I shook him off, “It’s weird that you know the lyrics to Cinderella.”
He shrugged, “Eleanor has made me watch it more than once.”
“Ah, the sacrifices we make.” Zayn said.
I was getting impatient, “So should I text or what?”
Niall walked into the room, “Invite her to the concert. We should have an after-party here!”
Liam nodded, “Yeah but we have to check with management. And Paul.”
“Let’s do it.” Louis jumped up, “YAAY!”
I grabbed my phone and sent her: We’re having an after-party after the concert tonight. Want to come? You and Lily can come backstage to our concert and then come back to the hotel with us.
I flicked on the TV and searched for something non One Direction related and waited for her reply.
Clarence’s name appeared on my phone screen with the words, It’ll just be me but I’d love to come :)
I got Lily to leave after that. She was being awful. I couldn’t tell if she was looking out for me or simply blinded by jealousy that Harry Styles liked me. Was I getting ahead of myself? I flipped my phone around in my hands and scratched the unicorn stickers on the back. I’d had this piece of shit since Grade 8; it was a pink flip phone that still operated. I couldn’t exactly afford a new one, and this did the trick. It buzzed and I jumped, dropping it to the floor. Could it be Harry?
I picked it up from the ground and opened the message. After the painful couple of seconds it took for the text to load a name appeared across the screen. Not Harry. It was Aunty Marg.
I just got the paper, what the hell is going on? You’re on the front cover. I’m unsure whether I should be excited or scared. Please call me now. Marg x
Oh god no. After my parents died, Aunt Margaret had taken me under her wing. It was only two more years till I was my own guardian and I was in a very rebellious stage. She’d stuck with me though. Stayed up late nights worrying where I was. Telling police I’d never do this and that again. Trying to ground me when she found drugs under my bed. I moved out the minute I could and she called me about once a month to check on me. The perks of living away from her meant I could do what I want and date who I wanted, without having to introduce them to her.
I dialled her number.
“Hey Margaret.”
“Hey sugar.” She had a thick, familiar Australian accent, “What’s this about you dating Harry Styles?”
“I met him once and he took me to dinner once and the media have just blown it out of perspective.” I said quickly.
“So it’s all good, you’re not a mistress or anything bad?”
I laughed, “No Marg. I’m not anyone’s mistress.”
“Well good.”
We said our goodbyes and hung up.
Harry‘s POV
“Would it be too soon to call?” I asked Zayn.
He rubbed his chin, “I dunno. How long has it been?”
I counted the hours in my head, “Like three hours.”
Zayn laughed, “Just text her.”
“I’d wait, keep her on her feet.” Louis chimed in.
“You do realise we have to meet her properly? Soon.” Liam added.
“We’ve only been on one date, guys, c’mon.”
Zayn laughed again, harder this time, “And you haven’t shut up about her.”
Louis grabbed my arms and danced with me, singing in a high-pitched voice, “So this is love…”
I shook him off, “It’s weird that you know the lyrics to Cinderella.”
He shrugged, “Eleanor has made me watch it more than once.”
“Ah, the sacrifices we make.” Zayn said.
I was getting impatient, “So should I text or what?”
Niall walked into the room, “Invite her to the concert. We should have an after-party here!”
Liam nodded, “Yeah but we have to check with management. And Paul.”
“Let’s do it.” Louis jumped up, “YAAY!”
I grabbed my phone and sent her: We’re having an after-party after the concert tonight. Want to come? You and Lily can come backstage to our concert and then come back to the hotel with us.
I flicked on the TV and searched for something non One Direction related and waited for her reply.
Clarence’s name appeared on my phone screen with the words, It’ll just be me but I’d love to come :)
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10/4/14