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Falling Hard

Back home

My hands were sweaty and my legs weak with nervousness as I sat down on the chair in third row on the plane. It all felt a little all too familiar, like the day that I took my life and moved to England. I remembered how crazy tense I was and now I felt like a totally different person. I think I am in some ways, I've learned a lot in these last couple of months, especially about myself. The biggest difference now, was that I was sitting in first class and that I now was on my way back home. It had been so long since I'd been home, I hadn't visited until now. I knew my parents wasn't too pleased with that, but I hadn't really had the guts to. I don't think I got them now either, but I kind of have to. I had promised everyone, my parents, Anna, Harry... I was thankful that he would be there, because otherwise I would probably never had gotten on this plane.

“Would you like something to drink?” The flight attendant asks as she walk by.

“Some water would be great.” I smile kindly at her before she hands me a bottle and a glass, not a plastic one like they use in coach. I gladly take the water, pouring myself a glass right away, my mouth dry by the nerves.

I can't believe that Harry will meet my parents, I hope that will go well. They seem to be on the same page regarding me, but you never know with parents. I know my parents isn't too thrilled about this celebrity thing and what it does to me. But they know how much I love him.

Everything about being back makes me nervous. My nerves will be tense this whole week. I was going to be home for a week, which was crazy also. The guys was only there for a couple of days, but I had decided to stay a little longer to really be with my parents and to have time to meet some friends and family. It will be a little weird to stay at my parents house, but I will only do that after the guys leave. I want to be with Harry as much as I can before that.

It had been good with us the last week and a half since that horrible thing with Leo happened. Of course it wasn't all good before I would meet him and could make up fully. God I missed him!

I closed my eyes, focusing my mind on Harry. That way I could calm my nerves and long for the flight to land in Sweden. I was a bit nervous for this weekend, my parents was trowing me some kind of birthday party. I didn't even know who they had invited, which made it even worse. I wasn't too keen on celebrating my birthday this year. I took a deep breath before I heard the flight attendance speak up about the plain going to descend. I felt my heart kick up a notch, making my breathing heavier.

As I walked out of the plane my legs were shaking. I saw, and heard, a commotion at the entrance hall. First I wondered what that was about, but then I remembered who my boyfriend was and that they probably were here for me. I hadn't been in the spotlight when I was living here, so it was a bit different now. I guess someone had told them that I was coming today. I so wonder who tattles to these people about my arrival. But why they were so many I had no idea, maybe because I was Swedish? I still can't believe why I'm so interesting, just because I'm dating Harry.

I walked closer, taking a deep breath, Robert and my new bodyguard George were walking beside me. George was a wonderful man in his fifties, with a bald head and broad shoulders. He was very kind and married to a sweet woman named Amelia. Both me and Harry was very pleased with him. I prepared myself for the mob when I all of a sudden realized that they weren't directing their attention towards me. I frowned and ponder who in Sweden would attract that much attention. Then I saw the reason for the mass of people when my eyes met the depth of a couple of green eyes. My heart stopped beating for a second before it started hammering in my chest. I didn't know that he would be here, he had said that we would meet up later.

I begged myself to keep the tears back, which I felt behind my eyelids, as I saw him walk through the sea of people towards me. He had the most wonderful smile across his face as he came over and wrapped his arms around me. I tuned the screaming, voices and all the noise out as I closed my eyes and nuzzled my head into the crack of his neck. He held me tight for a couple of minutes. He then pulled back and looked into my eyes, wiping away a single tear that escaped from my eye.

“Let's go, love.” He said before kissing my temple. I nodded, afraid to say anything. He held his hand at the small of my back as we walked out with our security. He had a car waiting and I crawled into the car, waiting for him to come inside too. The windows was thankfully tinted and as soon as his door closed I threw myself on his lips. I had missed the taste of them for too long now. It didn't take him long to respond to my kiss, he braided his hand in my hair and pressed me harder against him. I stroke my hand against his chest, missing every part of him. He pulled back as the car started driving, he kissed my nose and leaned his forehead against mine.

“I missed you so much.” He said low, looking deep into my eyes. I responded with another kiss, showing him how much I had missed him with my lips and my tongue that stroked the inside of his mouth.

“I didn't know that you would come?” I said after a while, when our lips were disconnected.

“I needed to see you. I just hate that you plane was late, now I don't have that much time.” He said and looked sad, taking my hand in his.

“I know, but I'll see you later?” I smiled up at him as I stroke my hand over his jaw.

“Of course. You're coming after the show right?” He smiled his loveliest smile and I felt the butterflies in my stomach start fluttering.

“Yes, I'll go to my parents right now and then I'll come to the hotel when you've finished.” I say and pull my nails on his chest and his eyes fills with lust.

“You drive me crazy, do you know that?” He say and shakes his head, still smiling.

“I do my best.” I say as I lean forward and plants a kiss on his lips. His hand wraps around my head and holds me there, he forces his tongue inside me and the kiss get heated.

The car stops outside the arena and Harry pulls away and give me a sorrowful expression. His security is waiting outside the car and I hear screams for far away. I know that he doesn't want to leave, I feel the same. I don't want him to go when I finally have him here beside me, but he have to.

“Go.” I whisper and he pecks my lips before opening the door and walks out. I see a mass of fans standing outside the arena, waiting to get a glimpse of one of the guys. Guess this is their lucky day. I sit back in the seat as the car starts moving again. The tension in my body is back. I had relaxed while I was with Harry, but now that I was alone, I didn't feel too good.

It wasn't far to my parents house from the arena and the car soon stopped outside the familiar house. I took a deep breath as I stepped out of the car, my parents running out of the house towards me. The smile on their faces infectious. They gave me a big group hug and I started laughing. My mother pulled away but kept me at arms length.

“Wow, you look to different.” She say and I see her eyes tearing up.

“I look exactly the same.” I laugh at her. She has always been a little overdramatic.

“Well, you have changed in some ways.” She say and hug me closer again. I can't argue with her about that. I have changed since I left. My dad pulls me into a hug too and kisses my cheek.

“We've missed you here.” He say as he steps back.

“I've missed you too dad.” He leads me inside the house and just the smell brings back memories. It's crazy how a smell can get you to think about something special. I walk around the house, just remembering things from my childhood. My parents have lived hear since a couple of years before I was born. They have remodeled and such, but it was basically the same.

“Are you hungry? I have a chicken pie in the oven.” My mom shouts from the kitchen. I walk into the familiar room and feel the smell of my mothers famous pie and my mouth waters.

“Yeah, actually I am.” I say as I sit down on a chair, looking at my mom while she fixes a salad. I was afraid that it would feel weird being back home, but this feels so familiar and it's nice. I realize how much I have missed my parents. Both my mom and dad sits down by the table and my mother puts the pie in the middle. It looks delicious. I haven't really eaten anything today, before I left I was too nervous and on the plane I was nauseated. It felt good to get some food into my system.

“So honey, how are things in England?” My dad ask before taking a bite of his pie.

“It's good. A little empty when the guys aren't there, but it's good.” I smile at him, I know they worry. I am their little girl.

“How long are they going to be away?” My mom ask.

“I don't know exactly, but a couple of months more.” I say and feel my heart ache a little at the thought. I wanted him back soon, I missed our life together.

“But they are here now right? They have been on the news and everything.” My dad says proudly.

“Yeah they are, they're first show is tonight.” I take a bite and feel the taste hit my taste buds and I want to moan, I have missed my mothers cooking.

“You and Anna is going tomorrow?” My mom say before taking more salad.

“Yeah we are. It will be so much fun to see her. We're gonna have dinner before, so I won't be eating here, just so you know.” I eat another piece of pie.

“And you will stay at the hotel with Harry?” My dad ask sounding a little factual and I'm a little shocked that he asked, I know that it's hard when you see your little girl living with a guy, specially one you haven't met. I thought that he would ignore the fact that I'll sleep together with Harry. Guess not.

“Yes.” I say and take sip of my water.

“So how is work?” My dad thankfully changes the subject and the conversation flows on nicely after that. It's hard to really have conversations when they are on the computer, like we have had the last couple of months. It feels so much better to have them on person and it's easier.

We were sitting in the living room and talking, after eating a delicious cake that mom had made. It was soon time for me to go to the hotel, the show would be over soon. I felt my heart kick a couple of beats more over the thought of seeing Harry. I pick up my phone and text Robert that he can come pick me up when he's ready.

“I'm gonna go soon, the car is on the way.” I say to my parents that are seated on the other couch as I get an answer that Robert is on his way.

“Oh, you didn't have to do that, I could have driven you.” My dad says a little disappointed.

“It's fine dad! The bodyguards need to be there when I get to the hotel anyway, fans are lined up outside the hotel.” I say and smile at him, grateful for his offer.

“I can't believe how you can live like that, it's so strange.” My mother mumble, more to herself. I ignore her statement.

“But we'll see both you and Harry on saturday right?” My dad ask, thinking of the party. I had forgotten about that for a minute.

“Yeah, which time should we be there?” I look to my mother that is the one who has planned the thing. They have rented a whole restaurant not too far away from here, it's not a big restaurant, but either way. My mom still won't tell me exactly who's invited, but I'm hoping not too many people.

“Be there at six.” She say and smile before I stand up. I think she is planning something that I might not like, she has that secret smile on. I'm ignoring that, I don't want to hurt her feelings.

“Will do.” I say as I walk towards the door, hearing the car outside.

I hug my parents goodbye before I get into the car and drive of to the hotel. I'm longing to much for Harry. The car ride from the airport was a mean teasing.



Notes

I guess not that many like the story... I'm kind of ignoring that right now. I have some plans for it and will keep writing anyway. Please comment if you like it. It gives me more inspiration to continue writing.

This chapter was pretty uneventful, but I wanted to give you something today and I promise that i will update with a more fun one tomorrow.

Hope you're still with me!

xx.


Comments

Did you make a sequel for this?

Louis_bae Louis_bae
6/30/16

Hey! I am a fanfiction translator! I'm amazed by your story and I really want Russian fans to read an enjoy it too! Would you like to cooperate with me? I would be so greatful. Of course I would give you all the credit!
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SonyaDr SonyaDr
4/25/16

Hej hej igen!
har läst om din historia flera gånger! Men det skulle vara kul om du skrev en uppdaterad "falling hard 2015" eller 2016! Lite mer uppdaterad så du behåller all text men ändrar allting så den är nyare om du förstår! Skulle vara sjukt kul om du orkade/gjorde det! Typ att du beskriver Harry från 2015n Den är fortfarande sjukt populär! Ha det bra :)

I'm addicted to this story!!!!! <3

HazzaBear1234 HazzaBear1234
1/2/16