Inseparable

Lana’s POV

“Can we stop at my house? I need to get some new clothes.” I frowned looking down at my sloppy appearance. My mom would be furious if she saw me this way.

He nodded without looking me in the eye and turned on his blinker to change lanes. I slouched down in the seat and looked out the window as the streets of New York passed by.

During the ride, Harry’s hand slipped over the console and found mine. I gave him a quick smile before directing my attention back to the road.

The car soon rolled into the driveway and I grabbed all my stuff out of the backseat. I bid him a short goodbye and headed into the building and upstairs.

“Home sweet home…” I muttered, flipping on the light switch by the door. The apartment instantly lit up and I cringed when I saw that the living room was a complete mess. I ditched my soggy shoes at the front door and threw my bag down on the couch.

I trudged through the apartment trying to clean up a bit. I put my hands on my hips and puffed, blowing a loose strand of hair out of my face. It didn’t look great but it did look better.

I jumped when the sound of my ringtone on my phone went off and echoed through the corridor. I frantically ran over to my bag and fished out my phone on one of the side pockets. I cursed loudly when I saw the number that was on the screen.

“Hey mom.”

It was silent. Then her squeaky voice rang over the other end.

“Hey sweetie. How are you?”

I ran my fingers through my hair. “I’m fine.”

“That’s good. How’s New York? How’s Mark?”

My fingers tightened around the phone and I slowly lowered it from my face. She always thought a lot about Mark. I don’t know if it was whether he was from my hometown or he always kissed up to her.

“He’s fine.” I bit my lip and lied.

“McCray and Drake wanted to say hello. James still isn’t back yet…” She dropped off at James name and the line went dead for a few seconds. James and her haven’t always gotten along. He’s been more into hanging with his friends than with his family. I guess that’s why she shunned me out too.

“Tell them I said hello.”

“So how are you doing?”

“Mom, I really have to go.”

“Well the reason I called is-“

“Can we talk another time? I’m really busy.”

“Well,” She sighed. “Alright. Just call me back as soon as you can.”

“Will do. By mom.” I clicked end before she could respond and threw my phone on the couch angrily. The sound of Harry’s car running drifted up and it dawned on me that he was still waiting.

I ran around my room and grabbed a pile of fresh clothes that looked decent. I was praying that we weren’t going out today. I was still exhausted from earlier today and the talk with my mom drained me out.

I slid on my shoes and went back downstairs.


“Everything okay?” Harry asked when I stepped in the car. I shut the door and clicked my seatbelt before responding.

“Fine.” I tried to give him a convincing smile but it turned out sour. A frown tugged at the corner of his lips but he didn’t push it. Instead he put the car in reverse and pulled out the driveway.

Along the way I finally confided in him about the call. All those emotions bottled up needed to be let out and it felt really well pouring them on Harry. By the time I was finished his eyes were widened and his lips were parted slightly.

I didn’t realize I told him everything. And I mean everything.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize.” He stated. “There’s nothing to be sorry for. I’m glad you trusted me enough to tell me everything.”

We turned down a narrow road and into a dark driveway. Harry rolled down the window and pressed the button on the post while I waited quietly, looking over his shoulder.

“It’s me.” His raspy voice spoke. The gate shifted open and we slowly pushed forward. Soon the car stopped and Harry ran around the front of the car to help me out.

“Thanks.” I mumbled too softly for him to hear. I picked up my folded clothes and followed him up the steps and into the house.

“You’re back!” Louis yelled when we turned on the lights making both of us jump. He was surrounded by everyone else except for Leah who was visiting her parent’s back home.

“Oh jeez guys. You two look like crap.” He joked studying us like a book. I suddenly felt insecure about my clothes and I crept behind Harry to evade their judgmental stares.

“Dude.”

“What?” Louis threw his hands up defensively.

“So?” Eleanor perked up behind him.

“So what?” I asked.

“Are you two-“ She pointed at the two of us with a huge smile across her face.

“What?” I looked up at Harry whose face was hard.

“Good god!” Louis snapped his fingers infront of our faces. “Keep up, will ya? She’s asking if you two nimrods are dating!”

Harry angrily swatted his hand away and I laughed. Our hands locked again like magnets, this time infront of everyone else. Some gasped, some groaned with relief. We haven’t officially talked about it but I was pretty sure that this was happening.

“It’s about damn time!” Niall said loudly while the girls squealed, running over to me. Their massive hug broke me away from Harry and his face scrunched up.

“Well done man.” Louis said in a fatherly tone and patted Harry’s back.

“You know what would make this better?” Niall said.

“BASKETBALL.” Louis yelled. The boys swarmed a reluctant Harry and whisked him out the door. I felt a bit sad seeing him go but his look assured me that we would talk later.

“Upstairs.” Dani pulled on my arm and we walked upstairs followed by Eleanor and Perrie. We stepped in her room and she shut the door.

“What happened? When you left you were avoiding him and then you two come back all lovey-dovey.”

I told them the whole story, including the argument and the kiss. My heart fluttered when the kiss came into discussion and all I could do was smile. The first kiss between us was just a drunken mistake. The most recent one, it was ,well, more passionate.

“Can I go shower now?” I asked. My clothes have dried by now but it still was ugly. I excused myself from their chat and walked over to Harry’s familiar room. I went into the bathroom, stripped all my clothes off, and stepped into the shower.

My heart still ached over the sight of seeing him with Kendall. All these mixed emotions were messing with my head making me believe that I actually have a chance with him. Is it possible to love a celebrity who’s always gone and has girls fawning over him? He acted nice but it won’t be the first time I’m disappointed by someone’s false appearance. I just hope he’ll feel the same way that I feel about him.

I stay in the shower until my fingers are wrinkled.


“Jesus fucking Christ, Harry! You scared the shit out of me!” I yelled when I opened the bathroom door to see Harry standing there causing me to almost jump out of my towel. He just chuckled and backed up slowly as if I was going to snap his neck.

I angrily pushed past him to get my folded clothes off the bed. He plopped down on the bed and watched me intently while I scurried into the bathroom to get dressed. Once I emerged from the bathroom, I sat down beside him and touched his knee gently with my finger.

“We need to talk.” He broke the silence.

I gulped.

“I’m sorry if I offended you about not coming right out and saying that we were dating. I just didn’t know where you stood.”

“It’s fine.” I nudged his shoulder playfully. “You know we still haven’t gone out on a date yet so technically we aren’t dating.”

“Whatever. We couldn’t go on a date for a full year and I would still consider us dating.”

“That’s nice and all but if we go a full year without going on a single date, I’m going to be pissed off.”
He chuckled.

“So tomorrow night me, you date. How’s that sound?”

I put my hand on my heart and act astonished. “Is the Harry Styles asking me on a date?”

“If you’re going to act like that then no.”

“Fine. Let’s see how you like this.” Before I know what’s happening, he’s off the bed and kneeling infront of me. He takes my hand in both of his and kisses the knuckles before bringing it back infront of his face.

“Will the Lana Waters go on a date with me?”

I open my mouth to respond but the door swings open and the whole group and staring at us with their mouths agape.

“Harry what the hell are you doing? Are you proposing?” Louis yelled into the room. He suddenly got off the floor and with so much force, pulled me with him. I stumbled by his side and wrapped my arm around his waist to steady myself.

“I was asking her on a date you asshole. Now can you leave us alone?” Harry snapped. They all backed out and shut the door afraid that we would murder them.

“Now where was I?” He got back into his original position this time me standing up.

“Will you go on a date with me?” He poked his bottom lip out. I did a small curtsy and nodded, blushing.

“Of course!” He jumped up and pulled me in a hug twirling us around. We twirled in the center of the room like idiots smiling our asses off.

Tomorrow night was going to be fun.

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