Spencer POV

"No shit! He wouldn't even touch a girl until he was 15!" Harry's uncle had been telling me embarrassing all night.

"You'd never know he was a late bloomer now!" I laughed with the rest of his family.

“Come on Spencer! We don’t wanna know that shit!” Charlie laughed.

“I don’t mean like that! Oh my god!” I laughed hiding my face in my hands.

We were sitting around the fire in Harry’s uncles backyard. Harry was god knows where mingling with the rest of his family he hasn't seen in a while. I was enjoying my time here in England with his family, they were all so welcoming. I had completely forgotten why I was even nervous in the first place.

"What are you lot on about now?" Harry asked joining the circle again. He stood me up and plopped me back down on his lap so we could share the chair I was occupying.

“Your Uncle is just telling me all your secrets.” I giggled.

“Uncle Jay! Come on!” Harry laughed along with us.

“Yeah but Spencer is dishing all your juicy secrets between you two so don’t worry.”

“What?! I’m not doing that Charlie!” I could feel my face turning red.

“Harry, you need to keep it your pants. Goodamn!”

“Charlie!” Alfie shouted. She continued to laugh as Harry whispered into my ear.

“You didn’t say anything did you? That’s the last thing I want me family to know.” He chuckled nervously.

“No, why would I do that?” I shrugged.

“Well you can’t get enough of this dick, so it’s probably all you ever think about. I wouldn’t be surprised.”

“As if that’s the only thing I think about.” I whispered back. “I do think about those fingers a lot too.”

“I’ll show you just how much you like these fingers later.” He growled in my ear. I was glad no one was on the same side of the fire as us. I didn’t need anyone hearing what we were saying.

“Don’t forget your tongue, I love that too.” I placed a sloppy kiss under his ear.

"Look at you two." Lydia, Harry's mom, smiled at us, completely oblivious to what was really going on.

"I'd say they're in love, eh Lyd?" Harry's Uncle Jay said.

"Oh don't I know it Jay." She smiled at us.

I was sitting sideways on Harry's lap, one hand wrapped around his neck, the other intertwined with his. I smiled at him as his family talked about us. I didn't just love Harry anymore, I was in love with him. Sure you might not think it's a huge difference, but it is. I'm in love with Harold Styles.

"You know they're right, I am in love with you." I whispered into his ear.

"Oh yeah?" He smirked up at me.

"I'm completely head over heels in love with you."

"That's a terrifying thought because I'm totally in love with you."

I shifted my weight to face him completely. I placed my hands on either side of his face.

"I love you." I smiled placing a kiss to his lips.

"Love you more." He smiled as well.

"I mean look at them! Looks like you better start planning the wedding!" His Aunt Jeanie laughed.

"Wedding? Not yet Jeanie! Not for a while! We're only 20!" I laughed facing back out to the fire.

"Harry looks put out about that, don't he?" Uncle Jay laughed.

"I think Harold knows where he stands with his bird and he's certainly not marrying her." Alfie added.

I hated that man. I don't understand what I did wrong for him to hate me. I could see him being skeptical of me being an average person, but he should trust his own son. I rolled my eyes.

"We honestly haven't even talked about anything that serious. I mean we're serious but nothing like that. We like what we're doing." Harry rubbed a small circle on my thigh with his thumb. "It's getting late, we had a long drive up here, stressful day. We're gonna get going."

Harry told everyone as he patted my leg to get up.

"Harry don't leave because your dad is a right git." Jeanie said. Jeanie was Alfies sister, so I'm sure she had dealt with a fair share of his bullshit.

"Nah Aunt Jeanie, it's best we go. I'll see you guys soon."

He went around kissing his family one by one. He told his mom and Charlie that he'd see them tomorrow, completely ignoring his family.

"Thanks for having me, I really enjoyed myself." I told his family, receiving hugs from all of them.

Harry and I left hand in hand around the side of the house. We got into the car without sharing a single word. We were about half way back before we said anything.

"Sorry about that asshole I have to call dad." He grabbed my hand from my shaking leg.

"Harry, you didn't think we were going to get married anytime soon. Did you?" I asked, extremely nervous for his answer.

“I mean one day sure, but now? No way, I love you, hell I’m in love with you, but I’m not ready for that.” He rushed all together.

“Why did you seem so upset when I told your Aunt Jeanie not yet?”

“I mean we hadn’t talked about it, and it was just weird hearing you say you don’t want to get married.” He shrugged.

“Harry, I don’t mean ever, I mean within the next couple years. I want to be able to enjoy my youth before getting married and having kids, settling down. I would marry you tomorrow if that’s what meant we stayed together, but I know it’s not. I know what we have doesn’t need to be rushed. I love you, don’t ever forget that.”

“I love you too.” Was all he said, I felt weird talking about marriage so soon into our relationship. We hadn’t even hit 6 full months yet. “We don’t have to talk about this anymore babe, I can see you’re uncomfortable.”

“Sorry, I’m just not ready for that, even talking about it.”

“I still love you.” he kissed the back of my hand. We settled into a comfortable silence, the only sound playing was the radio. I didn’t want to make tonight awkward but I had to make sure we were on the same page. I didn’t need him proposing and having to turn him down. Just as we were about to park in his driveway my phone went off.

“Who’s calling you at this time?” Harry asked. It was almost 1 am, and everyone knew I was in England.

“It’s only like 8 at home. I don’t know.” I said as I dug around my purse in search of my phone.

“That’s weird.”

“What is it?”

“It’s Ella. Hello?” I answered as Harry just stared at me confused, I put her on speaker so Harry could hear.

“Spencer, love, it’s Ella! Ella George!”

“Yes, I know, what’s up?”

“Well I heard you’re in London, and I’m in London! Let’s go out!”

“I’m in Holmes Chapel right now, maybe another night?”

“I’m here for a few more nights, but I’m coming to see the guys play! You’ll be there?!” she slurred.

“Yes, I’ll be there, we can go out after.” I smiled. I liked hanging out with Ella, even if my friends were skeptical.

“Good, see you tomorrow! I love you Spencer!” she mumbled then hung up.

“Seems like a lot of people love you.” Harry laughed.

“I’m a likable person! Aren’t you glad I get along with everyone?”

“Yes, I’m worried though about you and Ella.” He hushed his tone, letting me know he was serious.

“As in like becoming lovers?” I couldn’t help but laugh.

“No Spencer, I’m serious. I’m worried because she’s into some hard shit. I don’t want you to end up like that. She runs with some rough people, trust me. I’ve seen what she can get into.”

“I figured she was into drugs. I could tell from day one.” I shrugged. “Don’t sweat it babe, I’ll be completely fine. I can handle myself.”

“Good, now let’s go inside before my family gets home.” He smirked his famous smirk.

He hopped out of the car and jogged into the house. I gathered my stuff and followed him. By the time I got into his house, he was out of sight. I climbed the stairs hopping to find him in his bedroom. He wasn’t in his bedroom but his clothes were. I heard the shower running from inside the bathroom. I couldn’t help but smile, a shower was exactly what I needed. He was leaning against the counter as he shaved his face.

“How’d you get up here, naked and begin to shave so fast?” I asked.

“Force of habit I guess. I used to do it all the time.” he shrugged.

“Well I’m getting in the shower.” I smiled

“Turned it to where you like it.” I heard him smile as I stepped in.

He was right, it was perfect. God, this kid was way too good for me.

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(Harrys POV)

I was back into reality after spending two great days home. My family just loved her to death, except dad. I don’t understand why he couldn’t be happy for me. I had never felt like this about a girl before. I figured after spending two days with Spencer his opinion would change. It didn’t.

“Fuck, I keep forgetting it.” I mumbled as we attempted to sound check. “What was it again?”

“Bloke, what’s wrong?” Louis asked pulling me aside.

“I’m just tired and worried about Spencer.” I shrugged.

“What do you mean?” he questioned sitting down in the front row of chairs.

“Well Ella called her the other night and asked her to go out after the show tonight.”

“So? She’s gone out with her before right?”

“Yeah, but she’s been hanging out with her a lot.” I sighed, running a hand through my messy hair.

“Spencer can handle Ella, I doubt she’ll get into anything.”

“I know, I just worry about her.”

“I worry about it when Emily hangs out with Spencer and Ella. So I feel ya.” Lou patted my back.

“So that’s why you’re worried, why are you tired?”

“Didn’t sleep well.” I shrugged not wanting to get into it.

“You spent two days at your parents, yesterday was the first night back in your flat. I know why you’re tired.”

“I mean maybe.” I couldn’t help but smile. “Let’s go wrap this shit up.”

“Finally. Never thought I was gonna get out of here to go eat with ya pussies having heart to hearts.” Niall laughed.

“Fuck off wanker. You’d understand if you had a girlfriend.” Louis shot back.

“Don’t need a girlfriend to be tired at an early sound check.” Zayn joined in.

“You saying you got laid last night?” I laughed at Zayns random conquests. He was honestly worse than I was, he just never got caught. Plus he never went out with people as famous as the girls I did.

“Maybe, maybe not. A gentleman never kisses and tells.” He winked, letting us all know he in fact did get laid.

“I’m the only one not getting any!?” Niall cried out. “Not fair at all.”

“At least you have food mate.” Liam laughed.

There’s no one else that I’d rather be on tour with. These losers weren’t just my band mates anymore, they’re my brothers.

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(Spencer POV)

“Oh my god, that was so fun!” I giggled as Ella helped me off the table.

We were out at some club of Ella’s choice, I had asked Harry to come but he declined. I was sad, but quickly forgot that once I started to drink.

“I’m so glad we’re having a girls night!” she rambled into my ear. “Let’s dance more.”

We danced for what seemed like all night. I don’t know why my friends are so harsh on her, she’s a great person. I loved hanging out with her. She made me feel alive and forget the world.

“I’m gonna go have a sit.” She smiled.

“I’m so glad we’re friends Spencer.” She said as we sat down together. “We really just get along perfect.”

“I agree. I’m actually glad Harry introduced us.” I watched as she took out a bag of tiny crystal looking rocks. She picked up her drink and swallowed the tiny bits she had in her palm. This was the first time I had actually witnessed her take the drugs. I was sort of in shock.

“Want some?” she offered.

“What is it?”

“Molly, it’s ridiculously fun.” She smiled.

“Can I die?”

“No way! It makes you feel so great. Like nothing else matters. Just have a drink around.” She smiled.

I think I can actually die from this, but she always seems like she’s having such a good time. One time wouldn’t be so bad. I nodded as she placed a few tiny pieces of the rocks in my hand then a drink. I took them and smiled.

“I’ve only smoked weed before, I’ve never done anything else.” I laughed, feeling the alcohol already in me.

“Give it like 20 minutes, you’ll start to roll and feel so amazing. Take the rest of the bag for later. I can get it easily.”

I nodded shoving the sealed bag with the remaining molly into my back pocket.

“Oh and by the way, when you fuck while tripping it’s the best feeling ever. Take some and then do it with Harry. It will blow your mind.”

“Did you ever love Harry?” I randomly blurted out.

“No offense but I didn’t. He was a good shag really.” She shrugged as if it was no big deal she used him, even though I’m pretty sure he used her as well. “I’m not going to fall into love with anytime soon either. You don’t have worry love!”

“Good.” I laughed as she hugged me. “Dance?”

“Let’s go!”

I was attempting to hail a cab but couldn’t. Ella insisted she drive me home. Reluctantly I agreed. We waited for valet to bring her car around when paparazzi realized she was there.

“Fuck off you bloody twats!” she shouted at them.

“Do you think it’s good to yell at them?” I laughed as we stood arms linked together.

“Most definitely, they’re awful!” she said flicking off towards the cameras. “Why do they think it’s okay to invade my space.”

“Ella! Ella! Look over here.” She whipped us around, arms still connected.

“Hey, screw off wankers, I’m trying to enjoy a nice night out with my best friend and you twats are way to close.”

“Is that Spencer McMichael? Harry Styles girlfriend?” one brave pap asked.

“Yes it’s fucking Spencer McMichael, Harry Styles’ girlfriend. Happy? Get your picture yet?” Ella growled at man.

“What are you lot doing out together?”

“We’re partying like friends do!” she rolled her eyes.

“But you’re Harry’s….” the man started but she cut him off.

“I’m Ella George, Harry Styles ex-girlfriend. She’s Spencer McMichael, Harry Styles current girlfriend. Holy fuck, we can be best fucking friends, it doesn’t matter! We’re mature enough to do it. Now back the fuck out of our space before I make you.”

The man looked at her before taking a couple steps back. Damn, she is scary when she’s tripping. We had only popped the pills about an hour ago and we were both still rolling strong. We had drunk too much and decided we should head out early.

“Miss George. Your car.” the valet handed over her keys. Was I about to let this girl drive me home? Fuck it I was.

Once we had made it out of the crowd of paparazzi we cruised around the streets of London.

“I don’t want to go back yet.” I sighed.

“Trouble in paradise?” she giggled.

“Eh a little. Harry’s just worried about me or something. I don’t know he’s been up my ass.”

“How’d meeting his family go?” she questioned.

“Really good! His mom and sister loved me, his dad though. Different story.”

“Well fuck his dad. I never met him in the year I dated Harry, he never really talked about him.”

“Yeah I guess it’s rough.” I slumped into the passenger seat farther than I already was.

“Well here we are. You can come back to my flat if you’d rather not see Harry.”

“I got to see him at some point tomorrow anyways.” I shrugged hopping out of the car. “Love you girl.”

“Love you more bird.” She laughed as I closed the door.

I entered the building and headed for the stairs. I still had another 2 hours or so left of this feeling. I tried to get into his flat but it was locked. I knocked, no answer. I knocked louder.

“What the fuck?” Harry asked as he flung the door open. “Spencer?”

“Hey baaaabbbeee.” I kissed him.

“You taste like tequila.” He laughed. “Have fun with Ella?”

“Tons, why did you lock the door?”

“I figured you’d go back with her or something. Sorry, habit I guess.”

“It’s okay. I wish you would have come though.” I fake pouted. “I’m gonna go get a shower. Feel free to join me babe.”

I waltzed down the hallway and into his bedroom. I striped down quickly and headed for his bathroom. I turned on the water and slipped in. I laughed at myself. I felt great. I needed to go out more with Ella.


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(Harry POV)

“She practically busted my door down then ran to the shower.” I mumbled. Louis told me to call him when I had heard from Spencer because he knew I would freak out. He offered to stay with me for the night but I didn’t feel like I needed that.

“Is she okay?” he asked, slightly laughing.

“I think? I don’t know. Her clothes are in a heap on my floor.” I began to pick them up to fold them.

“Isn’t that how you like them though?” I could tell he was smirking.

“Yes, but only when I make them come off.” I rolled my eyes. I was folding her jeans when I felt a plastic bag. “What the fuck is this?”

“What’s up mate?”

“Lou, I got to go.”

“You okay?” I heard him asked but he seemed so far away.

“See you tomorrow.” I stood up, hanging up the phone.

I stared at what was in my hand. I thought she could handle herself? What was she doing with this? I knew it was drugs, but not specifically what kind. I couldn’t believe it. Maybe they were Ella’s and she forgot to give them back. I sighed, sitting back down on the edge of my bed. I listened to her singing in the shower. She was definitely drunk; I could taste it when she kissed me. I just prayed there was some explanation to this tiny bag.

Notes

SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO POST! I HAD A CRAZY BUSY WEEKEND. I DIDN'T FORGET ABOUT YOU GUYS!

But anways, I did say Ella could cause some trouble. Spencer thinks it's harmless but what will Harry say?

Let me know what you think! Enjoy!

(PS: I DO NOT LEAN EITHER WAY ON DRUGS. I JUST WANT TO DISCLAIM, I'VE NEVER DONE MOLLY OR ANYTHING SO I WROTE THIS BASED OFF OF WHAT I'VE SEEN AT COLLEGE. ALSO, DRUGS ARE BAD, STAY IN SCHOOL.)