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THE DEATH OF YOU

Chapter 25

Harry's pov

I watch from the bar the way Cassie is surrounded by her friends. Perrie is holding out her hand while Cassie, Eleanor and Sarah bend heads together to have a better look. I watch Cassie's dimples, the way they have stayed in tack the whole night never once leaving her face, her smile never dimming. Watching her this way makes me smile too.
"That.. that face.. is all you," Zayn claims softly from by my side.
I glance at him before letting my eyes sought Cassie out again.
"She's happy isn't she?" I sigh.
"Haven't seen her wear that bright of a smile since you two left for America," Zayn informs.
"She hasn't had it easy ha? Life wasn't kind to that girl," I whisper.
"Maybe.. If you look at it that way.. I think she was dealt a shitty hand but she has made the most of it.. She could have ended up a different person with a totally different outcome but she did her best and she survived and she pushed forward and look at that smile on her face," Zayn grins.
I slap his back and give his shoulder a shake.
"Look at you mate! Look at your girl over there with her shinny bling.. now that is something.. Though you need to tell her not to smile that wide since she'll out shine that stone," I warn him.
"Smooth mate.. very," Zayn points a finger at me.
"Ed!!!" Suddenly all the girls shout together.
I look up and there he is, with all of his ginger glory.
Zayn and I pace over to the standing crowd.
"All you stunning girls, Perrie love look at that ring! Let me have a look," Ed beckons her over and she moves into his arms for a hug.
Cassie glances up at me and her smile turns even wider.
"You knew didn't you?" She says. I nod, trying to suppress my smirk.
I feel her arms around my torso as she wraps me in a hug.
"Thank you! Thanks for not allowing me to miss this," she says into my chest. I bring my arms around her, placing a palm on top of her head, gliding my fingers over her soft hair.
"I'd never let you miss this for the world," I whisper into her hair before placing a kiss on her forehead.
"Miss Price! You leave that wanker’s arms this instant and move your bum here!" Ed who finally let go of Perrie stands with arms folded over his chest. Cassie lets out a shriek of laughter before leaving me and flying into him. Ed catches my eye over her head and winks at me. I flip him my finger before turning my attention to Perrie.
"Blondie," I cackle.
"Who knew you had it in you Styles," she flashes me a smug smile.
"Had what in me?"
"Convincing that one to give you a chance," she tilts her head in Cassie's direction.
"Charm babe.. it's all about the charm," I tell her.
"I guess so.. maybe your dimples helped slightly.. lucky for you they over ride your crappy personality," she smirks.
"Thank god for that ha?" I ruffle her hair.
"Ok! Leave the hair! It might not be as lushes as your locks but it is dear to my heart!" She pushes away my arm.
"I'm happy for you Perrie.. he's one of the best men I know and one of my best mates and I'm glad he has you," I say seriously.
"Thanks Harry.. It means loads coming from you.. And thank you for bringing Cassie! That truly added happiness to my night," she hugs me tightly.
"She had to be here.. I wouldn't have it any other way," I lay my cheek on top of her head.
"Yo Styles! Your phone won't stop ringing and I am not your damn receptionist!" Louis slams my phone into my arm.
I must have forgotten it on the bar. I am about to reply to him when I notice the caller. Shit.
I let go of Perrie and excuse myself.
I step into the back room and answer.

"Styles, you're a hard guy to get a hold of," the voice says.
"Who is this??" I demand. This is not my American manager's voice.
"I'm the man who lost loads of money because you chickened out on the motorbike race!" The voice shouts.
"What the fuck do you have to do with my race accident?!?" I raise my voice, feeling my anger sizzle underneath my skin. I am no cowered! I do not run from races. I have a perfect explanation to why I never finished that one, and it’s because I spent days unconscious due to a head injury and multiple other injuries.
"Fuck this! I don't have time for your shit," I hiss hanging up on him, and smashing my phone across the room at the wall.

I need air so I make my way out of the storage room and across the dance floor and tables towards the door that will take me out to some fresh air.
I kick at the dirt once I'm out, trying to find a way to release my aggression and hot anger.
I let out a loud growl hoping it will help.
"Harry," a soft hand catches mine. The feeling in my belly, I know who this is straight away. I glance down at her blue worried eyes.
"What's wrong?" She furrows her brows. I feel my shoulders sag. Where do I start? How do I explain this feeling.
"I'm sick of not remembering," I finally say. My voice breaks in the end and I feel my cheeks go hot. I do not cry. I do not blush! What the hell?
"Hey!" She is facing me and she stretches her arm so her fingers can touch my cheek.
"It's alright.. it is coming back.. just give it some more time," she whispers.
"I need it to come back faster," I claim. I feel broken, as if all my energy got sucked out of me leaving a shell of my body.
Suddenly I feel her lips at the corner of my mouth. That feeling pulls me back to reality.
I feel the sensation of her touch run through me down to my toes.
"You remember this.. and that what counts," she whispers.
I move my head so now her lips touch mine. I move my hands to her waist.
She steps closer to me, and I take it as a sign to pull her even closer. I wrap my arms around her as I deepen our kiss. I let my tongue trace over her bottom lip. She opens her mouth and lets me in. I remember her. I remember the way our lips and bodies fit together. How could I ever forget this?
After what seems to be too short of a time she pushes back softly. Her cheeks are flushed and her lips red and puffy from our kissing.
"Sorry.. I got.. lost," she glances up at me. I bring my hand to her throat, cupping it. I let my forehead fall to hers as I catch my breath.
"You should get lost more often," I whisper, letting go of her throat and move my hand to glide down her soft hair.
"This doesn't mean.. it doesn't.. I still want to go slow Harry.. I can't.. I can't get hurt again," she whispers back. Her breath fanning my face, as our heads still rest upon each other.
I nod, making her head nod as well.
"Whatever you need Cassie.. You call the shots," I promise her. As long as I can see her.. And touch her.. And smell her.. She can take all the time she needs.
She takes a step back so she can look at me.
"It'll be alright," she smiles.
"What will?"
"Whatever got you upset and panicked," she explains.
"You're something," I chuckle pulling her into a hug.
She giggles and doesn't pull back which is the world for me.
"Are you happy you came?" I ask in a low soft voice.
"Gosh yes! This was the most fun thing I have done in a long time.. thank you Harry for making me come," she squeezes me slightly.
"So you two are back together ha?" Sarah is marching our way pulling Guy after her.
"The boss says we are taking it slow," I say over Cassie's head.
"This is taking things slow then?" Guy smirks and winks at me. Bloody Israeli, damn well this is slow. If it was up to me she would be moving in with me.
"Anyway man, you left your phone in the storage room.. it got all smashed up though," he hands it out to me. Cassie pulls away a frown on her face.
"How did that happen?"
"No idea.. I'll just get a new on tomorrow," I shrug.
"Cassie ready to call this a night? Guy is taking me home," Sarah informs. Guy pulls her to him, kissing her temple.
"I'm going to get her home," I claim. All heads turn to me and I realize it must have sounded a little obnoxious. "All of her stuff is in my car," I hurry to explain.
"Right.. I'll meet you at home.. Anyway I want to say goodbye to the people inside," Cassie says. Sarah nods and waves goodbye. I bump fists with Guy and they leave.
"They are going strong," Cassie notes.
"He's a good guy that one," I nod.
"Which is something, coming from you," she smirks.
"What is that supposed to mean?!"
"You just don't like too many people that's all," she shrugs. She starts to walk away. I lace my arm around her waist, pulling her to me. "Not so fast! I like people!" I hurry to inform, wrapping myself around her.
"Sure you do," she giggles.
“I like you,” I whisper and kiss her cheek and let her go- though I keep hold of her hand, closing my fingers over her's, keeping them linked.

After all the hugs and goodbye I finally am alone with Cassie, driving her home. She is playing around with the music and it feels so natural, as if we do this all the time, that something inside of me told me we used to.
I park outside her house and turn to look at her.
"This is perfect," I claim in a low voice, it is almost a whisper.
She smiles at me.
"It's like it used to be right? This is what we used to be like.. Together.." I continue.
"Yeah.. You’re slightly nicer to me now though," she laughs softly.
"What does that mean?"
"You yell at me less now.. And give me less orders."
"It's used to order you about?"
"Oh yeah! Everything was an order- Cassie get in, do this, do that, told you not to walk on your own! Things like that," she shrugs.
"You shouldn't walk on your own.. Not a pretty girl like you.."
That rewards me with an eye roll.
"Besides I wasn't as bad as you would like to make me sound.. I bet I was loving and endearing and thoughtful."
"Well yeah.. That too," she sends me a wicked smile.
"You sneaky thing you are.. come here," I pull her closer to me, clicking her seatbelt open to make it easier.
"I should go in," she says and I can tell this caught her by surprise.
"Yeah.." I whisper and then kiss the side of her mouth gently. I linger there smelling her, feeling her. I let her go. She smiles and leaves without another word. I watch her walk away and into her house. I'm about to drive off when I get a call. Shocked my smashed phone still works, I answer.
"Yes?"
"Take this as a warning Mr. Styles.. if you don't race and get me my money back you will be sorry.. starting with that Birdy of yours."
"Who the fuck is this?!?!" I boom. However the call goes dead.

Notes

thoughts?
Also thanks for reading! And welcome all you newbies xx

Comments

@raylee
I started following :)

Allie Miller Allie Miller
9/28/16

@raylee
You are an amazing writer and sad that your stopping :( what is your wattpad name and I'll follow you there too. XoXo


@JasperRenee
Right! I wanna see the wedding too!!!!

Allie Miller Allie Miller
9/21/16

I WANNA SEE THE WEDDING THOUGH!!!

JasperRenee JasperRenee
9/19/16

Fantastic update! Thank god Justin is OK but BOO! For making Cassie cry..

Allie Miller Allie Miller
9/5/16