This Song Is About You - A Harry Styles story

Rebecca is a teenage girl who can be quite shy and likes to live in her own little nutshell. What will happen when she's dragged on a boring holiday with her Dad?
Maybe it will prove to be quite the opposite of 'boring' when she bumps into the famous band and creates a bond like no other with one of the boys.

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7. Frowns and Sighs

"So this is why you're late?" Louis questioned. I frowned, remembering that Harry said he had to go to work and wouldn't be returning for a few days. I wondered what his 'work' was and why it was taking him away from here... from me.

"Tell Paul I wasn't feeling great and I'll get a taxi to the venue, I'll be there for soundcheck," Harry whispered to Louis.

Louis then picked up the last few suitcases and bags laying beside the stairs before stumbling through the doors, struggling to hold everything. "You really don't know how much I wanted to kiss you," Harry mumbled - taking a close step towards me. My stomach filled with butterflies and my heart began pounding in my chest. He then swept me off my feet and into his arms - running over to the sofa bed in the living room area. He threw me down gently and then kneeled over me. I couldn't help but beam a smile from ear to ear. I tipped my chin up towards his head and I could feel his breath on my lips.


I then paused for a minute, noticing something suspicious at the window. "What's wrong?" Harry asked, noticing the confused expression on my face. "I thought I saw something, someone actually.. never-mind." I said - wrapping my arms around his neck ready for our first kiss. Harry then jumped up off the bed and ran over towards the window. Moment ruined again.

"Did you know who it was?" His voice was panicked.

"It looked like a man, maybe it was just Louis out the back?" I then got up from the sofa bed and approached Harry who was scanning out the window. "Shit!" He mumbled. "Rebecca, I have to go. But I'll drop by on the way home tonight before we leave. I'll try and come back here in a few days, how long are you staying with your dad? Please don't say you're going home next week.." He sounded worried.

"No, we're here for the Summer. I'll miss you," I raised my hand to his cheek and smiled. He walked out of the empty house with me, closed the door and turned the key.

He then pulled me in for a hug and hurried off to catch up with Louis who still hadn't left yet. I watched as the shiny black range rover sped off out onto the main road, sighing on the inside and out.

I decided to take a walk along the beach before returning home, I couldn't help but smirk every time I thought of my time with Harry. Back at home I never had attention from a boy like him. He was so lovely to me and the fact that he was gorgeous was a bonus. I hoped I would see him again soon.

My train of thought was soon interrupted as I spotted a man over at the pier. It clicked with me immediately that he was the same man from earlier when I was lying on the sofa bed with Harry. He was holding a camera and it appeared as if he was taking snaps of the ocean view. I quickly turned around and headed back in the direction of my holiday home, afraid to see myself appearing in a Holiday Magazine or in the background of somebody's ocean canvas picture on their fireplace. I laughed at the thought of it.

I arrived home and went straight up to my bedroom to get dressed for dinner. I threw on my favourite dress, applied makeup and clipped my hair up nicely. I was in a good mood and I actually wanted to put in the effort for once. "Rebecca come downstairs we're leaving now." I heard dad call.

I then heard footsteps and he soon appeared at my door. "Darling, I'm sorry for what happened last night. I'm sorry if I frightened you. It's just, well I've been under a lot of pressure lately. I hadn't seen you all day and we're in a foreign country, I didn't have a clue where'd you be! It won't happen again. I love you."

I was surprised at my dad's rare show of emotion. I pulled him in for a hug and smiled. Maybe things were finally slotting into place. "I love you too dad."

We were soon interrupted by the buzzing sound of my phone on my locker. It was a call from Taylor, but it soon stopped. I took a quick look at the screen before leaving with the family.

Clearly something dramatic was after happening back in England... Whatever it was would have to wait until I got home.
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