Key To My Heart

This is a story about a girl named Claire who happens to be best friends with Harry Styles. Deep down inside shes always liked Harry more than a friend. And when they get into an argument he finds himself miserable not being able to talk to his best friend. When its time for him to take on the world tour, lots of unexpected things happen.. and well lets just say... Claire ends up with one of the other boys expect Harry.. and something happens to one of the boys.


11. Its All About Lou


Claire’s Point of View

“Oh thank god he’s alright, is he around? Could I talk to him?”

Zayn hesitates, “He’s with Harry…”

Oddly, it occurred to me the only way I can be with Harry, but not be with him physically is through the boys, evidently leading me to be much, much closer with Zayn.

“Oh.” I flushed, not knowing if this was a good idea.

“Claire, just talk to him, I’m sure he misses you just as much as you miss him.”

I clenched my teeth and gritted, “If he did, he would’ve called.”

Zayn sighed and paused for a moment, “He needs you.”

I closed my eyes briefly, “Give the phone to Harry.”

There was a ruffling of noise momentarily, until I heard his sweet, husky voice.

“Hello? Who is this?”

I gulped in anticipation, “It’s me.” 

“Who exactly is me?” He chuckled, leaving me crimson.

“Claire.” There was a long moment of silence.

“Claire? Is that really you?” His words became softer, making me speechless.


“W— why haven’t you called me?” His voice broke.

“I could say the same.”

“I guess you’re right, where are you right now?”

“Holmes Chapel.”

“I — I can’t believe it, after all this time, it’s you, I’m here, I mean, I’ve just missed you, so much.”

I gulped, tears dripping of my face, he interrupted my crying, “Don’t cry baby.”

“I miss you too.”

“I’m coming, I promise. Just please don’t leave me this time.”

“I — I won’t.” 

“I’m coming.”

He cut the phone and my heart sank, this is what I’ve been waiting for, this is what I’ve always wanted, to just be with him. I sang in cheer, but suddenly stopped in fear, fear of his girlfriend. I can’t just get rid of her, he loves her. I sighed in anxiousness, waiting for him. 


Harry’s Point of View

I knocked nervously on the doctor’s door, hoping he’d be there. “Come in.” He yelled & I walked in. “Oh, Mr. Styles, what can I do for you?” He smiled, “I was just wondering when we could take Lou?” “I was about to come talk to you just about him, Mr. Styles. Your friend seems to have recovered very quickly, but we still need him to be here for about another 2 weeks.” I groaned, “Can’t we shift him to another hospital at home?” He looked at me confused, “Why would you want to do that?” “Our tours been over for a while doctor, we’re all stuck here, & Louis wants to go home too.” “Although I understand your problem Mr. Styles, you shouldn’t be playing with Louis’ life, we’ve removed his kidney, his body needs rest.” “Please doctor.” I begged and he shrugged, “You’ll have to get me to talk to your agency, maybe we can arrange something.” And I nodded, leaving.


Claire’s Point of View

I woke up startled, my phone had been buzzing for the past 10 minutes, yawning I picked it up.


“Hello Claire?”

“Who is this?”


“Oh, hey curly.” I smirked, trying to sound normal.

“I’m super excited to see you, I got Lou to be transferred to a hospital in Cheshire.”

“What? You should’ve just let him stay in the one he’s in, it’s not safe.”

“Oh relax, he’s fine now too, I have the doctor’s reassurance.”

“In that case, oh my god! I’ve been dying to see those curls & cheeky grin.”

“You’re funny.” I could tell he was rolling his eyes & giggled.

“When are you guys coming?”

“Our plane leaves next week, Monday.”

I frowned, that long? “Aw, alright, text me later, I’m gonna shower.”

“Bye, Claire. Love you.”

He cut the phone & my heart melted, he loved me. Obviously not in the same way I loved him, but who cares, it didn’t matter, as long as I knew he cared. I looked up to see Gemma grinning as my expression changed. “You seem fairly amused?” I smirked at her, “Seeing you happy is very filling.” She chuckled, I sighed and grinned to myself again, she sat next to me on my bed, I tensed a bit. “Don’t worry Claire.” She strokes my back softly smiling. “You love him, don’t you?” She asked bluntly, my heart skipped a beat & I stared at her and frowned. How did she know this? 

“Oh don’t give me that face, I know you do, ever since you were little.” I flushed, what was I supposed to say back to her. “He’s a cheeky little boy I must say, but I’m sure once you told him how you feel, little miss blondie will get out of the way.” I looked at her astonished, she wanted me to break them up? I then smiled at her support and hugged her, “I love you Gemma.” 


Harry’s Point of View

I looked outside of plane window, wondering how beautiful it looked, it’s not everyday you’re 3000 feet above the earth. I smiled, a tear cradled the edge of my eye, Zayn squeezed my hand in reassurance.

“You’re okay?” He smiled at me & I nodded slightly at him. “I wonder how Lou’s holding up.” “Well the doctor said he’d personally fly back with him, I’m sure he’s fine.” “At least we know we’re almost home.” Suddenly a huge grin peered on his face, I raised my brow, Zayn, grinning like a school boy? “Why do you look so mused?” I chuckled, “Nothing.” He says, playing with his fingers, “It doesn’t sound like nothing.” “Maybe it isn’t?” I looked at him confused, what was he trying to say? “What do you mean…” “Harry, I — I think I’m in love.” My jaw dropped as I saw his face soften, he stared deeply into the ceiling, never have I seen Zayn so, adorable? 

“Who’s the lucky girl?’ I hit him playfully, “Oh, you know her very well, everyone does.” “Aw come on, I hate guessing games.” We were interrupted by a flight attendant, beaming down at us. “Coffee sir?” “Can I get an orange juice please?” Zayn smiled at her, she nodded and handed her a clear plastic glass. “And you sir?” I shook my head and she carried on.

“It’s … Claire.” He looked back at me and smiled. I gave him a muffled look, Claire? Out of everyone? Did he even know her that well? He frowned at my reaction, “You don’t think she’ll be interested?” I beamed down at my hands and looked back at him, “Of course she will, I mean it’s you.” His face lit up, “I hope so.” “Didn’t think there would be a day where you finally loved someone more than yourself.” I chuckled and he glared at me, “Not funny Styles.” I rolled my eyes and faced outside the window again. 

I went into a deep discussion with myself, Zayn was in love with Claire. My best friend, my childhood friend, my sister. I suddenly became a little overprotective, he better not hurt her, she’s so delicate, so fragile. I smiled as I remembered her rosy cheeks & bright blue eyes. My thoughts were interrupted with someone pulling my hair.

“Ouch!” I looked back and saw Niall looking at me apologetically. “What’s wrong with you Nialler?” I glared at him, “Sorry, just wanted to see if you were alive.” I rolled my eyes, “Alive & well, thanks.” Liam joined in and stood up, “I don’t know about you 3, but I feel terrible about leaving Louis.” My heart sank, oh Louis, please make it home safe. “He’ll be fine Liam, Dr. Fin will accompany him back.” Zayn smiled at Liam & Liam nodded. “I’m excited to be home, but a bit suppressed about the tour being over.” Niall added grinning. “I’m glad we finished it. Imagine if Louis got sick in the middle of it? Things would’ve been so much more difficult.” I sighed and Liam & Niall sat back down.

Zayn looked over at me again, “Don’t mind me invading your privacy or anything, but you’re okay right? I mean with Katrina.” My eyes flustered at the thought, my poor sweet girlfriend. I hadn’t talked to her since I got here, she went back to her parents because I was neglecting her, so much. I shook my head, “I’m a bad boyfriend.” I pouted and he raised his brow, “What’s with everyone and communication problems? I swear Claire wouldn’t talk to you for months, although I kept her nice company.” He winked at me & my mind was invaded with a million questions. Have they been talking this whole time while I was absent from her life? “Thanks.” I muttered and he rolled his eyes, “Is Katrina still in Mexico?” “Yup, after our argument in the hospital she went back to her parents’ house.” “Oh well.” He smirked, and immediately I knew what he was referring too, he always seemed to hate Katrina, I brushed it off and concentrated on getting home.


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