Age is just a number (A Harry Styles fanfic)

Bio: hi I'm Brie, if you are wondering yes I'm Louis Tomlinson little sister. This is the first summer I get to stay with him and the rest of One Direction. I miss Lou so much. He's never home anymore so I can't wait to see him.



20. Back with Brie


   ~Brie's POV~        I went on with my life for the next couple of days. Liam went back to London the morning I talked to Harry on the phone. He keeps me up to date on Harry. He's eating  and drinking again, but he's still depressed. All the boys text me a lot too. Niall and I Skyped last night and we played on guitars together. I miss all of them so much, I can't even describe it. It's like someone took a huge chunk of my heart away from me. Harry is the only one that has contacted me at all. Which hurts so bad. Lou said he gave him the note and he read it, so I'm confused. I know I can't get back together with him right now, but can we be best friends again? I'm at like this huge loss for words on that subject. So I sit, alone, in my house all day. I have nothing to do, I finished all the extra summer work. I've read everybody on the required, extra credit, and advanced reading lists for school. I've done everything imaginable, but it's not enough. My guitar is the only thing that really keeps me company. The only thing it can't do is talk to me and tell me everything is going to get better. Like I would believe it anyway. How are things ever going to get better? That's all I really want an answer to, can't somebody tell me? I'm so empty and broken up inside, and I caused some of it. I mean, I left London. I left the boys behind.      "No Brie, it was all for a good reason!" the voice in my head argues.      " Yeah, to save Harry's life. I always have to look out for everyone, and be there for everyone. Why can't someone be here for me!" I yell out loud.      No ones home so it doesn't matter anyway.      " For once in my life can someone ask me how I'm doing. Breaking that's what I'm doing, breaking. I can't be with the boy I love and I'm lonely and depressed, and and, broken."      I curl up in a ball on my bean bag chair. I hug my knees and bring them close to my chest. The tears start to cascade now my cheeks. Why did I have to fall in love with Harry? Why did he have to fall for me? Why can't I be older? Why did all of this have to happen to me? All those questions and more buzz around in my head. Slowly I feel like I can't go on anymore. Like there's nothing left for me on this Earth. Why not just end it all?           ~Harry's POV~     I have a plan. It's risking, it's crazy, but it's for my Brie. The lads went out for the day, I opted on staying home. When all the lads were gone, I went up to my room. I grab a small duffle bag and start to fill it with clothes. If Liam can slip to Doncaster un-noticed so can I. Once I have everything packed, I write a note.       " Lads,  Went to Doncaster, you know why. I guess I'll be there for a few days. I'll try to bring Brie back with me      ~Harry."       I tape it to the mirror by the front door. Zayn will see it and show the rest of the lads. I lock up the front door and get into my car. The ride to the train station went by so slow. Like everytime I was sure I was close, I was further away. Relax, you're just anxious to see Brie. I want to be able to hold her in my arms again. Feel her touch on my skin, get wrapped into her beautiful aroma. I want to be able to kiss her and call her mine. I pull into the train station parking lot twenty minutes later. I waste no time getting a ticket and boarding the train. I make sure to keep my sunglasses and beanie on so I don't get mobbed. That's the last thing I want, people finding out where I'm going. A little girl, about 11 sits down in the seat next to me.       " Hi," she chirps.       " Hello."       She smiles a toothy little smile at me. I return it and pull out my phone. When I unlock it, I stare at my screensaver. It's a picture I took of Brie when we went on the date at the lake. I smile at it remembering that night. I was going to tell her that I loved her, but I chickened out. I wasn't sure if I was rushing it, or if she wouldn't say it back. I was just to nervous and scared.       " She's pretty, your girlfriend?" the girl asks.       " Thank you. And yes, I'm going to visit her."       " That's sweet. I'm Pippy by the way."       " Harry." I hold out my hand and she shakes it.       " You wouldn't happen to be Harry Styles would you? I promise I won't tell," she whispers.       " Yeah."       " I'm a huge fan, I love all of you," she gushes.       " Thank you. If you want, we can take a picture."       " I'd love that!"       She pulls out a digital camera from her bag. I hold it out in front of us and snap a few pictures. We did a couple of different poses, and faces. It was all fun, it lifted my spirits a bit. I signed a few things for her and she was so happy. Making her smile made me feel really good inside, I love all of our fans so much. The rest of the trip just sort of flew by. But it's funny because we aren't flying we're rolling. The next thing I knew, the train pulled into the station in Doncaster. I gave Pippy and hug and thanked her for her company.       " She's really lucky, you know."       " I'm just as lucky to have her. I can't imagine life without her."       " Aww, that's so sweet. Well goodbye Harry, thanks for everything."       " You too."       We hugged one more time and went our separate ways. I walked out into the parking lot and started to thing up a plan. Okay so I'll take the bus to Brie's house and surprise her. Or Mrs. Tomlinson could just pick me up? Across  the parking lot is Mrs. Tomlinson waving to me. I walk over to her and give her a hug.       "Hello Harry".      " Hi. How did you know I was going to be here?"       " Louis called. I thought you might need a ride," she smiles.       I hug her again and get into the car. She hops back in and starts driving home. It's awkwardly silent, until she breaks the ice.       " She's missed you, you know?"       " I missed her as well."       " Harry she does nothing all day. She has nothing to do. She's so ahead on school work it's not even funny. Then she's slowly losing the interest in her guitar because she plays it so much. She just sits around all day, doing nothing."       " That sounds like exactly what I've been doing without her."       " She needs you Harry, more then she'll ever admit."       " I know, I need her too."       We pull up in front of their house a short while later. Mrs Tomlinson drops me off and goes back to work. I sit down on their front lawn thinking of how to surprise her. Screw it, I can't wait any longer. I stand back up and walk to the door. I set my duffle down next to me and knock on the door. A minute later, my beautiful Brie answers the door. She looked at me with wide, wet eyes. Had she been crying? I grabbed her waist and picked her up spinning her around. She giggled softly. I pulled her into my arms and held her tightly.       " I missed you so much Tommo," I whisper to her.       " I missed my Curly Q too."       I grabbed her face in my hand and smashed my lips into her. Kissing her ever so gently, but passonatley at the same time. She kissed back almost instantly. My heart started melting from the inside out. Did I do it? Did I get my Brie back?   


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