"Isn't She Lovely?"

Harry Styles hasn't always made the best life decisions. When a tragic event results in him confronting his past, emotions stir and his life changes drastically. Follow Raegan, Harry's little secret, as she loses her mother and is forced to meet her father for the very first time. Read along as she learns to accept her life with her newly found father, and faces the complications and advantages of living with five young men.


12. "Goodnight, Rae."



Chapter Twelve:

"Goodnight Rae."



I tossed and turned the rest of the night, gettting very little sleep. Each time I would wake up, I would stare at the ceiling and think of some possible explanantion of the night's events. Around six o'clock in the morning, I finally managed to fall asleep. It didn't last long, though, before I was awoken by a loud banging at my door. I rolled to my left to see that it was 8:00 in the morning. I groaned as I pulled myself out of bed and over to the door. I opened the door to find Louis, Niall, and Zayn wearing big smiles. 

"What do you want?" I groaned, rubbing my eyes.

Louis was the first to speak up. "We're going on an adventure." None of their smiles seemed to fade.

"Yeah! So, get ready!" Niall chimed in.

"Is this 'adventure' optional?" I mumbled.

"Nope!" they all said in unison. 

Before I could saying anything else, Zayn began. "We're leaving in about 10 minutes. Just as soon as you, Liam, and Harry get your asses downstairs."

My mind snapped to attention at the sound of Liam. I had managed to forget about him for a whole ten seconds. 

As my mind was once again overcome with thoughts of Liam, Zayn, Niall, and Louis stared at me waiting for a response. 

"Fine..." I murmered, hoping they would leave me alone.

"Great," Louis smirked. "See you in ten." And with that, they all left.

Back inside my room, I dragged myself over to dresser. With one quick look in the mirror, I made the decision I was going no where without a shower. I shot Niall a text, before getting into my angelic shower. Hey. So... It may be 15 minutes. ... or 20. Almost instantly I got a response: HURRY! I replied with a ;) and jumped in the shower. It wasn't long before I had already wasted seven of my ten minutes in the shower. I can't express enough how amazing it is in there. I decided to leave my hair wet, dreading the fact that it would naturally curl itself and resemble Harry's. Realizing I was already 3 mintues over my designated time, I threw on a hoodie and some jeans, and ran downstairs. 

As I entered the living room, I was welcomed by 5 pairs of eyes, all glaring at me. 

"What?" I smirked. "I'm a girl." 

Each of the five pairs rolled their eyes and hurried out the door.

"Just get in the car!" Niall yelled, shoving me out behind the others.

In the car, I was stuck between Niall and Harry. Louis was the leader in this whole expedition, so he drove, while Liam accompanied  him in the passenger's seat. Since the car only had five seats, Zayn voluntarily rode in the open trunk. 

"Where are we going?" I groaned, still grumpy from not getting enough sleep.

"You'll see," Niall smiled.

Within five minutes we were stuck in London traffic. I continued to complain, while the boys ingored me and took part in their own conversations. I then sighed and leaned my head on Niall's shoulder, too tired to give any thought to Harry's opinion. It didn't last long though, before Niall started shaking me and telling me to quit being so lazy. I punched him lightly like I usually did, and almost instantly it turned into a war. Literally seconds after my fist hit Niall's shoulder, he grabbed it and twisted it behind my back. I groaned, not having any strength to fight back, while he sat back and laughed. I could hear Louis laughing from the driver's seat, accompanied by Zayn's in the trunk. 

"Don't break her, Niall!" Zayn yelled, obviously getting to much enjoyment out of my pain.

"She started it!" he said, defending himself.

Glancing up, I could see Harry looking my way. It was very apparent that he didn't find any of this funny. 

As soon as Niall let me go, I immediatly dropped my head back down to his shoulder. This time, he just shook his head. He knew it was useless fighting back. I could feel the car begin to move again, but didn't bother moving my head. Before I knew it, I was out cold.

I was eventually awoken by agressive shaking and continuous yelling. As my body began to wake up and my mind started processessing things again, I realized the car had stopped, and I was being man handled by Niall.

"WHAT?!" I shrieked, opening my eyes. Suddenly all was quite.

"We're here.." Niall mumbled, looking down at his hands. Maybe I over reacted.

I looked around only to see darkness everywhere. "A parking garage?" I said questioningly. "'Our big adventure' is a parking garage?"My question was quickly answered with glares from almost everyone in the car.

"Yes," they all said sarcastically. 

I rolled my eyes, knowing that it wasn't the smartest question.

"Actually," Louis piped up, "The 'big adventure' is out there," he said pointing to an exit.

Just then, everyone began getting out of the vehicle. Without a word, I unbuckled my seatbelt and followed them out. I was welcomed by the extremely bright sun and an massive building in front of me. My eyes followed the large building up and up until they reached it's peak. I could only stand and stare in amazement. 

"You can't live in London, without really seeing it," Harry said, smiling softly. 

"That there, is Big Ben," Zayn added. Obviously I knew what it was, but I decided to keep my mouth shut. 

"Wow," I said, still staring at the fantastic building. 

With that, Louis came up behind me, wrapped his arm around my shoulder and started walking foward. "Well, let's go," he smiled.

That day, the boys had shown me every part of London worth seeing. We had left around 8:30, and had just finished up around 6:45. They showed me everything from "Buckingham Palace" to the best place to eat. Niall had made it clear that Nandos was the place to go. That being said, we decided to go there for dinner. 


You could see the exhaustion on everyone's faces as we settled around a table. It was apparent that they boys hadn't been this busy in a long time. Even, so it looked as if they were all having a great time. 

At the table, I sat in between Niall and Liam. I was surprised when Liam had taken the seat next to me, because he hadn't said more than four words to me all day. Throughout the day he would occasionally whisper some "secret fact" about the places the boys were showing me in my ear, though I'm pretty sure half of them were lies. Other than that, he kept fairly quiet. Niall had come back around, after I apologized for screaming at him, and I spent most the day joking around with him. Louis was a wonderful tour guide, and Zayn was great at being slow. We had to retrace our steps several times to find him, because he would spend 10 extra minutes looking at things, he had already seen a thousand times. Harry would chime in every now and then, helping Louis explain something, but mainly he just chatted quietly with Louis, or made no noise at all. 

Niall and I were still joking around, when the waitress came up to take our order. I let each of the boys go first, before deciding I would just have the famous Peri-Peri chicken. As the waitress left, I turned to talk to Niall again, but was interrupted by Louis. 

"So, how do you like London?" he asked, with a grin.

"It's no Colorado..." I mumbled. His grin began to fade.

"It's better," I smiled. "It's so pretty. I love it." 

As I spoke, everyone's face lit up with a smile.

"That's great!" Louis said.

"I knew you wold like it," Niall smirked. 

"Of course you did," I said rolling my eyes.

Suddenly I felt a hand rest on my knee. Without hesitation, my eyes shot straight to Liam.

"I'm glad you like it, here," he smiled softly. 

"Me too," I said, still surprised. "I guess if I'm going to be forced against my will to live here, I might as well like it," I finished, glancing over at Harry. I watched as Harry's bored, straight face, crept into a small, ornery smile. Liam nodded, and then returned to his conversation he was having with Zayn. It was not until our food came, around 20 minutes later, that Liam finally removed his hand from my knee. 


It was quite the trip across town to get back to the house, not even acknowledging London traffic. I figured we had about a 20 minute trip, maybe even longer, if the traffic was bad. As we got in the car, Harry jumped in the passenger seat, I assumed to continue the on-going conversation he had been having with Louis throughout dinner. Niall and I sat in our original spots, and Liam sat next to me, taking Harry's spot. Within minutes of getting in the car, Zayn was asleep in trunk. It was almost 9:00 as we finally started our journey back home. Aside from the many lights of London, everything was dark. It wasn't long before I caught Niall falling asleep, leaning against the window. I decided to try and stay awake this time, taking in the nighttime beauty of this great city. I wasn't sure what was going on with Liam, so I didn't know whether or not I should talk to him. I leaned my head back and locked my eyes on the windshield in front of me, my mind falling victim to my thoughts. If my mind didn't already have enough to think about, it sure would as I felt Liam take my hand in his own, and interlock his fingers with mine. Though it was unexpected, I didn't freak out as much as I had the first time. I glanced up expecting to see him looking forward, but was surprised when I saw his warm caramel eyes staring into my cool emerald ones. My body froze, not knowing what to say, or do. The left side of Liam's mouth raised ever so slightly, before he turned his head and began looking out the window. When I was sure my body wasn't paralyzed, I relaxed and returned to my thoughts. I would be lying if I were to say Liam wasn't the center of them. 

Just our luck, traffic was terrible, and it took longer than expected to get home. I began to grow tired, and debated whether or not to give in and sleep, or to tough it out. As I glanced around the vehicle, everyone was asleep, aside from Liam and Louis. Even Harry had tired of conversation, and had fallen asleep. Though I was sure we were close to home, I let my heavy eyes win, and leaned my head lightly on Liam's shoulder. I knew he didn't mind, because I could feel him tighten his grip around my hand. I slightly remember Liam drawing circles on my hand with his thumb, before drifting into complete, isolate darkness.

When I awoke next, everything was completely black. My body was still numb with exhaustion, and I knew I wouldn't be awake very much longer. My mind tried to make sense of what was happening, and I noticed that I was moving. Suddenly I felt the softness of my matress consume me as I was laid down on the bed. Almost immediatly my eyes closed and sealed themselves shut, once again. I felt a tug at my ankles, as my shoes were removed, and was soon very warm beneath my covers. The last real thing I remember was the touch of what I assumed to be Liam's soft lips on my forehead, and his deep, tired voice whispering "Goodnight, Rae."

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