I woke up besides Harry, both his arms were wrapped around me tightly, as if he thought I would go. His hair fell on his face as he slept peacefully, occasionally letting out the odd snore which I didn't mind. His face always showed no emotion when he slept, I could never tell if he was dreaming or having nightmares. The only clue I would receive of a nightmare is when he awoke in a fright. He did that a lot when we first went to America, until one day it stopped and it hadn't returned until last night. Several times he awoke in sweats, screaming out my name, out his dad's, out Liam's. I didn't want to ask what it was about, because he has always had a hard time opening up about stuff like that, so I sat there helplessly rubbing his back, or kissing him until he calmed down. I sat up in his bed unwrapping myself from him. Harry made sure before we left for America that I still had my house, and I don't know how to tell him I want to go back home. Not to get away from him, or to get some space I just need something to remind me of my brother.
"Where are you right now?" Harry pulled me out of my daze.
"I want to go home Haz" I said softly and his expression changed. "It's not like that. I just need a place that reminds me of him."
He sighed "then let me come with you, I'll sell my house."
This was my Harry, drastic, spontaneous, never thinking about the consequences until it's too late. I shook my head "Harry no, we don't know what will happen, let's not get rational here. You love this place."
He sat up lines appearing on his forehead "Morris" he began to say when his phone rang. He growled picking it up "hello" he said pushing his hair from his face. He sighed "I'll be right there" and then he hung up, getting off the bed he picked up his trousers and t-shirt and left the room. I banged my head back on the pillow in frustration. Why do you open your mouth Kate? I picked up my phone and scanned through my messages, occasional ones from Zayn telling me his latest jokes. At one point he will realise that I don't actually care, but I humor him anyway. I found myself laugh at one of them Knock knock, who's there, ya, ya who? No Google ;) I text him back Ok, you got me that was funny. Bored out of my mind I text Louis come over Harry's I'm bored. Harry's place always seemed much darker when he wasn't here. I do want to live with Harry, because when I'm not with him I feel lonely. In America we lived with the rest of the boys, the only thing that was ours was our room. Part of that was awkward as we had to be a lot more discrete, but after time we lost care and did what we wanted. My phoned buzzed pulling me away from my thoughts, it was from Louis. I'm outside. I smiled jumping off the bed and running down the stairs to the front door. Louis was leaning on the door frame holding a sprinkled chocolate doughnut making my mouth water. He took a bite from it teasing me, before he held it out for me to take a bite. It was just as delicious as I remembered. Louis pulled me into a hug before he entered going into the living room. He patted the seat next to him and I went over and sat down letting out a long sigh.
"Are you planning on telling me why I'm here or are you going to sit there looking like that?" he raised his brow to me.
"I told Harry I wanted to go back to mine" I stopped hearing his faint laugh. "He wanted to sell his house Louis, that's crazy. This trumps my place any day he can't do that" I whined.
"Morris this isn't about where you live, he just wants to be with you."
"And I want to be with him, I'm not stopping him from sleeping at mine and me at his. He never even let me finish he just left" I said solemnly.
"Because that's Harry, he won't change. Next time you need to start off with the good and work your way down" he said once satisfied with his answer he nodded.
"Okay thanks for that Lou, but that doesn't help me now does it?" I said still annoyed.
"Ring him" he ordered and I obeyed.
To my dismay his phone went straight to voice mail "voice mail" I told Louis and he shook his head.
"I guess you're just going to have to wait until he get's back" he shrugged. But I'm stubborn I'm not going to sit here and wait for Harry's tantrum to die down. Reading my mind Louis said "but you're not going to do that, of course you're not. And let me guess you want me to come back with you?" he stated and I smiled nodding my head.
After Louis and I had finished moving my stuff back to mine, I let Louis go home. Now I'm here, I'm starting to think why I wanted to come back here so much. The place was cold, it practically screams dead. I walked up to my room and lied down on my bed cuddling the duvet. Times like this I need Harry here with me. I felt my tears run down my cheek as I cried silently into my pillow. My phone rang and I wiped my eyes answering the call "hello?" I said my voice croaky.
"Kate you alright?" Liam asked worried making me smile.
"Yeah" I said knowing he would think that's bullshit.
"Are you with Harry?" he asked.
"No he left this morning, I haven't seen him since" I told him.
"Yeah he came to mine, but he left over an hour ago."
The tears came more naturally now as I pulled the duvet over my head "oh" was all I managed to say.
"Where are you?" Liam asked.
"At home, I moved my stuff here today. I'm guessing Harry hasn't taken that well, it's not my fault he doesn't give me a chance to explain."
"You miss your brother" he said understanding me.
"So much" I cried into the phone.
"Do you want me to come over?" he asked. Part of me wanted to say yes, to have someone cuddle me. But I wanted to be on my own, it's not safe for anyone to see me in this state.
"It's fine Liam, I think I'm just going to go to sleep, but thank you" I whispered.
"Call me if you need me, or hell even text me and I'll be there."
"I know you would" I smiled and hung up dropping my phone on the floor and closing my eyes.
It was dark and suddenly very cold as the wind flew into my room. I looked up confused as to why my window was open when I felt him beside me. His eyes were closed, his clothes still on as he lay there asleep. My heart melted whilst I stared at him sleeping, shivers ran through my body as my room grew colder. Not wanting to disturb Harry I cuddled closer to him, to give me some warmth another way. I finally felt safe back in his arms.