Luck & Love {A Harry Syles Fan Fiction}

Courtney is dragged to a concert by her younger sister and by fate meets Harry. She doesn't know him and doesn't listen to his music but he enjoys her company and witty remarks. When she goes to visit her mum in London, he can't help but want to go home every chance he gets. Harry charms her in every way but she can't help thinking of her old flame, Elijah, and the broken heart that came along with it.


6. Story of my Life

"Where were you born?" He asked.

"Vancouver, British Colombia, Canada. And you?"

"Worteshire, England. But I grew up in Chesire. And you live in New York?"

"Some of the time. Kam and I split up our time between mum and dad."

"Your mum doesn't live in New York too?"

"No, she lives in London."


"Yes. Hence the plane ride." I rolled my eyes. "Why?"

"So do I."

"Because I couldn't figure that out from your accent."

"I said I grew up in England. I could live in Cali for all you know!"

"But you wouldn't abandon your family like that."

"True," he reasoned.

"Do you have any siblings?"

"Just my older sister. Her name is Gemma. Do you only have Kam?"

"Sort of. When my mum remarried, her husband already had a son. He's a couple years older than me so I guess he would be considered my step brother."

"Do you like him?"

"I've only really met him once. He's at university and lives closer to school."

"Do you have any pets?" He inquired.

"No. Kam's allergic and all the fish we've ever had have died. Do you?"

"I have a cat named Molly, but she lives with my mum."

"I adore animals. I wish Kam wasn't allergic. Is she fat?"

"What kind of a question is that?"

"Only the cutest cats are fat."

"She is of average size."

"Well you're no fun. Feed her more!"

"I don't want her to die."

"She won't, trust me."

"I have trust issues."

"Do you really?" I asked.

"No, but I'm not making my cat fat for your sake. Next question, please."

"Favourite thing to do?"

"Sing, obviously."

"Other than that, doofus."

"I take offence to that. And watch football I suppose."

"Football or soccer? There is a difference."

"To people in America."

"You never answered my question," I argued back.

"The European version of so for, which is properly named football."

"That's better. I like when you're specific."

"Did that hurt?"

"Did what hurt? And if you say 'when you fell from heaven', I will smack you."

Harry laughed. "No, I meant your nose ring."

"Oh, I had almost forgotten about that. No, it didn't hurt too much."

"Why did you want to put another hole in your nose?"

"I got it done when my mum and dad first split. I was 13. Which was quite awhile ago. I was upset and forged their signatures. My dad didn't even notice until he saw the visa bill and called my mum straight away."

"Were they angry?"

"Furious! They couldn't believe that I would do such a thing. But I had finally gotten their attention. They sat me down and asked why I had done it. I told them that I was tired of them fighting about money and things, because Kam and I were hurting. I was scared of what would happen to our family and that I felt like the divorce was my fault. Ever since then my mum and dad have been very child-oriented. I think it was even part of the divorce agreement."

"Wow, that sounds heavy. When my parents split, my sister and I just had to be okay with it."

"You didn't even get any special privileges or anything?" I said sarcastically.

"Nope. I got bangers and mash. Fish and chips."

"How English of you."

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