"What's wrong? What's happening?"
"Just some complications."
Beth and Harry? Great match. But things are complicated. And how are you supposed to fight complications when they have been part of your relationship from the start?


4. 4

[Beth's P.O.V.]


The next morning I woke up rather early. Checking my clock, I realized that it was only seven. That was quite early considering that I could sleep in today. The others were still fast asleep. I could see them smiling slightly every now and then, which was quite cute. But I didn't want to stay here watching them, that'd be a little creepy wouldn't it? I mean I wouldn't feel all too comfortable if I woke up and someone was staring at me. Maybe I could make some breakfast for everyone? We would definitely need more Nutella, we had totally polished the jar yesterday. It looked like it was freshly made, straight from the factory. No traces of the Nutella whatsoever.

I got up silently, trying my best not to wake anyone. And succeeded. Appraising myself quietly I left the room with a handful of clothes. I could get changed in the bathroom. Tiptoeing across the corridoor, I accidentally made the floor creak. I heard movement from my parents' room and stuck my head in. I had woken up my mum. She gazed at me drearily and I explained:

"Shhh, I'm just going out to get some Nutella for the girls."

She nodded and fell asleep again. Sighing relieved, I stepped out again and headed back to the bathroom. As soon as I had made myself ready and gotten changed, I walked back out, down the stairs, picked out some shoes and coat, grabbed some house keys and left.

The morning air was cool and I wrapped my coat tighter around me. I walked briskly, not stopping anywhere. My business was to buy Nutella and go home again. The shop wasn't far away, so I arrived pretty quickly. Not forgetting my purpose, I strode right to the right department and looked for the biggest jar of Nutella that I could find. My hand closed around it as I reached up, but suddenly a bigger hand took it down for me. I couldn't help but think that the hand was familiar.

"Nice to see you again, Beth!" said a deep voice. Wait a second, that voice belonged to no other than.... I turned around. Right again. Harry Styles.

"Oh hi Harry!" I beamed at him. He smiled back and nodded towards the Nutella in our hands.

"Is that for the girls?" he asked.

"What you think I'm not getting any?" I asked, pretending to be completely shocked.

"Well, the way they were talking about it yesterday, I would've guessed that." he giggled.

"I would have been just like them if-" I stopped myself just in time.

"If what?" he smirked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Ahh, be quiet." I groaned, slapping him lighlty on the arm.

"Ow, what did I do?" he pouted, feigning terrible pain.

"Aw baby I didn't mean to hurt you." I pouted back, imitating his expression. Suddenly his face lit up and he grinned:

"Baby. I like that."

"You little dork."

"Wow, I'm getting higher ranks now, am I?" he joked. We were walking towards the till and he quickly stopped to grab a box of cheerios. I couldn't help but smile.

"If you're hungry, then eat some cheerios." he sang and I giggled. The cashier raised an eyebrow at us. If he only knew who was in his shop at that moment.

I put down the Nutella jar and grabbed the money in my pocket.

"Nuh-uh." announced Harry. He slapped my hand away and set down the cheerios next to the jar.

"I'm paying for both." he stated, half to the employee, half to me. I could hear that he was not about to argue about it, so I sighed and let him pay. He put the jar into a plastic bag for me and took the cheerios under his arm. I accepted the bag and we left together.

"Thanks a lot." I smiled at him.

"No worries, never let the lady pay, right?" he winked. I couldn't help but blush. Why was he so cute?

"So what do you work as, Beth?" he asked curiously.

"I used to be a banker, but I lost interest." I joked. He giggled, then covered his hand with his mouth as if he had just sounded like a dying camel. But to be honest, he didn't. At all. His giggle was about the sweetest I had ever heard. Maybe I should ask him for a recording of it so I could wake up to it every morning. That would really be living the dream.

"That was a good one. Hobbies then?" he grinned.

"I like drawing." I answered. He turned to me, looking impressed.

"Wow, that sounds really nice. Can I see your drawings?"

My eyes widened. Most of my drawings were of him. I didn't know how exactly he would react to that.

"Maybe one day." I replied evasively. He nodded, looking fine with that. We kept talking, joking. And I realized that he was still walking the same way as I was. When I asked him why, he insisted that he walk me home. That little gentleman. Far too soon, we reached my door and I turned to him.

"Well thanks for the Nutella and for walking me home." I smiled.

"My pleasure." he replied. He checked that I was all fine, had everything, then hugged me and walked off again. I watched him go, until he turned the corner. Then I unlocked the door and stepped in. To my surprise, Fawz was sitting on the stairs, probably waiting for me.

"Fawz, what are you doing awake?" I asked surprisedly.

"I woke up. And then when you have so many 1D posters staring at you it's quite hard to fall asleep again. I mean how are you supposed to sleep when you have them looking at you?" she explained.

I giggled:

"Sorry about that. Could you maybe wake up the other two sleepyheads?"

"Yes, of course. Why don't you help me?" she smirked, a devilish gleam in her eyes.

"What were you thinking of?" I grinned.

"You know, we could try out the way the boys once woke Harry and Zayn, but maybe without the singing." she suggested casually.

"Hmmm, maybe it could be described as jumping on their beds?" I replied, pretending to be deep in thought.

"Maybe." she grinned. We slowly walked up the stairs and towards my room. Quietly, I opened my door.

"Where did you two get to?" asked Karime, narrowing her eyes.

"Oh damn, we wanted to wake you up." I sighed.

"We swear, it would not have included jumping on you." Fawz said, holding up her fingers in a scout's salute.

"Yeah, right." yawned Laura. Then she turned around, so that she was facing away.

"What were you talking about?" I asked. They must have been talking, I couldn't imagine that both would stay quiet for very long.

"Thomas." answered Karime.

"And Newt." mumbled Laura indistinctly. I rolled my eyes. They really liked those two. From the 'Maze Runner'.

"Let's go and have some breakfast." I suggested and Karime nodded. All that came from Laura was a muffled groan.

"There's Nutella." stated Fawz shortly. That did the trick. Laura shot up and ran out before we had even moved.

"Well done Fawz." congratulated Karime and the girl grinned.

"Her and her biggest friend. Stomach." she sighed.

We got up and followed the sound of cheering from downstairs. I really needed some breakfast too.

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