Next Day

Harry's pov

"Hellllooo Harry." Gemma excitedly came and embraced me.

I hugged her back with almost the same intensity.
"I missed you so much, brother. "
"Ha. I know sista. "

"Hey won't I get to interrupt this lovely moment?" Mom drew our attention.

Gemma , drew back to let mom greet me.

I started to brace myself, ready to give a very sweet and heart warming 'fake' smile.

"Oh my boy. How have you been?"

"Great....until now." I made sure the latter part was inaudible.

"Good morning everyone. " Charles said in his sleepy voice .

"Oh Charles, How are you?" Gemma addressed him.

"Absolutely fantastic, love."

I was about to say something and sound like the oh-so-obnoxious-brother when he entered the house.

I couldn't help but stare at him and not for a second did I try to hide the utter disgrace reflecting from my eyes.

"How are yeah. Son?" He asked me, not at all appearing to be uncomfortable.
He was surprisingly being very cheerful, with that giddy grin on his almost handsome old face.

"I think living alone didn't suit you well, eh?"

Okay this was getting more and more unpredictable. Why was he all of a sudden doing these 'sweet talks' with me?

Nonetheless I decided to play along and said.

"Is it ? But don't hate me for thinking otherwise. " I said it in a way of joking, at the same time meaning every word.

He gave a manical laugh and patted my shoulder. Like..I'm confused.
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"So whatcha doing these days?"
Gemma startled me by invading in my room.

I closed the book I was reading and turned towards her.

"Oh Jeez am I dreaming? Harry Styles reading a book?"

"No you are apparently not dreaming but I'll definitely want you to think that ways."
I said while keeping the book in my book rack.

"Care to show me?" She asked. I threw the book towards her and she catched it effortlessly.

" 'Wishes Fulfilled' ? Okay, not exactly your type. "
She began to investigate it.
"Definitely not your type !" She exclaimed as she further examined the book.

"Hmm. I won't ask what my type is then."

"But I definitely wanna ask who's type this book is?" She smirked, holding the book up.

"I know Charles have told you. "

"Nah. I mean not the full story."

"And you can't survive a day without knowing it. Right?"

"Absolutely...........I'm listening brother."
She sat on the edge of my bed, getting ready to hear out my story.

I decided to share everything with her.
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"So you...like her?" Was what she said after listening to my rant of a story.

"Maybe."

She gave a dramatic eye roll and begun
"As expected."

"You know you're making me so intrigued by stating those assumptions and expectations about meh."

"Oh you know not brother what not I know about you."

I gave a chuckle with no intended expressions on my face.

"You've been hacking my fan accounts I see."

"You know I don't need to do that to keep you in my watch.........Anyways...coming back to your....Bella..I don't know about myself but you definitely left me intrigued to know her. I mean I'd definitely want to meet the person who caused such a downfall in your 'girlfriend's per month' meter."

I sighed and said
"She brought me home."

When I looked at Gemma, she was looking directly in my eyes, her eyes were almost glossy.

"What?" I asked
She sniffed and said
"You know, I always knew, you were not the real you whenever I would hear a news about you on social media......and I knew exactly why you were like that.........but I am very happy now, that you finally came home."

I just stared at my legs, for no absolute reason.

"Why are you giving these miserable vibes? Don't worry she'll forgive you."

"I know..........but thats not what I want "

She waited expectantly for me to say something more.

"I want her to trust me .I want earn her trust over again and I am ready to do anything for that. " I said.
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Bella's pov

After finally deciding to not live in remorse any more and after contemplating a lot with myself, I decided to meet Susan at her place.

"Good morning Mrs Laura"

"Good morning Bella. How have you been dear? Its been a long time since you last visited."

"Yeah , was busy with assignments and all."

"Hmm. Well Susan is actually not home she......"

"Hey mom?" Susan startled the two of us as she entered the house.

"She's back." I said and almost dragged Susan upstairs with me.

"What..."
She said in an attempt to shoot an obnoxious question at me.

"No questions first get in the room. I have something really important to share with you. "

"Uh-okay."

"Okay. You may sit." I instructed Susan as we entered the room.

"Hmm. So I'm ready." She said.

"First you are not allowed to freak out, okay?"

"Okay."

"Second, no 'assuming' things."

"Okay."

"Third.....please don't be biased. " I requested her with genuine worry.

"I won't. " she confirmed sensibly.

"So here's the thing, the day when I told you that I was gonna meet him...."

"Harold?"

"Hmm. So that day he told me that he lied to me and he is actually Harry Styles."

She was just starting at me with absolutely no muscle movement.

"What?" I asked her.

"NO.....I am absolutely not waiting for you to laugh and say 'Ha. I got ya.' and certainly not expecting you to say 'Its a joke',,no not at all."

I blinked several times trying to digest what she just said before beginning again.

"Okay......its no joke Susan, believe me. "

"I believe you. But this is just not very easy to accept."

"I know I know Susan but you have to believe me."

"Harry Styles as in the British singer Harry Styles?"

I nodded.

She looked taken aback and then nodded as if trying to understand.

"Go ahead." She said.

"Susan the thing is he lied to me about his true identity, okay, I accept he must have had his reasons but whatever it was I mean how do I explain this to you?..........You know Susan? That day , it was so great, everything was just so great and a dream like, atleast for me.......I....I did everything I'd ever dreamed of .We did cycling together, we talked, had fun, enjoyed just walking holding hands.........we even danced. I danced with him, everything was just so good to be true but it all did happen, I lived that moment and maybe that was the best moment of my life till now."

At this point my voice had begun to crack , I was fumbling and at the verge of a breakdown.
However I continued , I just wanted to open up to someone and just say it all that was in my heart.

"Susan when we were dancing I felt like a dove , flying high in the heavenly sky, it felt as if the heaven's breeze kissed my cheeks. I was so happy at that moment. I did what he did, I went with him where he took me, not even once questioning my decision to trust him. I trusted him so blindly.........Then he finally told me that he was.....Harry Styles.....and everything just flew away."

I wiped of the tiny tear drop that was threatening to slip from my eye edge.

"Susan say something. I just now poured my heart out infront of you."

"I-I am speechless. "

"Please don't be. I need your help. I know right now I'm so emotional to take any right decision, I want you to tell me what to do now?"

"What do you mean by what to do now?"

I sighed and began speaking again
"Yesterday he met me and said sorry. He...he wanted me to trust him again."

"This is just too much Bella. I mean you both are kind of developing feelings for each other?"

I slightly shrugged "I don't know about it right now. "

"I don't know about him but, you? Definitely."

I shook my head and said "Just tell me what should I do?"

"You seriously should not ask me."

"Don't do that. I'm like really confused I want to just forget everything ,okay?"

"Forget what? Forget him or his mistake that he lied to you?"

I took a deep breathe.
"I don't know. I'm..............confused. "

"Don't be Bella I don't know about Harry Styles but from what you used to tell me I could tell that Harold deserves a second chance. I mean like its totally normal if you doubt him or if you think that he has been pretending this whole time to be someone else and what the public thing of Harry Styles as a person is the real him. But if you ask me I think you should find out yourself, who he really is."

She continued

"Look its okay if you don't believe him but just think once do the texts he sent you, the conversations you two had, the special moments you both spent together, are they fake in your eyes? Was the smile he'd always have on his face after talking to you or meeting you not genuine? Not real? Think. "
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AN

"No matter who you are or what's your gender what matters is you are the best version you could ever be.
Do remember you ARE PERFECT and no one can tell you otherwise.

Always remember you are loved no matter what.

Just be yourself and keep smiling ✌
Love you all."
- AN

By the way
Next chapter coming soon.

Till then Happy Reading
Xoxo