Dedicated to  because she kept demanding me for this chapter XD

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C H E R R Y

Everything was going well so far.

So far.

Well, by so far I mean ten minutes since I stepped into the Styles household. And it is only a little bit of amount of time.

Niall was sharing a story of him and his brother back in Ireland when we heard the front door open harshly. And by open, I mean kicked open. Everyone quieted down the chat for a minute.

"Is it a burglar or someone?" Niall's eyes was wide. Robin slowly stood up from the chair. Just as he was about to step towards the hallway, the familiar voice rang through the house.

"Where's the people in the house! The king has arrived, let's get this party started!"

I shook my head before stomping my foot and getting up. Before anyone could go I walked over to the hallway to find my brother, holding a party bag in his hands.

"What the hell olive?" I shook my head. "You can't just barge into other peoples houses like this"

"Oh no honey, It's fine" Anne came along. "Olive! It's so good to see you again!"

"Mama Anne!" Olive pushed the bag into my hands before throwing his arms around Anne. The two of the rocked back and forth and I smiled at their encounter. She was really a second mum to us. I remember when Olive was young he started calling Anne 'Second Mama'

"Robin!" Olive then went over to hug Robin, who patted his back until Gemma spoke up.

"You're going to choke him dad"

Olive quickly snapped his eyes over to Gemma, and I swear I saw his eyes twinkle. 

"Diamond!" Gemma's cheeks reddened up in embarrassment.

"Fruity!" Now it was Olive's turn to flush. Gemma just laughed before opqning her arms at him. Olive quickly returned her the embraced.

"Missed you Fruity" Gemma joked.

"Shut up Gem" Olive grumbled and hit her arm, playfully of course. He then turned to Harry. For a second I saw anger in Olive's eyes but it was gone as quick as it came.

"Olive" Harry grinned.

"Oh if it isn't for my partner in crime" Olive chuckled and went to hug Harry, who returned him the hug. I couldn't help but feel a tad bit sad since he didn't even make an effort to at least shake hands with me.

"hello there, I'm Olive Devin" Olive turned to the other four. Soon they were introducing and we were back in the living room, laughing around.

Everyone was laughing at something Niall said. I, of course laughed along. In the middle of my laughed, I accidentally looked over at Harry.

He wasn't laughing. There wasn't even the tiniest smile on his face. Instead he was staring. Staring at me.

My smile dropped from my face. He sat up and started to cough, obviously sensing that I'd caught him. Gemma looked at him weirdly before jumping into the conversation again. He put his elbows on his knees and leaned forward, seeming to focus on Niall's story. But I could tell that he wasn't listening to it since he didn't laugh at Niall's jokes. Not even once. Apparently Louis did too.

He kept looking over at Harry then me. I shrugged off and tried to concentrate on anything but that but at last my eyes only went to him again. He was either listening to Niall or having an eye conversation with Louis. I think it's the second one. And I took that time to look at him properly and that's when I saw how much he had changed over the years.

The Harry I knew had ridiculously curly hair which was in a fringe on his forehead. Now his curls had grown longer, they were framing his perfect structure of face. Years ago, I remember his baby face, dotted with the slightest freckles. Now, he looks more mature. His face looked more sharper now. The jawline in the straight angle. He had the tiniest little stubble above his upper lip. I knew he always wanted to grow a mustache when he become older, but I guess his facial hair had other ideas. And his eyes. His eyes were no longer the green I remembered, bright, twinkly and always shiny. Now they looked dull. There was no twinkle in them.

"Cherry Celeste Devin" I was snapped from my thoughts by hearing my full name. I turned to look at Olive who had a smirk on my face.

"Don't call me by my full name" I frowned. "Olive Grayson Devin"

"Well he was calling you for three minutes straight but you were too busy staring at-" Gemma didn't got to finish the sentence as Harry stretched out his lag and kick her in the shin. Gemma yelped and kicked him back. I just went red in my face and glared at Olive.

"Well I was going to ask if you want to join?" Olive asked. "We're playing never have I ever"

"She has no options, she's gonna play" Gemma stood up and pulled me up. The others  stood up behind us and follow us upstairs. Gemma skipped straight into their attic. 

Gemma dragged me down with her as she plopped down on the wooden floor. Olive, Niall, Liam, Zayn and Louis sat in a circle beside us. Harry didn't came inside after us. As to my cue, Harry entered the place with a pile of blankets of in his hands. He dropped them in the middle of the circle.

"This is all I could find"

 Everyone started to pull out blankets from the pile. And when I extended my hand to grab one myself, the pile in front me was gone. I looked around to see that everyone  except me had grabbed a blanket and much to my dismay, my cheeks heat up seeing how slow and clueless I am.

"Uh...." I stammered. "It's fine"

"No uh, I think there was some blankets in here" Harry stuttered and stood up again, he walked over near the window and started to look through some ruck sacks. Me, being the polite being I am, stood up and waited. Gemma gave me a knowing smirk which I returned a glare.

Harry started to pull out a blanket from a sack. With the cloth in his hands, he turned around. He kept frowning at the blanket. I looked from his face into his hands. And my heart dropped to the floor when I saw what it was. He looked up and our eyes met.

"Oh"

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[A/N- did you liked it? Finally today I reached 5 votes on the last chapter *wipes tear* and as promised, here is the chapter. Hope you liked it. Guess what I'm making btw, I'm making a cross stitch. A TPWK one and a watermelon sugar one is done and I gotta see what I'm gonna do next!]

QOC - Which type of student were/are you in school?

Well, you could say I'm one of the laid back students. I'm like chill...Not the perfect student nor the worst student. I'm the one who cheers up everyone. The one who jumps from table to table the one who eat under the desk, behind your teacher. The one who also look like a thug, gangster. The one who leads the squad. The one who march in the hallways. So yeah, I'm a that type of student.

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