Little Things (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 14

Harry’s Pov 
Well I thought the interview went well. Even though we were embarrassed in front of millions….including my family. Lydia seemed upset, I left the interviewer and the lads laughing about how me and Lydia’s faces were “soo priceless”. I went into our dressing room to find Lydia sobbing on the phone….was she talking to her mother?

“I know we should of told all of you first but why are you mad at me?”
“Look I have to go. Bye”
She angrily hung up and threw her phone on the sofa. She turned around and I met her beautiful Honey gold eyes filled with tears that made my stomach feel like it was stabbed.

I hate seeing her cry, it made me feel like it was my fault or that I can’t do anything to make her feel better to stop crying. She ran straight into my arms and grabbed onto me tightly. I hugged her back.
“Why are they mad at you?”
“Because we didn’t tell them first before we just told the whole world and that interview was soo embarrassing.” She sniffled

I broke away the embrace and grabbed her face to point it in the direction of mines. I started to kiss each tear that was sliding down her beautiful face. She smiled a little and rested her head on my shoulder grabbing my neck deepening our hug. I wrapped my arms around her waist and put my head on hers. 

I knew from that moment that this girl wasn’t easy to have or to keep. She had strict family that wanted to protect her in any possible way, but it seems like they think am a problem…and they want to protect her from…me? Why me? I only brought happiness and love to Lydia.

I made her life worth living for. I made the gold in her eyes shine whenever she was around me or even thought about me. Why didn’t they trust me to protect their only daughter?

Maybe because it’s my past with Caroline, with Emily and those random one night stands. I was passed all that when I became committed to be Lydia for the rest of my life. I loved this girl. Why did they think I was going to break their delicate only flower into pieces? I guess we both have a little more maturing to do, but I promise, I promise to Lydia and her family that I will only be there to protect and to love her.