One direction- the reunion

Chapter 25

Graces pov:

I woke up with a pain in my back so I stretched myself out, but I was blocked by something hard. I opened my eyes, squinting at the bright light but once adjusted I realised I had fallen asleep on the sofa last night. I noticed James was still next to me, fast asleep.

I decided to go to the kitchen and put the kettle on, hopefully waking Him up so I could ask him about Harry in the process.

As he began to stir I looked into the bedroom but the bed was still made.

"James?"
"Yeh"
"Harry didn't come home last night...."
He looked Into the bedroom, double checking that I was right.

"Oh. Maybe he spent the night at his friends so he didn't wake you by coming home so late at night."
I nodded, trying to convince myself he was right, but something wasn't sitting well with me about this. He should be back by now. It's 11:30 and he should have at least left a text, but no. Nothing.

"Ok. We should get dressed, we have a flight at 3 and they want us at the airport early."
This time James nodded and downed the rest of his tea I had made him before walking out of the room.

I looked at my suitcase and decided on wearing a dark blue 3/4 sleeved dress that wasn't too tight but still fit well. It went down about an inch above my knee. I matched it with a pair of black covered heels and grabbed my coat. This went down to my knees also and buttoned at the front.

Since being with Harry's and touring With the boys I had been in the press a lot more and this meant I was asked by management to look more "presentable and modest", that they didn't want people to think Harry was dating a "skank". I scoffed at their words the first time but they payed for my new clothes so I thought why not. This is kinda my style anyway.

It was mid March but strangely cold for this time of year.

"You look nice." Uncle Paul smiled as he met me in the corridor.
"Well we will pass cameras at the airport and I have that meeting when we arrive remember?"

Since my "accident." I had been suspended from working medically. Something about not being well enough to care for others and I ended up missing the exams I needed to take to renew my licence to practice medicine. I could retake it if I wanted, but The boys had said that maybe I should try something new.

I had always had a passion for fashion one could say, so I had gotten a meeting with ted baker. I was so Nervous, but Harry's management was actually much nicer than I expected and they said it was a good idea; so they started getting me deals with clothing brands to wear their clothes around with the boys and get pictures taken in them to promote it.

It was a win win.

"I'll get James to drive you straight there when we land and relax. I'm sure they'll love you." He kissed my head as I stood in his arms, leaning against his chest.

I sighed as I closed my eyes. "Who needs a biological father when they can have you?"

He chuckled and pulled away to look at me. "I'm sorry for what he did. James told me he came last night, I promise I'll keep you safe but you need to keep me informed okey? And I promise, I'll always be here for you."

I smiled at him and kissed his cheek before we walked towards the elevator for breakfast.
Just as the doors were closing James came running in.
"So what happens at the meeting ?"

"Well, they will probably bring up my degree and style and "influence in the media" although I don't really have much"

"Are you kidding? You have 25 million followers on Instagram"
"Yeh but they just want to see my posts of the boys."

He put an arm over my shoulder and squeezed it. "Soon that'll change, I know it. You'll nock em dead" he smiled and dropped his arm again before the doors opened again.

"Thank you for last night."
"It's alright, anytime. And remember what I said. Call me if you need me to come by"

I looked across the lobby to find Harry standing next to Louis and Niall looking tired but also straight at me. I couldn't tell what was going through his mind at this point because I'd never seen that expression before. A cross between guilt and anger? Maybe jealousy?

Oh well.

I walked over to him but as I did he turned around with his back to me. It made me stop dead in tracks and my face was took over with confusion.

"Grace are you coming?"
I was snapped out of my trance by Liam calling me to the restaurant area of the hotel.
"Yeh. Coming." I forced a smile and went with him.

"Are you excited?!"
"For what"I sat down at the table and took a slice of toast and began to butter it.

"For your meeting with ted baker!"
"Oh, yeh I am. I'm terrified tho."

"You'll be fine. They'll be stupid not to want to partner with you and in that little outfit I'm sure they will."

"Yeh. I have no idea why they wouldn't. You're stunning" Louis had now joined us.

"Thank you. But You know designing isn't about looks Louis. You can't get everything in life by looking pretty." I took a bit of my toast and rolled my eyes.

"It works for me" he smirked and took a sip of his orange juice. I couldn't help but laugh at his comment and almost choked on my food.

"There's that smile! You need to loosen up. Have some confidence and take it easy till we get to London."

"And there's that humble personality that I see so often... I will try."

"Is Harry ok?" I couldn't help but ask.

They looked between each other. "I could've asked you the same question. He seemed a bit off before but he was out drinking last night late so it's no doubt nothing to worry about, he's probably just got a hangover."
I nodded again but it did little convincing this time.

Paul called us to the front doors and put me and Harry at the front. The boys behind us and body guards on either side.
The doors opened and Fans were waiting for us and screamed at the first sight of life.

I did the usual. Look down and stay close to Harry, he took my hand and led me down the path for he car - ushering me in as fast as he could. He didn't look at me the whole time. He just looked straight ahead and acted as if I wasn't even there.

Now I was worried. I know I was never fazed by the fans and the paparazzi but he has always been overly concerned for me about things like this. Now he didn't seem bothered and signalled for the driver to go as soon as he shut the door, then didn't stay a word the whole time we drive to the airport.

~A/N~ I think you can guess that princes Kate is my idol. She freaking beautiful  and has great fashion. What an icon. She makes me proud to be British . Anyway.... sorry for taking so long to write. I've been feeling shit and not really had the will to write anything but I thought why not. So. Here you go. Dramaaaa

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