Dominant 2 (Harry Styles)

Chapter 10

Harry's P.O.V

I watch as Allison dials her father's number, her shaky hand placing the phone to her ear. She starts to say hi, and she looks to me almost as if to say help. But I give her knee a small squeeze and she relaxes a bit. I'm really glad that she's finally telling her family about everything, she wasn't going to at first, but after we talked that night after we got back from Derryck's office, she agreed to tell him. She told me a lot that night too, she opened up to me in so many ways, she actually let me in. That's all I've been wanting since this everything had happened, and she finally talked to me. I can't explain how happy and relieved I was and still am that she's finally talking to me, and she's becoming herself again.

There's a light tapping on the door, and I here Vicki shuffle over from where she was mopping the floor. She sounds excited when she see's whoever it is on the other side, and I hear muffled talking. I look to Allison and hold my finger up and point to the door, she nods her head and keeps talking to her father. I get up from the couch and start walking towards the door. Vicki and my mother are walking in and meet me halfway.

"Your mother is here, Harry." Vicki smiles sweetly, giving my mother another hug before going back to cleaning.

"Hello love," My mother greets me, hugging me and kissing me lightly on the cheek, "How are you?"

"Fine, good. What about you?" I ask, and then I wrinkle my eyebrows, "Everything okay?"

She smiles widely, "Oh yes, everything is fine. Just needed to talk to you about a few things."

"Oh, alright. We can talk in my office if you want, or we can go out on the balcony, it's quite sunny out there. Allison is on the phone with her father in the living room." I tell her, in which she nods her head.

"How is she doing anyway? Is she coming around at all? Poor dear, you know I pray for her every night before I fall asleep, Harry." She points at me, and I smile lightly.

"Yeah, she's doing a little better. Finally talking to me about everything, letting me in." I say as we walk towards the living room, which is empty, "Oh, she must have went into my room, we can stay out here if you want."

We sit down on my couch and my mom sets her purse beside her, she leaves her jacket on though.

"So, we already have the restaurant booked for your birthday dinner-"

I groan, "Mum, I told you I didn't want to do anything-"

"Harry Styles, you hush. You're turning 25, we're having a birthday for you." She scolds me, and then she smiles, "It's not going to be a big occasion or anything like that, just us family, a couple friends, and your grandparents."

"You forgot Allison?" I ask, and she rolls her eyes at me.

"She was included in the family part, Harry." She winks at me, "So we're reserved for the private room at 6:15, so please, be on time. It is your party after all, and I know how you can be."

It's my turn now to roll my eyes at her, "Technically, I can show up whenever I want, it's my party, mother."

"Well then no cake for you, and I'm making it from scratch, just the way you liked it when you were little. Which is why I stopped by, do you want chocolate or vanilla?"

"Can you do both? Please?" I smile my most brightest smile I can, and my mother laughs.

She gets up, "Of course, love, any ting for you. But, I'm sorry to be so short with you, I'm on lunch break and decided to stop by since I was so close. I have an order at the deli place down the block, they're so delicious."