New Beginnings [Harry Styles FanFiction]

Chrimbo

Okay, so I managed to get my laptop back..and it's actually really late so i shouldn't be up but what the hell. 

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I spent the 25th with my sister and mum, back home in brighton.

Let's just say it wasn't the most pleasurable experience of my life.

**eating christmas lunch**

**deafening silence at the table**

"So, I'm going on tour with Harry on the 1st of January." I said, stuffing some stuffing into my mouth.

My mum dropped her knife and fork, which made a loud clattering noise.

"excuse me?"

"what?" 

"I thought we'd agreed that you would stay here for a week or two?"

"Why should I?"

"Because we haven't spent any quality time together since you left."

"Well I'm going on tour now."

"I won't allow it."

"You no longer have the right to boss me around. I moved out for a reason you know."

"Just leave then. Get out of my house, you are no longer welcome here." My mum screeched, she stood up and pushed me out the door.

 I had all my belongings on me, my phone and money and my Christmas present from my mum...which was a notebook...

I walked myself to the train station and took the first train to London. I didn't feel any strong emotion right now towards how my mum had reacted...She has a right, but she also will never understand that Ive grown up immensely since she last saw me.

I was all alone in the apartment, Annie had gone home to see her family. 

It was depressing to be alone for Christmas, but I liked it in a way...No one to distract me when I'm songwriting, no one to interrupt my thoughts, no one to tell me what a spiteful daughter I was.

I, of course, texted Harry..

 And he replied really quickly the first time, 

I texted him again, and he didn't reply...

"Of course," I thought to myself, "He was having fun with his normal family."

Normal families...That was a topic that I was ill-advised on.

****

I had drifted off in front of Michael McIntyre's Christmas special, when I heard someone knocking on the flat door.

I lifted my very drunk self up from the couch and shouted at the door..

"I DIDN'T ORDER PIZZA, GO AWAY" I slurred.

I heard a familiar laugh...

I walked to the door, knocking over half empty beer cans as I went. 

I opened the door without thinking.

"Hi." Harry said, with a massive smile painted on his face, exposing his cute dimples..

"Hi.." I slurred, falling into his arms.

"Someone's a bit drunk.." Harry said carrying me into my bedroom and laying me on my bed.

"How did you get here so quick?"

"Baby, it's 4 am, it's late, go to sleep, you're drunk.." He said, stroking the hair off my face and laughing.

****

The next morning, I woke up with possibly the worst ever migrane I'd ever had in my life. I couldn't even get out of bed. I only drank 2 full cans of beer, so i don't really know what happened there...

But Harry was still here, sitting by my side.

He had left his family to come and spend christmas with his drunk best friend..