I'm Your Princess(Harry Styles fanfic)

Chapter 8

I woke up, putting my hands into his soft, curly hair. I kissed his cheek and walked into the living room. "Good morning Lou," I said cheerfully. "Allison, your dads not happy. With you dating Harry and all." "What?" I said nervously. "Is h-he here?" "I'm afraid so," Louis said. Dad walked in and Louis just walked off, not giving a shit about what my dads gonna do to me.

"D-dad please." He yelled at me then slapped me across the face. My eyes started to swell with tears as my hand went up to the red mark on my face. "Dad please. Not here, Harry's in the other room!" He hit me again in the stomach this time. I started balling. "Dad, you've never done this before, why are you starting now?" He didn't answer me but had the look of sadness in his eyes. I knew right then mums death was hurting him.

He slapped me again. I decided it was my chance. "HARRY!" I screamed loudly. "Don't you dare Allison." Dad said. "HARRY PLEASE HELP ME!" I screamed louder this time. He ran out in I his boxers barley looking at me. He grabbed my dad and brought his outside, them arguing at eachother. I sat down on the couch with only a t-shirt on and balled into my arms. I can't believe this was happening.

"Oh my god baby, are you ok? You know, you could move in with me. No need to go back there, I can buy you new clothes and anything else you need." Harry said stroking my hair. "Thank you so much Harry, you are the sweetest." I smiled but it hurt my cheek and I whimpered putting my hand to my red cheek.

"That doesn't look to good," Harry said kissing the hurt cheek. "Why did your dad do that?" "I-I don't know honestly. I think my mums death kind of caused it." Harry gripped my waist and put me in his lap kissing me all over my face. I loved it when he did that. Tears fell from my face, thinking back to my dad hurting me. I thought he loved me.

"No don't cry, you're gonna be strong for Harry, ok?" Harry said to me. I nodded wiping the tears. "Good girl." He pulled me closer to him and I layed on top of him, my face in his chest. He comforted me as I held back my tears, laying trying not to cry. He rubbed my back planting kisses on my face every once in a while. "Ya know, I think we should stay home, make pancakes and waffles that'll last us all day and just watch movies all day, ok baby?" he asked me.

I thought that sounded fun. A day dedicated only to us. Watching movies, but not really watching them, just talking about our lifes, hugging and kissing and cuddling. How fun would that be. I nodded into his chest then picked me head up kissing him on the cheek. He picked me up and set me in between his thighs. "Let's go make pancakes," I said with a slight grin. "Uhh not right nowww," Harry said lazily.

"Wow harry, get yo lazy ass up and get in the kitchen," I said pointing at him. "Mmmm someone's fiesty, I like that," Harry said into my ear which sent a chill down my spine. We walked to the kitchen and I started up the griddle. I felt something cold drip down my back and looked back. Harry stood there pouring water down my shirt. "GOD HARRY. WHAT THE HELL!" I screamed grabbing flour and dumping it in his hair. "ALLISONN!!" he yelled back.

I smiled and giggled, leaning up on my tip toes to kiss his lips. "Please give Allison a kiss. She needs one," I told him fluttering my eyelashes. "Fine." He pressed his lips to mine and we walked to the bathroom. He waited outside the shower while I took one. Then I changed and he took a shower and we walked back into the kitchen.

"Let's make those pancakes now, and no pouring things on eachother!" I told harry. We walked to the kitchen an we cooked a plate with like 20 pancakes.

"Yum," Harry said grabbing a small one and eating it, with no fork. We walked to the couch with our pancakes. He sat up and I layed my head in his lap and he played with my hair while we were eating our pancakes.

~Harry's pov~

She was beautiful. And mine. I was stroking her hair and eating my pancake at the same time. "I love you," I told her looking into her dark brown eyes. "I love you too." I pecked her lips then asked her, "how about we watch The House at the End of the Street?" I asked winking. She looked scared but nodded. "Don't worry baby, I'll be here the whole time."

I put in the movie. It was only 1pm and we were already watching movies. When the first scary part came, se jumped into my lap screaming and putting her face into my shirt. She was adorable. That was all we did the whole day. Watch movies and be all over each other. I loved her