I look at him with a surprised look on my face. I didn't know he was staying over.
"I didn't know you were staying the night." I tell him. A hurt expression comes over his face and he reminds me of a wounded puppy.
"Oh. I-I'm sorry. It's just, that's what we always did when we went over." he says. I can't stand the look on his face. I give him a smile and hug him. I have to stand on my tippy toes because he's quite a bit taller than me.
"It's okay. You can stay the night." A bright smile breaks out his face.
"Thanks Alli." he says and then I motion for him to come in. He takes a closer look at me and then starts laughing.
"What is it?" I ask him, worried I have something on my pjs.
"Nothing. We're wearing the same onesie is all." he says. I look and it's true. We're both wearing identical British flag onesies. I start laughing with him. So far, this night is going well.
"Alli, I want to talk to you some more. I've missed out on almost three years of your life." he says as we sit on my living room floor in front of my TV.
"Well, I haven't really been up to much unless you count endless work and boring Christmas parties." I say. And it's true. Once Harry had left, I didn't have a life. He was my best friend and I wasn't very good at making friends. I guess Carol counts.
"I'm so sorry." he says for about the thousandth time. I sigh and lean my head on his shoulder.
"I know." I quietly say. He wraps his arms around me and I snuggle into his chest. I can hear his steady, strong heart beat. I have missed this so much.
"You want to watch a movie?" I ask.
"Yep. I have one right here." he says and smiles. I smile as I hear the intro music.
"You brought Grease!"
"Yep. Remember it was our favourite movie?" he asks and settles down next to me.
"How could I forget?"
*Flashback*
I was staying the night over at Harry's and we were watching Grease. We knew every single song. Every time a song would come on, we would sing it together. We would even sometimes put on plays for our families.
"That's the worst thing...I could doooooo." I sang and held out the last note to perfection. Harry aplauded me and I bowed.
"You know, you should really audition for the XFactor too." he told me. He had told me a million times that I had an amazing voice.
"Nah. Singing's your thing." I replied.
"But what if I'm no good? What if they don't like my voice?" he said.
"How could they not? You're amazing. And I'll be right there when you get off the stage." I told him. He still looked skeptical.
"Just sing 'Isn't She Lovely' and pretend like you're singing it to me." I told him. that seemed to cheer him up a little bit.
"Okay, and you promise you'll be there for me?" he asked.
"I promise. I'm not going anywhere." I told him.
"Pinkie promise?" he asked in a baby voice. I rolled my eyes playfully at him.
"Pinkie promise." I said and he wrapped his pinkie around mine.
*Flashback Over*
We finish the entire movie and then I'm exhausted. I curl up beside Harry and he wraps his arms protectively around my waist.
"Goodnight Allison." he whispers.
I yawn before saying, "Goodnight Harry." I quickly fall asleep with the feeling of Harry's presence next to me. We used to fall asleep like this every night we stayed over at each others houses. His strong arms have a sense of protection over me even though he left me.
There's nothing we can do to erase the past, and we can't control our future, but we can live in the moment. And even though I have limited time with Harry, I wish I could live in this moment with him. And I will, as long as time allows me to.

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