I wake up to smell of cooking. I shiver before walking over to Harry's dresser and pulling out a pair of sweat pants. I pull them over my legs, and walk out in my tank top. In the kitchen, I find Harry and Anne. At the table, I find Niall and Louis. Meanwhile, on the couch, I find Liam and Zayn playing video games.
"Good morning, princess," Harry smiles. I walk over to him, and prop myself up on the counter.
"Morning," I reply.
"How're you feeling, dear?" Anne asks from the table she just sat down at with Louis and Niall.
"Uh, fine," I respond shyly as I look down.
"What all do you remember?" She questions.
"So far, just a few memories. From what I understand, though," I stare at Harry, "we were a pretty great couple."
"You were," she whispers. Harry and I look at each other before I get off of the counter and head to the living room.
"Wait, come back," Harry laughs. I walk back to where he can see me. "Are those my sweats?"
"Uhm," I giggle before running off.
"Mum, take over the food." I hear his footsteps coming from the kitchen. "I'm coming for you, Hunter!"
"Only if you can catch me!" I exclaim before realizing he's right behind me. He quickly throws me over his shoulder before running back into the living room, and pushing the boys off the couch so he can toss me onto it.
"Caught you," he smirks as he begins to tickle me.
"Harry," I scream and laugh, "stop!"
"Give up! Say 'uncle'!" He shouts.
"N-N-Never-r-r-r," I stutter.
"C'mon, Harry, give her a break!" Zayn interrupts.
"Okay," I yell. "Okay, uncle!"
"That's all you had to say," he says from on top of me.
We sit there, looking at each other before Niall clears his throat. Harry and I look over there, then, while he's not paying attention, I realize it's the perfect time. I quickly flip him over to where he's on the bottom.
"So here's what's gonna happen," I begin.
"Oh, this is getting good," Louis laughs.
"I'm gonna get off of you, everyone is going to eat, and then we're all getting ready to go Christmas shopping." I give them all a look, and Anne has an impressed smirk on her face.
"Who made you boss?" Harry laughs.
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thin // harry styles
Fanfiction"you tried to change, didn't you? closed your mouth more, tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake... you can't make homes out of human beings. someone should have already told you that."
