Candy Man - Harry Styles

007

I woke up the next morning with the bright sun shining through my curtains.

You're my sun, my moon, and all my stars.

I crawled out of my bed and got dressed in a sleeveless black crop top and white and black skater skirt.

My bare feet patted down the cold wooden stairs, the smell of burnt toast and cigarettes filled my nose.

As I entered the kitchen Harry was sat at the breakfast table smoking, and my Mother was wafting a towel around trying to get rid of some of the smoke from her burning the toast.

My mother soon noticed me, "oh, good morning darling. I was making breakfast and forgot about the toast, but there is some bacon and eggs on the table." She nonchalantly states, while still throwing around the towel.

I simply nod and pull a chair out from the table.

Harry ashes his cigarette and takes a sip of his coffee. He's so strange, one moment he acts like an old man and the next, a four year old on a sugar high.

"Didn't you go home last night?" I questioned him.

"No, you fell asleep on the couch and your mother practically made me stay." He says. "But, I have to be gone by ten, gotta get to the trolly."

"Oh." I mumble, saddened by the fact he has to leave.

"Although in the mean time, maybe we can play a game?" He offers.

"Yeah! For sure, I have Uno, and Monopoly, and Snakes and Latters, and-"

"Okay, okay, calm down baby,we will play whatever you want." He cut me off.

I could feel my cheeks redden at the pet name he called me.

Baby.

"Mhm, okay come on then!"

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