Sleepover||h.s.

Ch.1

That's Jaden at the top. If you want to look at her more clearly and stuff, I don't know if this is her Instagram name anymore because I found her awhile back - like years ago - but look up 'mellldimambro Instagram' on safari and she should pop up.

Also, the setting is in London but I don't live in England so if I don't use the English slangs, I'm sorry lmao

Oki enjoy the story bye

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"You can't keep telling me how to live my life!"

My mum and I were currently arguing because she can't understand the fact that I'm 19, and I am able to make rules for myself and not have to listen to all fifty of her rules.

"You live under my house, my roof, my rules! You're 19 years old, you act like you're 35. I hate to break it to you, Jaden, but you're not. You want to make your own rules? Go live in your own house." She smirked at me.

I laughed.

It wasn't because it was funny, what she said wasn't funny at all. What's funny is, she thinks it's a challenge.

Okay, challenge accepted.

I've been living with her because I start college in another 3 months, and I planned on moving into my own home when college started - I haven't been lucky enough to find a house yet. So, I gave her another year with me before I left.

Clearly she wasn't grateful enough to see that I stayed for her.

"Okay, mum. I'm out."

I marched upstairs, packed everything I had into my suitcases. It took me about an hour to get everything I would need for a few nights until I came back for the rest.

She gawked at me as I came down the stairs. I smiled at her before exiting the house and hopping in my car, throwing my luggage in with me.

I put the car in gear, and drove away from the house I didn't feel welcome in anymore. I would find a place to stay before I had to go back. I'm making the right choice for me and for everyone I'm bothering in that house.

I drove around the beautiful city of London, letting my thoughts wander. The music coming from the radio relaxed me and the sounds of other cars driving by reminded me that I wasn't going to be alone for long.

I pulled up in front of a very familiar house.

My old best friends house.

No one lived here, at least I thought. I seen a black BMW parked in the long driveway as I was making the travel, myself. I parked the car behind the BMW and hopped out, confidently walking up to the front door.

I knocked three times and stepped back onto the pavement, looking over the roof and up at the windows.

The door opened, and there stood a tall man. He snarled at me. "May I help you?"

He was dressed in a black suit, his brown curls were pushed back, and he had glasses on. He was actually really attractive.

"Uh- hi. I'm Jaden," I walked up the porch stairs and stuck my hand out. "Jaden Tawes."

"Nice to meet you, Jaden," He took my hand and shook it. "I'm Harry Styles. Is there anything I can help you with?"

I peeked inside to see it was relatively dark in there. Was he napping?

"Actually, maybe. May I come in?" I asked politely.

He stepped aside, holding the door opened. I stepped inside and stopped, staring at the view in awe. This house was incredibly gorgeous and nothing like I remembered it.