Married To A Styles | H.S +UNDER EDITING+

Karma

I wake up to Darcy climbing on top of me. When I open my eyelids, she's sitting right in front of me.

"Yes, Darcy?" I ask, laughing a bit.

"Mommy, there's someone downstairs.." She says.

My eyes go wide, going to Harry's side of the bed. He's still sleeping, facing away from me with half the blanket on his bare chest.

"Are you sure?" I turn back to Darcy.

She nods as I put her onto the floor, shaking Harry awake.

"Mm?" He murmurs.

"Harry, Darcy said there's someone downstairs." I say, glancing to the clock.

10:00AM.

He turns around to face me, sitting up.

I hear a bang come from downstairs and I'm immediately terrified.

"I'll be back." Harry informs, standing up.

I urge Darcy to climb back onto the bed, sitting by my side as Harry goes and checks.

What's up with people breaking in so often?

"Mia!" I hear Harry shout. Oh, my god. Something's happening, someone is down there! "Come down here, it's alright!"

I push myself off the bed, carrying Darcy on my hip, weary at what is awaiting for us.

As soon as I get to the top of the stairs, I look down and see Harry. He looks up to us, laughing.

Looking beside him, I see a little puppy.

"He was the intruder." Harry laughs as he holds the puppy by its collar.

"What does the collar say?" I ask, walking down the steps.

"It doesn't have a tag, just a collar. It's pretty disgusting and dirty, he's been on his own for awhile, I'm guessing." He says as I reach him.

"Mommy, can I pet him?" Darcy asks and I look to Harry for reassurance.

"Not right now, okay, sweetie?" Harry says and Darcy pouts. "He might have a disease or something. Later, okay?"

Darcy nods as I set her down, as she stares at the puppy.

"We can't keep it." I tell Harry.

"Why not?" He asks.

"It could have rabies or CPV or something." I say.

"Then let's take it to the vet." He grins.

I sigh. "Fine. But if the doctor finds anything, anything at all-"

"We will pay to get its treatment." Harry interrupts with a grin.

I sarcastically laugh. "That is not what I was going to say."

"C'mon, Mia." Harry begs. "We could use a dog. Darcy would love a dog to keep her company when I'm away."

I sigh. "Let me go get dressed then." I turn around, going back up the stairs. "I'll throw down clothes."

Harry laughs as I reach the top, going into our bedroom. I go to his drawer, pulling out a black T, a jacket and black jeans.

I go to the steps, throwing them down to him.

~*~*~

"What should we name the pup?" Harry asks as we drive down the road.

"Patches!" Darcy says.

That dog is sitting at the bottom of my feet because we don't want it to get to Darcy yet.

It keeps trying to come up, but I just keep pushing it back down. So, now it's laying with its head in between my legs, looking up to me.