In Style || Harry Styles

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Oliveira -

I wake with Hady besides me, sleeping with a half eaten of box of root beer flavored Poptarts in her hand.

Oh now that's a lovely sight.

I look on her nightstand to see the digital clock showing off

8 :22AM

Fantastic.

I rise stretching all of my limbs, i am content when i hear each individual one pop. I rush to the bathroom, carefully not trying to wake the Tasmanian Devil rummage through Hady's pastel pink painted drawers to find my spare tooth brush.

Tampons, pads, dental floss, a old diaphragm, perfume samples from Victoria Secret, a package of Trojan condom, various colors of old nail varnish, Qtips, lotions, even negative pregnancy tests.

Ew!

What else can i find in here?

A Jehovah witness?

I finally find my own coral blue toothbrush.

After cleaning my teeth, I go to lay back down besides Hady.

Crap!

That thing with Harry!

He's going to 'surprise' me. It give me an queasy unsettling feeling when the the thought hits my head. I better go home. Mom's most likely already home. I go for my shoes and phone. I check my messages.

(Two messages from: Ian <3 and Turn the Paige! )

Not one from him. Was he thinking about me? I mean he is not my boyfriend. Or at least i don't think he is. Because he didn't say anything about monogamy. But i don't want to see anyone else but him? But i would hate it that he would sleep with other woman.

Jesus.

I sound like i belong on the cast of Sex and the City.

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"Ma! I'm home!" I slam the door, walking into the kitchen. On the marble counters rests a note.

Steph!
Took Dominica with me to the hospital to make her productive. We will be home at 5
xo

Dominica... in a hospital with kids?

Thats odd even for Dominica.

Maybe Dominica is in that much of a distraction.

I head to my room to wash the unforgettable smell of junk food and Hady's perfume off my body.

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As time passes, my mother comes home in her pastel soft pink scrubs. I am surprised when i see Dominica in a pair of scrubs scattered with teddy bears and lollipops.

"The little kids are the most adorable things in the world." She smiles with such enthusiasm. I haven't seen her this exciting in a long time.

"Hey Stephanie. Me and ma just had the grandest time at St. Luke's. I got to work with the babies and they where heaven." Her eyes glimmer with hope.

Maybe this could be her calling.

"Wow that's great." I nod. I pull my attention to my mom. "How's Hady and Chris?" She rushes to the kitchen for a bottle of water. "Fine i mean Hady is but Chris is drinking again."

She exhales deeply. "Theresa really needs to grow up." My mom grew up with Theresa, and it hurts her. Before when Mr. Walker was here, she was an exemplary mom. Putting my mom to shame at the game of parenting. But now my mom is striving in the lead.