Harry Styles BSM

59. Paperdoll Part Two

Hello fellow wattpaders! Anyone having a good day today? Anyways there are going to be changes in the character's point of views in this chapter. Anyhow, forgive me if my writing don't satisfy you, I'm trying my best and all, but I'm still learning so thats that.

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HARRY’S P.O.V

It was a Saturday morning, I woke up with the bright light pouring through my window pane; the sun was shining, the birds were singing. I checked the clock on my bedside table then noticed that it’s eight o’clock on the dot. I stretch my limbs then sat up; my back against the headboard, both my arms placed behind my head. I gaze at my surroundings then remembered I am actually home, far from the busy road, far from stage, far from the band, no not actually far from the band I mean we all leave at London, just not the same places.

I stood up; head towards my bathroom then do my daily morning routine, washing my face/ taking a bath, brushing my teeth and so on and so forth. When I’m done with everything, I went towards the kitchen, my favourite place ever since I first held a knife, and started whipping up some breakfast for the family. I made pancakes, bacon and eggs, sausages and toast and more.

“Wow, I sure missed your cooking” mom said making a cup of coffee

“Morning mom” I said and she just smiled “Everyone awake?” I asked

“Oh yeah, your Dad is just getting ready, I don’t know Y/N though” she said. Once I finished everything, setting the table and stuffs I left mom to wake Y/N up, on the way upstairs I wandered off to my thoughts, will she remember anything that has happened last night, I mean she’s very drunk. I have so many questions to her that needed answers, why is she like this? Why did she change?

I stopped in front of her door, just standing there for a second, I don’t know why though; well it’s now or never. I barged inside only to be greeted by her empty bed, my heart started beating faster, my eyes are frantically searching everywhere, I’m about to yell, to call everyone for help, but I heard a snore. Everything stops, and then a snore was heard again, she’s probably still sleeping, I followed the sound of her snore and found her on the other side of the bed, on the floor her blanket tightly wrapped around her.

“Oh Y/N, you nearly gave me a heart attack” I said to myself, I walked towards her then sat down on the floor, watching her sleep

“Why are you doing this?” I kept on asking her still looking at her. Her mouth agape, eyes tightly closed, drool dripping from the side of her mouth and her make up a mess on her face, she’s still wearing her outfit from last night, well a sleeveless tight shirt with a blazer and a short skirt. She may have changed her appearance but to me she’s still that little girl I grew up with, I know it.  Just look at how she sleeps, she probably rolled off of her bed, she’s snoring, her snore is quite loud for a girl and she drools, well that actually is the way she is even when she’s a little girl, when she doesn’t care about her looks, she eats a lot or what she calls ‘pig out’ heck it’s even a war trying to get her to take a bath, well that was before I left, but now that I’ve returned, she sure have changed.

I kept on watching her when she snorted, then her eyes snapped open meeting mine. “Hello little sister, did you have a good sleep?” I asked her smiling.
Her face brightened but then it turned into a sour look, her hands flew up to massage her head, one word. Hang over.

“Harry! You’re here!” she exclaimed once the pounding of her head died down “Yeah I arrived last night” I said picking her blanket trying to arrange it into her bed

“Oh, sorry I wasn’t there Harry” she said “It’s alright, mom said you did some stuffs so, yeah. Oh breakfast is served, you should probably head down and eat after fixing yourself, and I’d get the advil for you later” I told her starting to walk out of her room