Maddison has always dreamed of more, working in the library was never where she saw herself, it doesn't fill her with the excitement she craves. Until one day she stumbles upon a 'help wanted' sign, working for the desirable Mr Styles. Could this be...
Harry stormed off upstairs after my fathers rude remark. It's only been a minute but I run up after him just as he slams the door shut.
I walk in and he's ass naked searching for clothes to put on.
"I'm getting real fucking tired of your father Maddison!" he says.
His face hasn't changed from anger yet. My father can take everything else from me but he cannot take Harry from me.
"He can take everything but you from me! He's not taking you from me and I'm not letting you leave." I say as I watch him pack his bag.
He's only in his boxers now but still hasn't managed to put on his clothes in this arguing.
"Maddison I have people I'd like to see too I have a family too. I'm not staying until tonight I'm done being around him! I can't stand him! I don't want you here anymore either!" he says.
I grab my suitcase and begin packing it.
"What are you doing?" he says dressing himself.
"Choosing you, you are my everything Harry I love you." I say.
"I didn't ask you to." he says buttoning up his shirt.
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"I know babe, but I never and I mean never want to lose you." I say.
He pulls me to him and kisses me gently at first but deepens it. His hands hold my face as he lets his tongue graze my lip.
"That dress has been driving me crazy since I saw you in it earlier." he says against my lips.
I smile.
"Yeah it was meant to." I say and bite my lip.
"We're gonna go downstairs open presents with them say goodbye and leave." he says.
"I thought we were going to...." I trail off.
"Later baby I promise." he smirks.
I give him a nod grabbing the presents off the bed. I realize this could end on a good note or a bad note but as long as my mum knows I love her and my sister does too that's all that matters.
Downstairs I see my father smile proudly which automatically pisses me off. Harry goes to grab my fathers present and hand it to him. I take it instead and drop it in my fathers lap.
"Merry Christmas!" I say sarcastically.
Harry hands my sister hers and I hand my mums to her. When my dad opens his he just gives it a small look then puts it down. My heart hurts but I will not let that bother me, the joy on my mum and sisters face is enough. My sister loves the boots and my mum loves the necklace and sweater. My sister hugs me tightly and I hug her back. I savor the moment because I won't have another for a while. I want them to be there for Penelope's birth.
