Chapter 7: Wake Me Up

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"Good morning." Harry greets me with a smile as I wake up in his arms. "You slept the whole time." He says and I stretch. "How was the movie?" I ask him. "It was nice. I slept half of the time too." He says with a laugh.

I look at the clock and it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Harry." I sit properly beside him. "Before when you and the lads have a long holiday, you go to LA, New York, around Europe. Why are you here?" I ask him like an interview in the telly. "And leave you here? I missed you from tour." He says without sending any sweet gesture. "Do you want to sleep all day?" I ask him. "Sounds good." He says and I pull his head to my face giving him a kiss. He smiles to me and I pull him back for a long one.

Our lips were searching for each other and I grip his shirt where I pulled him close to me. I sat on his lap and he wraps his arms around my waist and mine to his neck.

The doorbell rings and we stopped. I rest my face on his shoulder and we hear the doorbell ring again.

"Should we get it?" Harry asks and presses his lips to my neck then I looked at him. "I don't want to but it might be something important." I say. "What important thing would come over on a Sunday?" He asks me and looks at my eyes. "I'll get it now. I hate how the bell rings." I say and get off him. I walked to the front door and swing it open. "Hello!" "Mum? You're here. And you're with Ashton." I say, surprised. Really surprised. How could my mum and my brother come over like this?

"Are you going to let us in?" Ash asks. "Of course. You can. Uhm, come inside." I say and looked at Harry and mouthed mum to him.

"Good to see your flat clean." Mum says and Harry stands behind me. "Mum, this is Harry." I say. I hate surprise visits. I'm really not ready. "Harry. Harry Styles." I say. "So, you were the girl on the news. And Twitter!" Ashton says and opens my fridge. "Glad to meet you, Mrs. Shaw." Harry says and we paused. "Uhm, Harry, love, mum's not...mum's not a Shaw. Her last name is Moore." I say and me and Ashton exchanged looks. "Glad to meet you, Ms. Moore." Harry says and reaches his hand to mum. "Mmm... Tara." Mum looks at me and accepts Harry's hand. Then I felt relief and good thing that Harry had his pajamas and shirt on.

"Have a seat." Harry offers mum a seat and he sits beside her. They were talking while I walk to Ashton.

"That's Harry's." I say and take the nachos from Ashton's hands. "Come on. I haven't ate yet. I bought you food. There are bagels in the bag!" Ashton says and mum and Harry looks at us. "Mum!" I point to Ashton. "He can have that." Harry says. "See. Harry said yes." Ashton says. "Is he going to be my brother-in-law?" Ashton says and I laughed. He sits beside Harry asking him to get from the bowl of nachos. I stand behind the kitchen counters looking at them. "I'll go get in my room for a moment." I say and walked inside my room to continue my fan fiction.

I typed what mum likes in a guy so that Harry would entertain mum as she wants. It's like I'm using a cheat in a game.

After about thirty minutes. I walked out of my room and mum, Ashton and Harry were laughing. I walked to the kitchen counters and opened the bags that has bagels, chips and cheese and more.

"You sure know how to pick a guy." Mum says to me and I smiled. Glad that she forgot that Calum was my boyfriend before and not questioning whatever happened between us. "I'll be having the chips and cheese since Ashton ate our nachos." I say and sat beside mum.

I walked inside my room and watched television there as I left Harry and mum with Ashton talking.

I get my phone and sent Ellie a text message about mum and Ashton inside the house then someone knocks on the door.

"Come in." I say and my brother comes in with chips and cheese on his hand. "You must eat more." He says and sits on the chair beside the bed. "I want more cheese. Go get me cheese." I say. "Tara, look at the cheese! It's overflowing." Ashton says. "Ugh. You're so lazy!" I stand from my bed and walked out to the kitchen to get more cheese and walked back to the room. I sat on the bed and continued eating my chips.

"What can you say about Harry?" I ask Ashton. "He's bloody great." Ashton says and I smiled. "Mum likes him a lot. Have you seen her face?" He adds. "I'd never thought you'd visit me." I say. "It was a surprise. Mum had to go here in London for some business and she asked me to come with her since I don't have work to do in the university." He says. "Wow. Never thought you'd come with mum." I say. "I know she'll drop by here then I also came to check on Harry. And yeah, rumours were true, you're dating him. But are you sure he won't f^ck around?" Ashton asks. "I trust Harry with my whole heart. He won't do that." I answer him.

I told Ashton everything about Harry, except for the control thing, and he was kinda impressed. Our conversation placed me in some sleep where mum's voice and touch woke me up.

"Sweetheart, we have to go now." She says. "Have you taken dinner?" I ask her. "Yes. Harry served us food. You've got a great guy with you. Keep him." Mum says as she pats and squeezes my arm and I sit down. "I'll see you soon." I say and mum gives me a hug. "Have a safe trip mum. Take care." I say and stand from my bed leading mum and Ashton out my flat.

"I've slept." I say to Harry who was drinking a glass of water. "Do you think your mum liked me?" Harry asks. "Of course. She told me that." I say. "That's great." He says and we come inside our room and lay on the bed with the telly open.

"So, are you only two in the family?" Harry asks me, playing with my hair. I lay below his arm that was around me. My left leg was above him and my left arm on his stomach. "Yah. Ashton's the eldest. Two years older than me." I say. "He's graduating college soon." I add. "That's very nice." He says. "It surprised me that they came here. I can't sleep anymore!" I say and turn to him. "It was really nice meeting your family." He says and reaches my lips for a kiss. He pulled me up to his height as we continued what we missed a while ago.

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