Love You More Than This (Harry Styles fanfiction)

Good Time

"I told you to wait baby
girl, I told you your dad and
I picked him out ourselves. You guys are perfect for
each other.'
My mom smiled at me as my dad put his arm
around my moms shoulder. She wrapped her arm
around my dads waist. Their eyes sparkled more
than the moon, more than the sun.
'Why him mom? Why did you pick harry?' I asked
again taking a step closer to my parents.
'He's perfect for you baby. He's your soul mate.
He's the guy we want for you. You and Harry had to
dodge obstacles and difficulties but your love was
stronger than ever. Harry was in love with you the
first day he met you and you were in love with him
too but you guys were just in denial. It took you
guys that trip to California to make you realize
that you couldn't live without him and he couldn't
live without you.' My dad explained.
Tears streamed down my face as I ran over to my
parents and hugged them tightly, it felt so real. My
dad stroked my hair and kissed my head as my
mom held me in her arms.
'We thought it would be great to have someone like
Harry take our place. I know we can't be there with
you and Liam physically but we will always be in
your heart baby.' My mom whispered.

I shot up from the bed and looked around

only to be laying in a bed next to harry. I ran my

hands through my hair, dazed. It's funny how I

always end up in bed when I randomly fall asleep

on the couch. I got off the bed and walked around

on the warm, comfortable carpet while I thought

about this dream I had. Everything finally made

sense. In the beginning, I was confused about the

constant dreams I had about my parents. I was

puzzled when my mom was going to reveal my

soul mate but now that I know it's harry, I felt

weight rip off my chest, I could finally breathe

properly. I looked at Harry who was sleeping and

chuckled silently.

I walked down the hallway and into the

kitchen to make breakfast. I decided on pancakes

with bananas on top, a pinch of cinnamon, vanilla

extract and whipped cream on top. I set 2 plates

on the table along side with 2 cups filled with

milk. The white roses where placed on the center

of the table. I sat down on the chair and

interlocked my fingers on top of the table to wait

for Harry to arrive. Short after, he walked out with

his hair perfectly combed and he looked

refreshed.

"Good morning baby." He said as he walked up to

me and peck me lightly on the lips.

"Good morning babe. I made you food." I smiled.

He smiled back at me and sat down on on the