Show Me The Light: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Another Call From Dad

*8:30am*

Chelsea's p.o.v.

The sun shone especially bright this morning. Bright enough for me to groan in disgust and put a pillow over my head to lock out the sunlight.

"Baby?" I heard Harry mumble sleepily.

"Too bright." I whined.

"Come on. I wanna see that beautiful face of yours." he said when he was close to my pillow.

"MmmmMmmm." I protested.

I should've known better because the next thing I knew, Harry whipped my pillow off my face. Once again, I groaned in disgust and closed my eyes even more due to the bright sun. 

"Harry!" I groan in protest.

He kissed me all over my face, causing me to giggle. I rolled onto my right side due to my giggling too hard, yelped in pain and moved onto my stomach. It was then I remembered the events of yesterday. 

"I was gonna say....babe, u don't wanna be on that side." Harry said with a chuckle.

"How come I don't remember going to the hospital?" I mumbled into the pillow.

"'Cause babe, Liam took care of you. He cleaned your wound and stitched it up for you."

"Remind me I owe him for that."

All Harry did was kiss my cheek softly and I turned my face so we kissed on the lips. 

"Ready for our morning?" he asked.

I nodded and smiled as I knew what he meant; he would do push-ups over me while I just lay there taking in every one of his beautiful features.

"I'm surprised your parents haven't called yet. The whole thing yesterday made international news." Harry said while he was doing push-ups over me and kissing my nose every so often.

"Oh, I'm sure they saw it, but it's 3 hours later in Michigan and my parents were probably sleeping or at the casino. Maybe they saw it. Maybe they didn't." 

"If not, someone in your family had to have seen it."

"Right."

Just then, the front door opened and in walked Harry's mom, who I haven't met yet. 

"Oh, am I disturbing something?" she asked.

"You're okay, Mum. Just doing push-ups and talking." Harry said. 

Harry stopped, giving me one last kiss on the nose before pulling me onto my feet.

"Mum, this is Chelsea. Chelsea, this is my mum." Harry said, introducing us to each other. Anne opened her arms for a hug and said,

"Please call me Anne, Chelsea." with a smile. I smiled and accepted the hug.

"Okay, Anne."

"I'll leave you two to talk and get to know each other." Harry said as he went into the kitchen to make breakfast. Anne and I sat down in the living room.

"Harry's told me so many good things about you."

"He has? What has he told you?"

"He told me that you love to laugh and you have a passion for music and writing stories."

I blushed and said,

"Yeah, I kinda write a lot of fanfictions about One Direction. Most of them are just random ideas I came up with and I recruit friends to help me with them."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Some of my friends write and some don't, but I'm fine with it. I can't change my friends to have them suit my friendship requirements."