Reversed [A Harry Styles FanFiction]TEMPORARILY ON HOLD

Chapter 12

Laura's POV

**NEXT AFTERNOON**

I wake up in an unfamiliar bed wearing clothes that aren't mine.

There Harry's.

Holy fuck.

Then at that very moment a lady that I presume is Harry's mother walks into the room.

"Oh sorry to wake you dear." She whispers.

"I was already awake no need to apologize." I whisper back.

"Mmmh Laura who on earth are you talking to?" Harry grumbles.

"Harry your mother is standing at the door." I chuckle.

"What?! Oh sh- hi mum." He greets.

"Harry is this the girl you have fallen head-over-heels for?" She teases.

"Yes mum..." He blushes.

He's so fricking cute when he blushes.

"Okay then anyways I'm Anne Harry's mother." Anne introduces herself.

"Oh I'm Laura Jones. Harry's best friend and partner in crime." I joke.

"Jones? Is your father Tim Jones by any chance?" She questions.

"Yeah." I state.

"I work with your father!" She chirps.

"Uh mum remind me again why your here?" Harry remarks.

"I was just letting you know I have to work today and won't be home until late." She informs us.

"Alright." He simply states.

"It's 2:30pm by the way."

"2:30?! I have to be at work at three!" I scream.

"I'll drive you home now then." Harry gets up and pulls a shirt over his head considering he's basically half naked.

He's acting very strange today, It's kinda worrying me.

Harry's POV

--3am--

I have spent 11 and a half hours writing a song for this girl.

I hope she loves it.

But how will I get a chance to sing it to her?

Bingo!

I'll sing it to her during parade tomorrow.

Your hand fits in mine Like it's made just for me But bear this in mind It was meant to be And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks And it all makes sense to me

I know you've never loved The crinkles by your eyes When you smile You've never loved Your stomach or your thighs, The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine But I'll love them endlessly

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth But if I do It's you Oh, it's you they add up to I'm in love with you And all these little things

You can't go to bed without a cup of tea And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep Though it makes no sense to me

I know you've never loved The sound of your voice on tape You never want To know how much you weigh You still have to squeeze into your jeans But you're perfect to me

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth But if it's true It's you, It's you they add up to I'm in love with you And all these little things