Dreamer {Harry Styles}

Chapter 12

My laptop has been acting up and just freezing on and off and blahh so I'm sorry for not being on here as much, I felt bad so I thought I'd give you an update and decided on Dreamer. :-) I got the inspiration for this chapter from watching Rachel and Ross from F.R.I.E.N.D.S do the 'we were on a break', such a good show, good isn't even the word. Anyway, Rachel and Ross always end up together and in a way, Serenity and Harry are the same. Harry has been there for her ever since they met. This chapter reveals some drama and its unleashed upon Harry and his mum, it's not bad drama, it's actually exciting.. kaykay here we go babies; <3

Chapter 12 - Dreamer;

Harry and I were currently cuddling on my bed, I'm daydreaming as per usual and Harry is playing with my hair and gently singing 'I won't give up' by Jason Mraz. 

"When I look into your eyes, it's like watching the night sky or a beautiful sunrise, there's so much they hold and just like them old stars; I see that you've come so far to be right where you are, how old is your soul? I won't give up on us, even if the skies get rough, I'm giving you all my love; I'm still looking up and when you're needing your space.." Harry drifted off singing beautifully into my ear.

"Harry, your voice is startlingly sensational," I whisper, it literally took my breath away. I turn my head over slightly so I'm looking in his eyes and they're twinkling in contentment. I smile as he returns it, his adorable crooked smile lighting up the dull room. When Harry smiles he can make a plain, tedious area look like flaming Times Square, it's purely astonishing.

I hear faint chatter coming from downstairs, it was my parents who were probably ecstatic to have gotten a holiday from me but they felt obligated to feign sadness.

"I better go down there," I say sad that I have to leave the heaven that is Harry's arms for a while. Harry sighs sadly but stretches his arms out and grabs my hand, leading me downstairs.

"Actually Sam, your daughter is home," I hear Anne say to my mum sternly from the living room. Harry shot me a reassuring look before giving me a light push into the room.

"What do you mean she's home?" Mum frowns at Anne as I enter the room, I clear my throat and Anne is the first to notice as she smiles sadly at her. Harry casually walked in and sat on the arm of Anne's chair.

"She means I'm home," I say stating what is already evident. Mum gasps and her frown increases as she gazes at me and then to Harry.

"Where were you?" She questions with venom dripping from her every word, I glance out the window as I build up the courage to spit out what I really want to say.

"I was out in the cold all night searching for Harry because Dan, you know Dan," I say sarcastically. "Yeah, well he captured Harry and took him to a deserted place where Dan beat him." I say slowly like I'm talking to a child. Mum stared at me in disbelief. "I know, I know, But.. but.. Dan was such a nice young man. But was he mum? Was he really?" I say angrily as mum shifts uncomfortably in her seat. "Two months ago, that same Dan killed your son." I say as I run a hand through my hair and glance at my father who had stayed quiet through my whole speech. "Now mum and dad," I say emphasising my dad's name as he doesn't seem to give a flying fuck about anything. "That could've happened to Harry tonight.. but it didn't. The reason being is that an old homeless man had to help me find him instead of you as you were to busy watching a film!" I scream as I pull my hair stress-fully, thinking of the outcome if old man Harry and I didn't find Harry.

"Honey," Harry says softly as he jumps off of the sofa and hugs me, I hug him back and thank him graciously with a small smile.

Anne was staring at Harry and I with a look of bewilderment on her face, I guess I forgot that I still hadn't informed her about Harry's near death experience being my fault.

My dad was looking at me with guilt written all over his face, he dropped his newspaper abruptly and barged out of the house, he turned left on the street which meant he was going to the graveyard, to see Max's  grave.

Mum, well mum was staring at the wall as her eyes watered, not looking at me once. She finally spoke, her eyes still on the pale white living room wall. "Are you two going out?" Her voice was weak, not like before when it was powerful and evil. I pulled away from Harry and looked at my mum.

"Yes," I state distant.

She tears her gaze away from the wall and stares at Harry and I, her face soft and motherly. "You make a lovely couple."

That's it? She has nothing else to say. After all I've been through and she practically sat back and watched with a bowl of popcorn, that's all she has to say? Not even a meaningless apology.

I continue to stare at her, no surprise evident in my features, all expected.

I turn my attention toward Anne who is looking troubled, Harry and I sit down beside her.

"What's wrong?" I ask concerned as my forehead creases into a frown.

"I need to meet this homeless man, whoever he is, wherever he is, I need to meet him; and thank him for saving my son. Serenity, dear, I honestly cannot thank you enough." Anne says truly grateful.

I smiled, "Of course." I grab Harry and Anne and squish them into a huge hug.

"Mum, he's amazing, he stood up to Dan and so did Serentiy," Harry says like a proud mother as he grabs both of our hands and we trudge out the door, going to search for homeless man Harry. Mum just sat and watched us in complete awe, I felt no pity for her at all. If she wants to be treated with respect then she must earn it.

YAY! So, she finally told her mum everything. Don't worry, her mum won't be a bitch forever. I'm so excited about the next chapter because HOMELESS MAN HARRY will be back and there'll be a surprise, a VERY exciting surprise. WOOPWOOOOOOP!