Being Best Friends With Harry Styles.

chapter 3.

"Morning Lou" Harry smiled down to me, as I woke up "morning" I slid up the bed I stretched my arms out, "it's cold" I shiver while yawning "hmm I know but it is December and we’re in England" he laughed pulled the covers up to my shoulders, "sleep okay" I asked resting my head against his shoulder "yeah actually you" I felt him shuffle and rest his head on mine "yeah me too"

There was a knock on my door and my mum jumped into the room and onto the end of my bed "guess what kiddo's" she bounced about "I dunno mummy" Harry laughed "IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE" she shouted, I slid up the bed sitting up and frowned at her "too early for shouting mum" I moaned "sorry Lou" she leaned over a kissed my forehead "both want tea" she asked standing beside my bed "please" we chorused “You two never change” mum laughed.

Mum walked towards my door but turned back round "well one of you come and help then" she glared at us "I can’t, broke my leg" I winked, "I'll help" Harry hit my arm "ouch what was that for" I rubbed my arm "I know you're lazy Louisa but you need to work on your excuses"  he got up making me fall to the side as I was leaning on him "You broke your leg really" my mum laughed at me, I shrugged watching them both leave my room.

"Tea Lou" Harry shouted as he came back into my room, "why are you shouting" I yawned "you were asleep" he shrugged "oh so you think cos I'm asleep the best way to wake me up is to shout at me" I growl, I had fallen back to sleep in the time it took them to make tea. Wow. "Sorry" he shrugged again and smiled his cute smile at me. He needs to stop that he could get away with murder with that smile! "Cheers" I snatched it off him and blowing into my mug.

After a while of sitting in bed I always get restless so I got up and decided to take our mugs back down to the kitchen, "I can have my last chocolate from my advent calendar" I smiled suddenly the thought of chocolate woke me up, "you still have advent calendars" harry scoffed "yeah so your just jealous" I laughed in his face "ok you got me" he laughed along.

I took the mugs into the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher, I took a glance at my advent calendar as I walked over I looked for my unopened space, "HARRY EDWARD STYLES YOU ARE IN SOOO MUCH TROUBLE" I shook my head in disgust as I looked at how he had eaten my last chocolate, I heard footsteps down the stairs along with laughter "I told you she wouldn't find it funny" I heard him whisper "yeah but I do" mum was giggling "but she scares me when she's angry" I heard him stop "so I should! You ate my last chocolate" I moaned at him "Lou I'm sorry your mum said it would be funny" he shrugged "ok well clearly I'm not finding this half as funny as she is" I turned to my mother.

"Mummy you know I’m protective of my chocolate" I walked over to my mum, she knows how I have always loved eating my last chocolate every year and she thought it was funny. Ok part of me does find how I’m reacting funny. "Sorry sweetheart" she stroked my hair all motherthly "yes you should be" I nodded "and you" I walked to Harry "I feel like I've committed murder and standing trial" Harry laughed "well you might as well have chocolate stealer" I growl in his face.

Ok I have got to admit since he said I scare him I am putting on how angry I am, a little, but this is fun. "And Mr Styles how do you suppose you shall fix this problem" I asked now calmly but intimating him more every second "I'm not gunna stop searching today until I buy you two new advent calendars" he looked at me for approval "okay" I jumped on him hugging him. I could feel a sense of relief as he hugged me back holding me underneath as he held me up.

“Go home and shower Styles I’ll be at yours in an hour” I giggle pushing him out of the front door, “bye Lou” he plodded down the drive, I watched him as he crossed the road before shutting the door. I hopped my way back up the stairs and flopped onto my mum’s bed.

“So mum” I smiled as she sat brushing through her recently dried hair, “So Louisa” She spun around facing me “We’re still doing the little present thing yeah” I smiled sweetly. Wealways did this thing where we gave each other a small present on Christmas Eve, it started when I was younger and we just carried it on.