I wake up the next morning to an empty bed. I open my sleep filled eyes and sit up to look next, but I see nothing. I ran my hand over the spot I had imagined Harry laying the night before and laid my head back down on the pillow.
Maybe it really was just my imagination. Maybe I did really have that bad of a night with my family and just needed to get out of this world. I needed to put myself in a world with Harry. Harry is and will forever be my security blanket, and I knew that, and I knew the only way to get him since he was on tour was to put myself in a different universe.
I sit up to look at my desk in the corner of the room to see it is cleaned off, nothing but pencils and some loose paper.
That's weird. That's usually where I roll.
I lift myself out of bed and walk to my closet. I opened it, pushing the clothes out of the way to see my smoke box sitting exactly where I had left it when I moved.
Okay.. weird.
I shrug and give up, walking over to get my phone off my night stand before walking out of my room and heading to the kitchen. On my way through the hallway, I can already hear giggling. I roll my eyes, thinking it's my cousins trying to crack some shitty ass joke like always that my mother for some reason finds funny everytime.
I look down at my phone to see laney texted me multiple times.
From Laney: girl I heard what happened.
From Laney: omg this is so exciting!!
From Laney: I can't wait to see you Saturday! It will be so much fun!!
What in the hell is she talking about?
As I walk down the stairs I hear my mom stop giggling.
"Hi sweetheart," my mom says, making my eyes look up only to meet a pair of emerald ones that I thought were only in my dreams, "Harry and I were just making breakfast. Would you like some?" she asks. I stand there frozen, trying to put everything together in my head.
If he is really here, does that mean we..? no, there is no way that really happened, right?
"Hello? Rosanna?" she asks, snapping her fingers at my trying to grab my attention.
"Uh, yeah sure. I'll take whatever you guys are giggling over," I tell her, keeping my head down and heading straight for the kitchen table without another word.
Before I know it I can see Harry's tattooed arms reach in front of me, setting a plate of eggs, pancakes, and bacon on my table mat before setting his plate next to mine and sitting.
"Thank you," I say quietly, still staring at the plate and starting to eat.
"You're welcome." Harry says confused but I don't think much of it. I scarf my plate down in under ten minutes while the whole table stays silent eating.
"Rosanna," my mother says, making my head turn up a little, "is everything alright?"
"Yup, uh huh, everything is cool. Why wouldn't everything be cool, I mean this is a cool house right?" I ramble before stopping myself with more food in my mouth. Suddenly , I feel a cold hand grasp my thigh making me look down at the ring filled hand.
"Rosie, what's going on?" he whispers to me, sending chills down my spine. I keep my gaze on the hand remembering the feeling like it was only yesterday.
"Harry, may I speak with you in the other room?" I ask him to lift my head to look at him now.
No more bullshit, what the fuck happened.
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SHE - HS
Fanfiction"She's the first one that I see and I don't know why. I don't know who she is." - Fresh out of his first solo album, Harry styles is having a reoccurring dream about a girl he doesn't know. One day, on the set of his new music video, he meets her an...
