Forever young.

I am Chantel, I am a single mother of my son, Bryson. I have curly brown hair, light brown skin and brown eyes, and the father of my son is...Harry Styles.



4. HA.NO.

He walked around. "Welllllll..." He said, holding on to the "L." "Maybe you should move in with Harry...ya know...yeah.." I laughed at the though. "HA.NO." Harry smirked. "Come on, it will be fun." I rolled my eyes. "Not now, not today." Bennett looked around. "Pleaseeeeeee." Harry made his cute eyes that nobody could resist.

*Two hours later.* I finished packing. Oh and why am i doing this? I dont even know this myself. It will be better for Bryson...right? We don't want him growing up thinking that his mum walked off from his dad because she was scared...right? Yeah... no im not scared! No. Not scared. No. Okey...maybe a little. Just a wee bit. No more than that. Yup. I got up and got my bag. Harry was playing with Bryson while Bennett got my bag. "Do you have everything?" I nodded. "Okey sweetie." He kissed my cheek. I looked at him. "Stay normal. ANDDDD You have to ask my sister out. I know you like her." I said, licking my teeth. My sister, Moni, or Monique is my twin. We are not identical, but we are twinsies. He blushed like crazy. "Shut up." I smiled. "Nah." I stated, rolling my eyes. I hugged him. "I love you perv." He laughed. "I love you too sexy." I held in my laughter before walking over to Bryson and Harry. "Ready!" I said, teary eyed. "Okay, lets go." Harry said, rubbing my back in circles, which slightly comforted me.

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