I woke up with an aching pain in my neck realizing its because of the way I slept. When I fully woke up I found a very gently looking woman besides be waiting for the bus. She barely had any room to sit down because my body was taking up most of it.
"Sorry I'm in your way you should of just woke me up and told me to move."
"No it looked like you were in need of some sleep. Hello my name is Anne." She stuck her hand out I met up with it to shake it. I never knew some one that nice just to introduce themselfs like that.
"I'm Jocelyn..." Once we stopped shaking hands I looked away feeling ashamed of the action that may have led her to believe I am a stupid teenager that ran away with her boyfriend.
"Jocelyn its very nice to meet you. Do you mind if we talk about how you ended up sleeping on a bench." Anne looked at me with loving eyes. Those were the eyes of a mother, a mother I longed for.
She got up took my hand and helped me up. For once I am the being taken care of not the other way around. We walked around Cheshire and I told her my life story that seemed to go on for ever.
I just listened to the story she told that seemed to be taken straight out of a television show. I knew she was telling the truth because she was tearing up most of the time, I can she was trying to hold it back. When she finish I just didn't know what to say her big brown eyes looked straight at me and I knew exactly what I needed to do.
"Jocelyn if you need a place to stay you are welcomed to stay at my home."
"Ooh I couldn't thats too much I feel bad just for making you listen to me." I could she was taken back by my offer I couldn't let her stay on the streets I can't even imagine my daughter Gemma doing it so I felt like I needed to do help her out.
"It wouldn't bother me one bit ever since my daughter Gemma left I have wanted to have some one and one girl time."
She took my hand and pulled me to a fancy car that couldn't be hers but it was. She told me about her daughter which she seemed so nice. She also said she had an 18 year old son that means the world to her. The way she described him as if he was a king. Then she later said his name was Harry Styles. The name... it sounded familar, but were have I heard it. One Direction her son is in a boy band named One Direction. I only knew he is in a band because my best friend back home was a huge fan of them and it so happens her favorite member was Harry.
"So not to sound all fan girl but how is Cassie and Harry?" I asked I felt stupid for asking such a question.
"Oh well I don't like Cassie that much I don't even know how they met so I don't know much about her. But she gives off a kind arrogant vibe."
"Sorry I asked, so I am guessing you want him to be with some one else."
It was a bit awkard the rest of the drive to her home. When we pulled in the drive way my eyes were glued to the house it was huge. It was like nothing you have ever seen before, I could tell Anne was looking at me smiling. When she walked to the front door she looked at me almost like she was telling me to brace myself for what is inside. Well even though I braced myself the inside of the house was 1,000x better than anything you have ever seen. You started to look around in awe.
"This house is ... just Beautiful." I said trying to find words to express what I was feeling on the inside.
"This is your home as well. You can sleep in Gemma's room, she won't be home for awhile. Harry is going to be home in about 10 minutes so when he gets here I want you to met him. The both of you need to get along since this is your home now." Anne said in a smooth calm voice.
When I started to walk around I started to notice the picture of her and Gemma and Harry. You can they are brother and sister they look alike so much. When you were looking around you heard the door knob open you were scared so you sat down as fast as you could.
"Mum I got the grocery for the house and..." He froze in his tracks looking at me puzzled and stunned.
When I walked into my home I saw a beautiful girl she looked scared of me when we locked eyes. That didn't last long though she looked down like she was ashamed of what she did. I didn't what to do I was froze in my place, I haven't been in this kind of position before. So I walked around the house to look for my mum to make sure she knew there was a girl in our house.
"Mum who is sitting in or living room." I whispered in her ear.
"That's Jocelyn so be nice to her she needs a place to stay. Make her feel at home talk to her."
How was I going to talk to some one I don't know, that is the man problem running through my head.
"Hey my name is Harry." He said to me in a rather shakey tone in his deep voice. I didn't know what to do so it took me awhile to met his hand.
"Jocelyn nice to meet you Harry." He was more good looking in person than he was in the pictures. I was shy this was the first time I was talking to someone that was around my age and was a good looking boy to bad he was taken by Cassie. Which Anne seemed like he could do better I have never met her so how am I suppose to know.
"Okay you too I am off to work Harry show her around not only the house but Cheshire she just moved here bye ." Anne said whisking herself away great now I am left with some one I know nothing about just my luck.