Moments - A Harry Styles Fanfic

One night when Olivia Howard hears her daughter crying she decides it's finally time to tell baby Darcy about her daddy who just happens to be Harry Styles. Read about how Olivia came to love the boy that we all love too. The heartbreak and happiness she shared with the curly haired boy.


6. Morning Shock...

After looking at the text the tears started once again. This time though it wasn't sadness. Well it was but also the fact that I have such an amazing best friend who cares about me so much.

I climbed off my bed and grabbed the comfiest pair of pyjamas I could find which was my Onesie. Do not laugh. It is extremely cosy! I pulled on my onesie over a tank top and my underwear and rung out my hair to let it dry out naturally. My face was still tear stained but I tried to make myself look happier by smiling.

Then I spotted the picture of Skye and I last night that I had set as my computer wallpaper and started bawling again. Seriously these emotions! No I'm not on my period I'm just having an eventful night!

Just as I was once again wiping my now bloodshot eyes the doorbell rang and I knew exactly who it was. I hurried down the stairs and opened the door to find a certain curly-haired, green-eyed boy who was also wearing his pyjamas. A smiling Harry was holding a DVD, two tubs of ice-cream, popcorn, chocolate and of course a box of tissues. I smiled although the tears just started again. He walked in placed the things in his arms on my hall table and wrapped his arms around me.

"I'm so sorry Liv. He's a complete and utter bas-" Harry started in complete range as he stroked the back of my head. "Harry!" I snapped at him. "Sorry..." he trailed off as we pulled apart and he looked into my eyes. "You're looking well anyway" he joked as he admired my onesie. I twirled around like a princess and laughed. He's been here two minutes and I'm already cheered up.

"Come on. Let's go cry our hearts out at The Notebook!" Harry exclaimed as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, grabbed our treats and we walked into my massive sitting room which held a sixty-inch flat screen tv and lots of comfy couches. This isn't even our fancy room. This is where everyone chills out!

I made myself comfortable on the couch with a duvet Harry carried downstairs and snuggled me in while he put the DVD in and pressed play. The microwave then beeped indicating that the popcorn was ready. I went to get it but Harry quickly stopped me. "let me" He bowed like a gentleman and I laughed at his silliness.

I sat there smiling to myself thinking how lucky I was. What other girl has a guy like this? Right now I'm happy even if Harry isn't my boyfriend. I just need my boy best friend.

He soon came back carrying two steaming bags of freshly popped popcorn and sat beside me wrapping himself in the duvet. "So are you staying over here tonight?" I asked hoping he would as I shoved a massive spoonful of Ben and Jerry's Phish Food into my mouth causing immediate brain freeze and Harry was nearly finished his bag of still hot popcorn. He shrugged. "I mean I'd like to. You know to make sure you're ok. I mean only know you wanted me to. Like I don't want you to be uncomfortable and....." I cut off his adorable rant. "of course I want you to stay with me!" I laid my head on his toned chest as the movie begun and he rested his head on mine.

By the end of the movie both Harry and I were crying our eyes out like two forty year old sappy moms who have no life. That's how cool we are.

"Honestly I'm such a girl. I cry every time I watch this!" I looked at him in disbelief. He's watched this movie before?! "What? Just because I'm a guy doesn't mean I can't enjoy a good chick flick!" Harry defended himself but I decided to throw a pillow at him anyway. I laughed as Harry threw the pillow back at me and we started fighting. I started throwing literally anything I could get my hands on which included spoons, popcorn, chocolate squares, DVD boxes, anything. By the time we had finished the room looked like a bomb had hit it. "let's clean this up in the morning. Right now we should probably get to bed" I said as I looked at the clock on the wall. It was two am.

"And where exactly will I sleep?" Harry asked raising his eyebrows humorously.

"Uhm...good question" I replied thoughtfully as I stroked my chin struggling not to burst out laughing. "Maybe we should just sleep down here" I came to the conclusion that my dad would kill me if he found me in the same bed as a boy. Even though he isn't exactly a big influence in my life he slightly cares...

"Oh don't worry about me! You go sleep in your bed. I'll stay down here!" Harry tried to convince me but I was having none of it. "Harry I'm not leaving you alone downstairs in my big creepy the dark at night!" I shouted back at him laughing as he took in everything I was saying and he came to the realisation that he didn't want to be alone. "M-maybe you're right..." He stuttered as he wrapped his arms around his chest and shivered jokingly. I laughed at him once again and we started brushing any bits of food of four divers and pillows before laying down and turning off the lights.

"Goodnight Liv" Harry whispered as we lay centimetres away in the darkness of the night. "Goodnight Haz" I whispered back and kissed him on the cheek as I could just about see the outline of his face from the moon shining in through the curtains. I saw a smile creep on his face and was proud that I could do that by such a smile gesture.

I fell asleep in seconds with a massive grin on my face and dreamt of nothing I could actually remember...


"Mommy and Daddy were friends again?" Darcy asked and I nodded.

"Yeah Darcy. They were best friends! And someday you'll have a best friend like I did wont you?" I asked her excitedly although I'm sure the sadness was heard in my voice.

"Yeah mommy! I'm going to have lots of best fwiends wight!?" She asked grinning at me showing her cute little dimples that were so much like her dads but I couldn't help but disagree in my head. You can have so many good friends but in my life the only best friend I've had is Harry...


I woke up the next morning and fully realised the mess we had made last night. I chuckled as I saw the popcorn and chocolate on literally every spot of the floor....there was also a nice ice cream stain on the carpet. I'll have to clean that later...I looked to my side and saw Harry was now awake too. He was smiling and looking up at my hair. Oh no. "Nice new hair accessories" he admired as he pulled some food from my matted hair. I laughed In disgust as he ate the hair food. That boy is disgusting!

"What would you do if I told you I haven't washed my hair in a week" I warned him as I raised my eyebrows in Harry's direction. "Well your hair was wet when I walked in last night so either you showered or you jumped in a lake" "You win" I raised my hands in surrender.

After we both finally decided to get up it was time to start cleaning up the room. My dad must have came home late last night because his shoes and coat are by the door. Harry picked up all the food and I went upstairs to put the duvet away.

I walked up the stairs carrying both duvets and pillows. Enough so not even my head was visible. I struggled to climb in case I tripped on my face but was successful in the end. I walked into my bedroom but something stopped me before I did.

The bathroom door creaked open and someone I didn't expect walked out.....

I froze on the spot as she was in just a bed sheet and had what someone would call 'sex hair'.

"Anne?" I asked in disbelief as she walked out of the bathroom not even noticing me. "Oh Sam" she blushed as she realised the situation she was now in.

I dropped the duvet and ran downstairs in shock. This is not happening. I ran straight into Harry's chest on the way down.

"Woah woah woah what's wrong?" Harry asked humorously as he pulled me away and held onto my shoulders. "it''s y-your mom" Harry's eyes soon became filled with worry.

"What's wrong with her?!" He started panicking when he thought his mother was in trouble. He doesn't know that half of it..

"She's upstairs" Harry's face changed from a look of worry to complete confusion.

"What are you talking about Liv?" I was now whispering through gritted teeth to stay calm.

"Your mother is upstairs...naked" I tried to explain as little as possible but he soon caught on as his face dropped.

"Well w-what do we do now?" he asked and honestly I don't know what to do. I can't just pretend I didn't see Harry's mom up there. I know it's not like they're doing anything wrong. Harry's mum and dad are divorced but that still doesn't make this look right. I mean I think I might have a crush on him and that won't exactly go down well's probably just a fling. Yeah that's what it is.

"Maybe we should just leave them and let them do what they need to do...anyway I'm going to forget about it until it becomes something I need to know" I spoke words of wisdom which Harry seemed to find helpful. What a weekend this has been so far....I mean what's next?!

"You're do you have any plans for today?" Harry asked trying to lighten the mood. "Not that I know of. Why? Are you asking me out Harry Styles?" I teased him as I nudged his shoulder playfully.

"No! I mean I just wanted to see if you wanted to hang out you know?" I saw a slight blush creep it's way onto his face. Aww!

"I'm just winding you up! Now come on!I'm going to get dressed then we can stop by your house for your clothes ok?" I tried to make a plan by talking out loud.

"Good plan!" Harry enthused and followed me upstairs although he was extremely cautious in case he saw anything he didn't exactly want to see. I was also pretty hesitant. I nearly saw Harry's mom naked...that just hit me properly now...

I ignored anything to my left or right this time and went straight for my room.i probably looked like a lunatic speed walking through my hall but I didn't care. Harry followed me and picked up the duvets I had dropped earlier much to my protest.

"Where do you want these?" Harry asked smirking at me when he walked into my room. I was looking through my wardrobe for something comfy and casual for today. "just anywhere" I smiled at him as I looked out from my wardrobe where my head was once buried.

He placed the duvet on my bed and a thought popped into my head. "Harry..." I realised in horror. "What?!" Harry stood in defence as he though something was wrong. I felt like laughing at him but now isn't the time.

"Your party" I reminded him and his face grew with shock. "We have to clean up that house..." With that I ran into my bathroom to put some clothes and we left my home to face the aftermath of Harry's party.

"Don't worry Liv. She's not going to find out. I'm sure she's pretty busy right now anyway" I once again whacked his arm and he play acted hurt.


"I do not want to think about what my dad and your mom did last night!" I warned him and continued to stare straight ahead at the road in front of us.

"you're not the only victim in this situation! You think I want to think about it either?" he started laughing halfway through his sentence and so did I.

"it's not funny!" I tried to say but was gasping through laughs. "it's pretty funny to think that we kissed yesterday and now ours parents are doing the bad thing" we both went silent remembering our kiss from yesterday. I had completely forgot about it and I'm guessing so had he.

"I uh...nice weather were having today...." I tried to change the subject but it just sounded like I belong in a mental hospital...

"don't change the subject Liv. We both know what happened..." harry said and I wanted to bury my head in embarrassment but held it back.

"I just...I don't want to ruin our friendship Harry..." I trailed out but regretted saying it. Now he's going to think that's all I want...friendship.

"I get it. You don't have to explain to me." I could tell I had hurt him...maybe he does like me. "No Harry I didn't mean it like that...I just meant if we do anything to drastic and our parents do end up together....what then?" I then realised what I had just said. If our parents date...I have no chance with being with Harry...

"You're right..." he turned to me at that moment as we pulled up outside his trashed looking house. "But what if I like you..,what if I want to be more than friends?" he asked and a massive grin appeared on his face lighting up his vibrant green eyes. I couldn't stop the toothy smile that I could feel coming on my face.

I wanted to say no but this is what I have wanted since the day I have met Harry...this could only hurt me and him if our parents were to get together.

I looked into his eyes and opened my mouth to speak. "I...."

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