His Mom, My Mom

My mom had a friend since high school. They talk all the time over the phone and text each other. When my mom decided to finally visit her friend in England, I finally realized who it is. Harry Styles' mom.

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4. Breakfast

Emily's P.O.V.

I woke up in my room, then sun shining in my face. I stretched myself out, accidentally hitting the wall with my hand.

Soon, there was a knock on my door.

"Come in," I said.

"Hey," Harry said smiling, walking in.

"Hi," I smiled back.

"Sleep well?"

"I think so. I wish I hadn't fallen asleep so suddenly, but after yesterday's long day, I just couldn't stay awake any longer," I confessed.

"It's okay," Harry said sitting down on the bed, facing me.

He was shirtless, and I looked at his tattoo's, longing to touch them. Wait...what!?

He chuckled when he saw me starring.

"Sorry," I blushed.

"It's alright love, I don't mind," he said.

I blushed more.

"So, what would you like for breakfast?," he asked.

"Anything you make," I said, then realizing I was fan talking.

Harry chuckled.

"Toast, eggs, and jam?," he winked.

"Sounds delicious!," I smiled.

"Okay then," he said and walked out, leaving me in thoughts about him.

I sighed and went to get a shower.

When I walked out I decided to wear jeans, and a cute light pink sweater, since it was collllllddddddddddd. I checked my phone and saw missed calls from Jessica.

I called her back.

"HELLO FINALLY YOU CALL BACK! ARE YOU TOO BUSY MASSAGING HARRY'S BACK OR ARE YOU TOO BUSY KISSING HIS ABS?," Jessica yelled.

"Jess shut up!," I scolded.

She laughed really hard.

"I will hang up," I said.

"Sorry, Mrs. Sassy Masta," she said.

"Harry's making breakfast," I smiled.

"Uuuuuuuuuuu," she made gushy noises.

"Oh shut it."

"Haha, when can I meet him???," she asked, probably making puppy eyes, even if I couldn't see.

"I don't think your mom will let you fly over here," I said.

"But-"

"Emily breakfast is ready," Harry said walking in.

"OMG! Is that him!!!???," Jess screamed.

 "Yes Jess. Coming Haz," I said. HOLY CRAP I CALLED HIM HAZ!

He smirked and nodded leaving.

"Shit Jess, look what you made me do!," I said.

"What?"

"I called him Haz...," I said.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuu," she said again.

"Once more, SHUT UP!," I laughed.

"Okay, go eat your breakfast Mrs. Styles," she said.

"I hate you," I said.

"Me too, bye lovely," she said and hung up.

I rolled my eyes and walked downstairs.

"Hey," Harry said, his mouth full of eggs.

I giggled.

"Hey," I said back, finding a glass from the cupboard.

Suddenly there were two hands on my waist, and I was turned around to face two beautiful green eyes looking into mine.

"Haz?," he smiled, his dimples sticking out.

"Sorry," I said in a weak whisper.

He looked down at my lips and back at my eyes.

"I don't mind at all," he said and leaned in.

Just as our lips were inches away....

"HOME SWEET HOMEEEEEE!!!!," Anne yelled walking through the front door.

Harry quickly pulled away.

"Hi mum," he smiled.

"HELLO! Breakfast?," Anne said, eyeing the food.

"Yep. I made it for two...but I can make more," Harry said.

"That would be lovely!," she smiled, looking at me, "Morning Emily."

"Good morning," I smiled back.

Then my mom and Robin walked into the room.

"Hello honey," mom said and walked over to hug me.

"Hi mom, long time no see," I said.

She laughed.

"Well it was sorta sudden for us to leave like that, but they really wanted to go out and party," Robin said pointing to Anne and my mom.

I rolled my eyes, and Harry chuckled.

Harry. I almost forgot about what almost just happened. I looked over at Harry. He winked at me and I blushed, sitting down at the table.

"So what are we going to do today?," I asked.

Harry's phone rang.

"That's not the answer I was expecting," I said, laughing. 

Harry chuckled and left the room to answer the call.

"I think all us girls should go shopping!," Anne smiled.

"YES!," I exclaimed.

"Shopping in London?," Anne asked.

"YES!," mom exclaimed.

We all laughed.

Harry walked into the room scratching his head.

"Baby what's wrong?," Anne asked.

"They need me in California tomorrow evening," Harry said, looking at me then down at the floor, sighing.

"For how long?," Robin asked.

"Three days, the AMA's are in two days, and we need to rehearse tomorrow," Harry answered sitting down next to me.

I looked at him and he looked at me. His face was hard to read...it's like he was disappointed and mad at the same time, along with a little spark of happiness.

"Well then, it's only three days, we'll keep busy so we won't miss Harry right?," Anne joked.

Harry cracked a smile.

"Excuse me," he said and left going upstairs.

"What's with him?," Anne asked me.

I sighed and shrugged.

"Maybe I'll go talk with him," I said.

Anne and mom both nodded.

I went up the stairs and walked over to Harry's closed bedroom door. 

I knocked lightly.

"Please go away," Harry said.

"Harry?," I said, begging him to let me in through my voice tone.

"Em, I don't want to talk now," he said, his voice shacking a little.

He just called me Em. It was so sweet. And the way he said it....

"Okay then. I'll be downstairs," I sighed and walked downstairs.

All heads turned to me.

"He doesn't want to talk to no one," I said sitting down.

"Well, I'll just finish the eggs," Anne said, and got up.

Mom looked at me with question in her face. I just half smiled.

"So where shall we go shopping?," Anne asked putting eggs on our plates.

"Is the mall still in London," my mom laughed.

"Of course it is! It's gotten bigger though," Anne said.

"Oh, that sounds nice," mom said smiling.

I looked at Robin and he looked at me. We both shared a simple smile and ate our food while the moms talked.

After breakfast I went upstairs once more and knocked on Harry's door, but there was no answer.

"Harry, can we please talk?," I asked.

Still no answer.

I turned the doorknob and it opened.

I saw Harry laying on the bed facing me. His phone was under his hand and his hair was all crazily messed up. 

I walked over and covered him gently with a blanket that was on his bed. He fidgeted a little. I took his phone from under his hand and placed it on the small bedside table. My hand hovered over his face to move back his curls, but I thought for a while if I should. I let my hand do it, pulling his long hair back and uncovering his beautiful face.

The growing smile on Harry's face made me stop.

"Why'd you stop?," he asked, not opening his eyes.

"I......don't know," I replied.

He opened his eyes and looked at me. I blushed slightly.

"You okay?," I asked.

"Yeah. It's just, I just got home and now I have to leave again," he sighed, prompting himself on his elbow.

"I understand how you feel. Must be pretty hard," I said.

"Yeah," he said and ran his hand through his hair.

My eyes fell on his tattoo's again. His butterfly one, the two birds...

Harry once more noticed me looking at them.

"Which one's your favorite?," he asked.

"The two birds," I said.

"Why?"

"I love birds. And it looks very nice on your....chest," I blushed.

He chuckled.

"Very nice?," he smiled.

"Yes."

"Aha. So when are you girls all going shopping?," Harry asked.

"In two hours or so," I said.

Harry nodded.

I looked around his room, noticing some rewards, the albums, lots of papers, and pictures.

"So do you guys all share the rewards evenly?," I asked.

"What do you mean?," he asked, putting his serious face on.

"Like those," I said, pointing to the awards, "Do you like give one for Niall to have, one for Louis, Liam, Zayn?"

"Yes we do that. Some stay on the tour bus," Harry said, looking at the awards.

"That's nice," I said.

"Emily, when you get back from the stores, it might be late, but please come to my room," Harry said, almost begging.

"Okay, may I ask why?"

"I just need to talk to you about something," Harry said, looking me in the eyes.

I nodded.

"So, I need to go get ready," I said, getting up.

"Okay, have fun," Harry smiled.

"Thank you," I giggled and walked out.

 

 

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