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Skinny Love ~

Chapter Six .

I walked slowly downstairs, thinking of what I was going to say when I got the the kitchen. Shit, I should've said nothing. Ugh. I hate myself. I bet Anne hates me right now. Once I got to the kitchen, I sat by myself. We had a dinning table, and some stools for our counter. I decided to eat on the counter. Not only to avoid my mom, but also Harry for kissing me. I served myself a small plate of spaghetti. And sat by myself, and put in my head phones. On Our Way by The Royal Concept came on and I just loved that song. Music was always a big part of my life. It expressed myself, as if the lyrics were part of my life. My music genre was very different, I mean, I could go from depressed Taylor Swift, to ghetto 2 Chainz. El really got me to listen to rap. I don't know, but I can be bipolar with music. I can be crying to I Won't Give Up by Jason Mraz, then go turn up to 23 by Miley Cyrus. Yeah, I'm weird as fuck. Oh well, I heard my mom shouting "Bree" then I took out my headphones, oh no. I turned around and realized Anne and Harry were still here.

"Yes?" I replied. Not rudely but just plain with no emotion.

"Come and sit over here with us." She genuinely smiled. That made me happy.
For once she was actually being a good mom. Or maybe she was just being nice because we had people over. I picked up my plate and sat next to Harry which was the only seat available. It got pretty awkward, but I just plugged in my headphones. I wasn't really in the mood to eat, which is very surprising. Considering the fact that I basically live off of food. I looked up and saw my mom and Anne laughing, and talking. Then I saw my mom crying. I put my music on paused to hear what they were talking about.

"I know he's been gone for the past 3 years, but I still love him." She sobbed.
"I've been horrible parent to Bree. I'm never home! I go out and always drink-" She was cut off by Anne.
"Karen, I'm here if you ever need anything." Anne smiled. "If you want, I'll take care of Bree, while you get back on your feet." She smiled again.

Oh shit. That means I'll be living with Harry. Ugh. I saw him smirking at me, unlike me while I was completely shocked.

"Oh I don't think I could ever-" My mom was cut off by Anne again.
"It's my pleasure." Anne said with a slight smile.
"Bree, baby I'm so sorry that I've been a horrible mom for the past 3 years. It's just been very hard for me.. Would you like to stay with Anne until I get a job, and get better?" She asked me.

I looked around and saw Harry looking at me. And Anne smiled at me. And my mom was just looking at me. I looked deep into her eyes and I saw pain. True pain. I knew it was real, because that how my eyes looked when I was bullied. It was weird, because when we cried, or were sad, our eyes turned hazel.

"Um.. Sure." I smiled.

"Great, well I'll help you pack your bags after you done eating." Anne said with a huge smile.

"Okay."

When I was finished eating, I got up and threw my plate away. I went to the restroom and washed my hands, because I'm a germ freak. Funny thing is that, while walking out I saw Anne already in my room.

"Hey" I smiled.

"Hey Bree." She said with a smile. "Where do you keep your bags?" She questioned.

"Oh there over here." I walked towards the corner I kept my bags in and gave her one.

"Baby, you're basically moving in with us, you're going to need more than one bag." She laughed.

:"For how long?" I asked

"About a year." She smiled.

Ugh a year living with Anne and Harry? Well Anne I didn't really mind, it was just Harry that was ugh. We packed, and packed, and packed. Gosh I didn't even realize how much stuff I have. I hope this wasn't too much.

"Oh and Anne." I said trying to get her attention.

"Yes, Bree?" She asked with a smile. I swear, Anne was always smiling. That was one thing I loved about her.

"I'm very sorry for my language earlier at dinner. It's just that-" She cut me off before I could say another word.

"Bree, it's fine. I understand what you're going through because I was the same. My dad was a drunk and never cared about me and my mom." She said. "But that's why you're staying with us because nobody should ever go through that." She smiled.

"Thank you for everything." I smiled back.



Once we got done packing we went downstairs with all my stuff. Anne went into the kitchen talking to my mom. And sat next to Harry on the sofa.

Harry's POV

Bree was going to be moving in with us? Hell yeah. I have to tell the boys EVERYTHING. I quickly texted them.


To: The Boys
Bree is going to be moving in with me !!! (;

Oh shit, I just remembered only Louis knows I like her. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I'm so fucking stupid. Damn they text fast!

From: Zayn
Don't you hate her? Try being nice dude .-.

From Liam:
Harry don't be a dick to her ._.

From Niall:
REALLY?! LUCKY! Can you try talking to her for me? I kinda like her again (:
Um no. Fuck no. I was not going to allow this.

From Louis:
Really?! Hell yeah! Get some! (;
I still need to ask him if he has a thing with Eleanor. Oh well, I just ask Bree when she comes downstairs with my mom. She came downstairs still wearing her beautiful blue dress. I wonder why she came home looking so fancy? Did she go out with a boy? Fuck. She probably did. She probably went out with Ben. I always see him staring at her ass. But then again she did eat dinner with us. Oh, but she did get a small plate. I should probably ask her. She sat right next to me and sighed.

"Hey." I said with a huge smile
"Hey." She said with a fake smile.
"Why are you wearing that dress?" I asked. She sighed again. Something was wrong with her.
"No reason." She said. I was going to ask whats wrong but my mom said it was time for us to go.

I opened the door for her and she thanked me.

"Okay, so Bree you're going to be sleeping in Harry's sisters' room." My mum said with her eyes on the road.

"Oh is she in college?" Bree questioned. It was quite

"No she's a runaway." I said quietly.

"Oh." She whispered.

She only lived down the street from me so it wasn't a far drive. Once we pulled up we grabbed her stuff. This was going to be interesting.





Notes

I'll be updating later on. I hope you enjoyed it (:

Comments

I wasn't expecting the runway thing with Harry and Bree plot twist. In chapter 31

@sirenastyles
or it could be chhelsae

i think she will

i think she will