I laid on my bed staring at the ceiling waiting for Tyler and Caroline. They said they would come over together after school. I dreaded the thought of having to go back on monday. Everyone would know and I would be the weird orphan girl. I didn't want that. I don't want any of it. And sooner or later people are bound to find out that I live with Harry now. That'll probably be bad for his reputation and it'll end up drawing more unwanted attention to myself. Normally when something happens at school I would just talk to my mom about it. She always made me feel better. I can't even do that anymore.

I twist the ring on my right hand around while I think, trying desperately to think about something my mom would have said to me in this situation to make me feel better. I suddenly feel like I can't remember anything about her. I'm completely drawing a blank and it scares the hell out of me. I jump when I here Anne's voice through the door.

"Adie, I think your friends just pulled up."

"Okay," I call back, sliding my feet into my bootie slippers. I make my way down the long hall and turn the corner towards the entryway. There's a knock on the door and Anne gestures for me to answer it. When I swing the door open Tyler and Caroline's faces both drop.

"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" Caroline says, hugging me fiercely. Tyler gives me an anxious look and I'm sure I look confused.

"I guess...why?"

"You're crying," Tyler informs me. Caroline pulls back and I wipe my hand across both cheeks, which are wet. I hadn't even realized I was crying.

"Sorry. Long day. Come on in." They both step inside hesitantly, looking around the home that I'm sure impresses both of them. Mind you, I'm sure they've both been here for parties before.

"Hi!" Anne calls, walking towards us from the kitchen. "I'm Anne." She shakes both of their hands and gives them both a welcoming smile.

"Anne, this is Tyler and Caroline," I introduce, gesturing to them as I say their names.

"You have a beautiful home," Tyler says politely. He's always a gentleman.

"Yeah, it totally kicks ass," Caroline kicks in. Typical Car (pronounced care).

Anne laughs and thanks them. "You both are welcome to stay for dinner. Any friend of Adie's is a friend of mine. We usually order pizza on friday night. Adie, just help yourself to anything in the kitchen, okay?"

"Thanks Anne. Come on, guys. My room is this way." They follow me in silence down the long hallway and Caroline lets out a small squeal when we get in my room. She looks around with her mouth hanging open. I knew she would absolutely love this bedroom. She walks over to the curtains and shoves them open.

"Holy shit! Look at their pool!" She runs towards me and takes hold of my wrists. "This place is amazing. Look at this room!"

"Okay, ow." I pull my wrists out of her grasp and walk towards the closet. I know she'll go crazy when she sees it. "Wait 'til you see this." I swing open the door and she walks inside, mouth once again hanging open. I cut her off before she can speak again. "And..." I take her hand and lead her to the bathroom. She looks closely at everything and wraps me up in a tight hug.

"I was so worried that you'd be left with some dingy old lady and we'd have to rescue you and bring you to my house." She pulls away and sits on the bed. "This place is great. Anne seems really nice, Ad."

"Yeah, she's great."

"Who is she?" Tyler asks. "Obviously you know her if your mom left you with her, but you've never talked about her.

I met Car and Ty when we started high school, so my relationship with the Styles family was already long over by then. They had no idea that I knew Harry.

"She was friends with my mom. They went to high school and college together. Our families spent a lot of time together when I was young," I explain, sitting in one of the chairs my the window and hugging my knees against my chest. "They drifted apart and I haven't see her in years. I guess my mom never thought to change her will. Or she never got the chance."

"So she has kids?" Car asks. Okay, maybe they haven't been here for parties.

"Yeah, two."

"Do they go to our school?" Ty asks, sitting in the chair opposite me.

"One is in university, but the other one does..." They both stare at me and wait for me to say who it is. I let out a deep sigh and say the name. "She's Harry's mum."

They exchange a confused look and then give it to me. "We don't know anyone named Harry," Caroline says. Tyler nods and they wait again for me to explain. Geez, they're making this difficult. I look out the window away from both of them.

"Harry Styles." I answer as quietly as I possibly can so they can still hear me. After a few minutes neither one has spoken, so I turn to look at them. Once again, mouths are hanging open and they both look shocked.

"Harry Styles?" Car confirms. "As in the most popular guy in school? This is his house?" she shrieks, jumping off the bed. "Why didn't you warn me! I look like an invalid!"

"Perspective, Car," Tyler scolds. He turns back to me and leans forward with his elbows on his knees. "You know Harry? Why didn't you tell us that?"

"I don't know him. I did. I haven't spoken to him since we were eight years old."

"Are you okay with living in the same house as him? Won't that be weird?"

"I don't really have a choice, do I? This is where my mum wanted me to stay and there's nothing I can do about that now. I have to wait until I'm eighteen to get my inheritance, so it's not like I can afford to be on my own. I just have to suck it up and deal with it."

"Okay, it's okay," he soothes. "Come here." He opens his arms and I climb onto his lap. Tyler is huge and he's like a big brother to me. We always cuddle like this when I'm sad. Sometimes I feel even closer to him than to Caroline; she can be a little wrapped up in herself, but Ty never fails to show me that he cares about me. He's the best friend anyone could ask for. He wraps me up tight and rocks me back and forth while silent tears stream down my face and soak the front of his t-shirt.

I don't know how I'm supposed to deal with this. My mom is dead. She's gone. I have no one. And now I'm forced to live in a house with strangers that probably think of me as more of a burden than anything else. What am I supposed to do? I feel so...broken. My whole world is falling apart and there's nothing I can do to stop it.

"Can we do anything?" Car asks, sitting on the chair I had previously occupied. I shake my head and cling to Tyler's shirt. He rubs my back soothingly.

"Promise me you guys will come over all the time," I whisper. "I don't want to be alone. Anne is great, but I don't know her. I just really need you guys right now."

She smiles and leans across the table to her her hand on my arm. "Don't worry, we'll be here."

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My eyes flutter open to the sound and movements of my friends laughing on either side of me. Tyler's arm is draped around me and my head is leaning on his chest; we're all laying on my bed. I reach up and rub my eyes to try and wake myself up a bit.

"Did I fall asleep?" I croak. He looks down at me.

"Yeah, sorry we didn't mean to wake you. New Girl is on." He points to the TV and I smile when I see the familiar characters displayed on the large screen.

"I can't believe you have a freaking chandelier in your bedroom," Caroline says, pointing above us. Huh. I didn't even notice that.

We watch the show for a few minutes, then there's a soft knock on the door. Anne pushes the door open slowly and peeks her head through the opening.

"Pizza's here."

Tyler and Car jump off the bed and follow her to the kitchen. Good to see they feel right at home. I let my hair fall out and shake it out a bit before putting it back up in a messy bun. When we get to the kitchen it's just the three of them, and I realize that I still haven't seen Harry. I wonder if he's avoiding coming here because of me. Anne asks my friends tons of questions. She genuinely seems interested in me and in them. Maybe she really does care. No, probably not. She just feels obligated.

"Adie must have been the cutest little kid," Tyler says, nudging me with his elbow.

"Oh she was. She had rolls like you wouldn't believe. And looking at her now, you really wouldn't." My cheeks go red at the compliment and she continues. "She used to run around naked all the time. Eventually Harry started asking questions, so Claire covered her up when we were all together. She had that boy wrapped around her finger since day one."

My face turns a deeper shade of red when Ty and Car both turn to me for confirmation. I stuff my mouth full of pizza, even though I'm the furthest thing from hungry. I haven't eaten much of anything this week.

"Is that so?" Car says.

"Oh yes. She would follow Gemma around and Harry would follow Adison. She did whatever Gemma did and Harry did whatever Adison told him to do. It was adorable and very entertaining to witness."

After another hour of them talking and telling embarrassing stories on my behalf, Anne announces that she's meeting a friend of hers. She asks me to come with her to the door so we can talk.

"Are you okay on your own? Harry should have been here, I'm not sure where he is."

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Is it okay if they stay?"

"Of course! Just out of curiosity, is Tyler your..."

"No! Gosh, no. We're just friends. He's like my brother," I clarify, mentally puking at the thought. That would be weird.

"Well if you wanted them to spend the night I would understand. You probably don't fancy being alone right now." I give her a small smile and she surprises me by giving me a hug. "I hope you feel welcome here, Adie. I want you to feel like this is your home and not like you're a guest here." She pulls back and tucks some hair behind my ear. "You really do look just like her."

"Thank you," I whisper, tears forming in my eyes.

"Have a good night." With that she leaves and I hear the lock click from outside. Ty and Car have nicely planted themselves on the massive sofa.

"She's awesome, Ad," Car says. "I'm happy she's so nice. She seems to really care about you."

"Yeah, it could be a lot worse."

We hang out in the living room for a while. They fill me in on all the stuff I missed during the week at school. Ty covering sports and school while Car gushes on the gossip. Eventually we all get tired and move into my room to watch a movie. Tyler makes himself a bed on the floor while Car and I take the bed. After a while we all fall asleep.

I wake with a startle when I hear the front door slam closed. It must be Anne. My eyes once again shoot open when I hear voices in the hallway. It sounds like boys. I slowly get out of bed, carefully walking past Tyler being careful not to step on him. I lean my ear against the door and my suspicions are confirmed. I hear a loud thud and more whispering.

"We can't just leave him here!" one hisses.

"Why not? He's home. The floor isn't as good as his bed, but he's heavy. He'll wake up later and get there on his own."

"What if his mum sees him like this?"

"Not our problem, mate."

I hear footsteps again and the door opening and closing. What just happened? I slowly open my door to find someone laying face down on the floor in the hallway, a mop of curly hair covering the face. I step around the body and kneel down next to it to discover that it's Harry. Obviously. He must have passed out at a party and his so-called friends brought him back and dumped him here. How kind of them.

I debate waking up Tyler to get him to help me get Harry into his bedroom, but decide against it. I can handle this, right? Wrong. He's huge and not very conscious. After a few minutes of me pulling on his arm and trying to roll him over, he groans and pushes himself into a sitting position.

"Where am I?" he groans, eyes barely open.

"At home. Come on." I take his hand and help him into standing position, putting his arm around my shoulders and acting as his crutch. He leans most of his weight on me and I almost topple over, but manage to hold my ground. I push his door open and manage to get him over to the bed, where he flops down face first into the pillows on top of the covers. I have to admit, he looks adorable when he's asleep. His hair is an absolute mess and he'll probably be puking in a few hours, but he's adorable nonetheless. After a minute I feel creepy watching him, so I exit the room and pad over to the kitchen. After some searching I find the glasses so I can fill one with water. I walk back to Harry's bed and rest it on the table beside him. I don't have much experience with drunk people, seeing as I've never gone to a party, but water is probably a good idea. In my absence he managed to strip down to his boxers and climb under the covers. Now he's laying on his back with his chest and stomach exposed. He's very....

No. That's weird. I live with him and he probably doesn't even know I exist. Let's not even go there. I walk out of his room and pull the door shut, then do the same once I'm inside my own. I carefully crawl back into bed and fall into a deep sleep.

Notes

so i changed the spelling from two Ds to one in adison's name. it was annoying me, i dont no why.

do you guys think i should do any of this story from Harry's perspective? or just keep it all in hers? havent decided what i want to do.

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