Saving Addison White (A famous Harry Styles fanfiction)

Addison’s Point of View


“Okay Harry,” Anne scolded in a stern voice, slapping the back of her only son’s hand who was stealing the cucumber as she sliced it. “That’s enough, I think it’s time you left the kitchen. Come on, run along. You’ve done enough damage…”


A small giggle escaped my mouth as I watched the pair making us lunch which was going to be finger sandwiches and iced tea on a warm day – which were so rare in England. Anne was doing most of the work of course. We’d been in Holmes Chapel for only a day and I was slowly getting used to the quiet country life. It was nothing like the countryside in the States, it was more serene and I could honestly see myself living in a place like that if things didn’t work out in my acting anymore.


Harry’s head whipped up, a cheeky smirk on his face as he chewed on the cucumber that he’d stolen from his mom. “I’m glad you find this amusing,” he put the knife he was holding down onto the counter and made his way towards me, pulling me towards him. “Are you impressed yet? I’m not so useless in the kitchen…”


“Ha!” Anne scoffed causing Harry and me to turn to her. When she saw that we were both looking at her she smiled. “Oh Harry love, you know mummy’s only pulling your leg. You’re great in the kitchen…” she trailed off and when Harry looked back down at me she winked quickly and discreetly. “I don’t know how you do it really Addie,” she said, shaking her head as she continued slicing thin slices of cucumber.


“Pay no attention to my mother,” he placed a soft, lingering kiss on my lips and for a moment I think we both forgot that we weren’t the only ones in the kitchen. It was only when we heard someone – Gemma – clearing their throat that we realised.


“Not cool you guys, not all of us are loved up,” she grumbled sleepily. She’d been out ‘til late with her friends and was obviously very hung-over.


I felt my cheeks redden, living in a house with so many people had become so foreign to me. The last time I’d lived properly with my family was when I was 10 years old. Before my parents became obsessed with making money and trying to control my life. Really, I lived alone in my big house and occasionally had Selena over for our famous sleepovers.


“Thanks to you two lovers,” she was speaking softly, looking over her shoulder over and over again making sure her mom couldn’t hear what she was saying. “I didn’t get proper sleep…” she glared. “Try to lower the volume tonight.”


“Mum!” Harry yelled, making his voice sound like he was five years old again. “Gemma’s picking on me again!”


“Oh the both of you just need to grow up, really now,” Anne scolded but it was playful scolding and I watched as both their jaws dropped to the floor. “I don’t want to hear it. Be good children and help mummy get everything out onto the patio and I don’t want to have to repeat myself,” she got two jugs, one filled with fruit juice and the other with homemade iced tea, and left the kitchen.


Harry kissed me on the cheek before walking over to the counter where Gemma was standing and the two of them started arguing about who got to carry the plates of food outside. Eventually they came to an agreement, it was quick because Anne was started to get annoyed with them again. Outside, Anne and Robin were already waiting. We enjoyed lunch in the garden and afterwards Harry excused himself to go shower leaving Gemma and I to wash the dishes.


When I came into the room I noticed that Harry’s phone was vibrating on the table so I rushed over to it and when I picked it up I saw the name, Molly White – my mother, flashing on the cell phone screen. I was so shocked I nearly dropped the phone and my heart sunk to the pit of my stomach and I felt very nauseous. Only when the phone stopped vibrating did I let out a shaky breath.


When I heard the shower water closing I quickly put the phone back onto the table and walked to the bed and pretended I was looking for something my handbag which was on the messily made bed. I soon felt someone wrapping their arms around me and for a moment I flinched away before remembering that he didn’t know I’d seen what I’d just seen.


“Done already?” I asked casually, turning to face him with a big grin on my face, his grin mirrored mine. “Harry, you’re dripping wet. God knows what mess you left in the bath…”


Harry’s lips coming into contact with mine was all it took to get me to shut up and in those few moments I forgot I was supposed to be angry at him. I hated that I couldn’t stay mad at him because it made me a weak person with no backbone, all it took was a kiss to get me to forget. I hated that he had such an effect on me.


“Ew!” shrieked Gemma. “Please feel free to put up a do not disturb sign the next time you want to have a lip locking session in the middle of the bedroom…” I pulled away from Harry and turned to the door, a coy smile on my face. “Yeah, I know, everyone hates Gemma but I’m here to see if Addie wants to go on a little walk with me… I’m not taking no for an answer.”


Harry groaned really loudly behind me and the bulge that was digging into my back told me that he wanted to do something else. I took one step behind wet Harry and walked over to the closer to get my comfortable walking shoes. I hadn’t really gotten a proper chance to see Holmes Chapel so of course I was going to accept Gemma’s offer.


“Am I allowed to join you ladies or is it strictly for girls only?” he asked, walking over to his closet which was surprisingly filled with clothes. He pulled a white t-shirt over his head.


“We don’t want you there Harry,” Gemma said, sounding both serious and amused if that was possible. “You get to see Addison every day. Mum and I want to get to know her without you around to annoy us.”


“Save yourself,” teased Harry before chuckling. “I’m only kidding. I guess I’ll spend the day with Robin. Haven’t done that in a while.”


And with that said Gemma and I left the room for a day of fun with her mother. I won’t lie, I had a lot of fun but I just couldn’t stop thinking of what I’d seen on Harry’s phone. Why was my mother contacting him? Why did he have her number on his phone? What had she told him? She was at it again. History was going to repeat itself and I just wasn’t sure I could take it which was why I needed to stop it…

Notes

Less drama in this chapter, I just felt we needed it after all the crying and fights! Also, Harry's family is important to him so of course I was going to include the... They're going to be Addie's family too. Lol



More secrets! Addie tried to run from her problems but they’ve caught up with her… The relationship is getting more and more deep, are they even still fake dating?


Just gotta read and find out.