I'm pulled out of my sleep from an alarm going off.

I don't remember setting an alarm?

I let out a groan before rolling up on my back, I opened my eyes. I don't think about it before turning the alarm clock off before flopping back down onto the bed, closing my eyes once again, I go to pull the duvet over me but when I reach out to grab the edge of the duvet I suddenly touch someone's arm.

I didn't bring anyone home last night?

My eyes snap open, I turn my head when I see you. I mean I don't know who you are. How'd you get into my house, my eyes flicker over the bedroom.

This isn't my bedroom! DID I BREAK INTO SOMEONE'S HOUSE!?

I see you start to stir awake before I get out of the bed as I hold my hands up in defense ''Okay! I see how this looks but I swear I didn't mean to break into your house! look i don't even know how i got here... so don't you like call the cops on me alright? I'll pay you... or you can get a picture, an autograph? I mean you must know who I am... I mean most people know who Harry Styles is. Am i right?'' I joke but it falls short, you don't seem freaked out, you just seem confused.

''What?'' I ask.

''Daddy!'' I hear someone call, I look over toward the bedroom door seeing a small boy, he can't be older than 6. he has blonde curls and green eyes mirroring mine.

''Are you driving me to preschool today daddy?'' he asks, running over.... to me!?

Did he just call me daddy!?