Lockdown | Harry Styles | AU

Chapter 13

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Aubrey let a deep groan slip through her lips when she stepped under the hot stream of the shower. Her eyes closing out of pure bliss as she felt her frozen skin instantly warming, her muscles relaxing. All her aches and worries just melting away as she let the water run through her hair and down her body.

She had never felt so grateful for hot water.

It was fucking incredible.

She didn't even care that it was Harry's hot water.

Or that she was in his house.

Naked.

And he was just downstairs.

Because she found herself too busy wondering what Harry was doing right now.

And if he was perhaps also thinking about the fact that she was naked in his shower right now too.

In fact, as she lathered the shampoo in the hair, Aubrey couldn't stop her mind from playing out a little fantasy. One which involved Harry suddenly appearing at the bathroom door that she had left ajar. His eyes wild with lust as he stood shirtless and alluring, stepping closer and closer until he eventually reached the tub she was standing in. His gaze pinning to her naked wet figure. His expression pained with a deep carnal want as he did so. His big hands stripping the last of his clothes off his tall broad body, leaving him completely bare as he stepped into—

Aubrey shook her head to rid the thoughts from her mind. Frustrated with herself for even allowing them to enter deliciously enter her brain. Ignoring the sparkles in stomach and the hard beating of her heart. A slight throb developing between her legs when she though about where she wanted her filthy imagination to lead her.

But her steamy relaxing shower made it easy to forget that Harry was so close to her, at least for now. Her body milking every single second of the hot, joyous water.

So much so that she was shocked to find that almost 30 minutes had passed when she finally stepped out of the shower and checked her phone. Wrapping her hair and body in a fluffy blue towels as she wiped the steam from the mirror above the sink. The hot fog still misting around the room as she checked her rosy clammy image in the mirror.

Her body now flushed from how warm and cozy she felt, instead of from the biting cold that continued to whirl on outside. The storm sounding even more aggressive as Aubrey heard the distant sounds of the howling wind and the rain battering against the windows.

The very thought of being back out in that weather made Aubrey shiver slightly as she looked out the bedroom window. The darkness of the evening creeping in as the sun began to set, the sky turning even more murky and shadowed.

But happily taking the time to enjoy the luxury of being sheltered from the storm, Aubrey decided to pamper herself. Moisturising her face and body with all her favourite lotions and creams. Bathing the ends of her damp hair using a bottle of argon oil she found in the bottom of her suitcase, deciding to leave her blonde waves to air-dry once she had ran a towel through them.

She felt amazing.

Clean. Warm. Fresh.

Her mood completely lifted.

A small smile even tugging on her lips when as she pulled on a pair of bright red cotton shorts and an oversized grey jumper, covering her feet with a pair of thick grey socks.

However, now that Aubrey was dressed, she had nothing else to focus on. Her stomach suddenly flipping when her mind drifted back to Harry.

Who was downstairs.