Case Closed[Harry Styles][AU]

Chapter 9:"Wake Me Up by Ed Sheeran"

*A/N: I don't really like this chapter tbh but it's a filler for the forthcoming climatic catastrophe. So bare with me darlings! Love and thankies.

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When I woke up I laughed in my dismay. Last night was the best night of my life. The only question i'm left with is where is my beautiful lover now?

"Harold!" I laughed into the pillowcase.

"Busy love come to the kitchen!" He yelled in a singsong voice.

I wrapped the blanket around my chest and sprinted to the kitchen. I snuck up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist resting my head on his bare back.

"Good morning love." He said continuing with his artwork. His raspy voice making my heart sink.

"What are you working on?" I asked sitting on top of the counter beside his canvas.

"Same thing I always am." He sighed then smiled when he looked over at me. "But I could always take a break from painting if.... 'new' opportunities arise......"

"Hmm.... quite possibly." I laughed as he stood in between my legs smiling down at me.

His hands moving to the blanket that was clenched by my fist to keep it together.

"Oh my Go-!" He said looking at me before I interrupted him.

"Harry, I'm fine really." I said moving his hands from in between my thighs.

"It's not fine. Did I really do this?" He said his eyes brimming with his tears and his voice sounding heart shatteringly hurt.

"Yes." I nodded. "But, I-I like them."

"It doesn't matter, just because I was high off euphoria doesn't give me an excuse to be so belligerent as to hurt you, Brooklyn. Even if you do like them."

I looked down at the bruises in the shape of fingers on my thighs. He thought these were bad, he should see the others.

My hip bones and my stomach all from him pinning me down. But I love his markings and the domination.

"What are you not telling me?" Harry said tilting my chin to look him in the eyes

"Nothing, .......those just aren't the only ones." I looked to the ground.

"Up." He lifted me off the counter and out in front of him. "Take the blanket off. I want to see all the damage I've done."

I nervously started to slowly pull apart the clasped blanket. He grabbed my hands and pulled the blanket apart as it felt to the floor.

There was nothing erotic about it. I stood naked in front of him as he stared in disbelief. I disapprovingly spun around.

He took me in his arms and embraced me tight.

"I can't believe you didn't tell me I was hurting you. You promised." He said sorrowfully in my hair.

"You weren't! Harry, you know I can fall on the floor and bruise all over. I bruise like a peach.!Besides I can't explain it but I like them..... they're kind of like secret markings that remind me where I belong," I said blushing.

"So you'd tell me if I ever hurt you and you didn't like it?" He asked making me look him in the eyes.

"Of course, Harry. I wouldn't just sit around and take abuse from you if I didn't enjoy it!" I laughed.

He kissed me on the cheek and said, "I just love you so much."

"I love you so much that if you ask nicely I might cook you up some quick brekky?" I teased.

"Pretty please my love?" He asked.

"Not nice enough."

"Fine, guess I'll have to make it good enough....." He said pulling apart the blanket between my thighs.

I felt his fingertips touch my inner thigh and they clamped together. I giggled and blushed as I stood up, "OKAY OKAY! I'll make you food but remind me about your favor later."

I went back into the room and put on Harry's shirt and my undies and started cooking pancakes.

Harry has switched canvases and started sketching something new.

I could see the long outline of a neck and shoulders maybe. He had it sketched in no time to where I realized what it was.

It was my neck and my chest and a grey baggy sweater hung off my shoulders. As he started adding color, my neck was more pink and purple than white.

I had so many love bites in the painting only I didn't realize that my neck matched the painting.

I flipped my pancakes and then watched him add color to my skin. He used white for my neck even though the canvas was already white. He had mixed white and a light grey maybe, exact coloring of my skin.

Harry never paints my face, like now. My hands always over my eyes or I'm turned around or my heads rolled back, or my eyes are closed, or my face isn't even in it. I don't understand, but it does make me a little self conscience

"SOUP'S ON!!!" I yelled setting down a tray of pancakes.

"Sex and food, you do it all don't you?" He said leaning over the counter and resting his head in his hand.

"Hey!" I pointed the spatula at him. "You watch it mister! I'll slap that flapjack right from your hands!"

"I dare you." He said rolling it off his tongue.

"In.Your.Dreams." I teased.

"Undoubtedly, my love." He laughed. "I have a proposition for you."

"That would be?" I said biting the end of my finger.

"Live with me. I want to be able to say good night instead of goodbye."

"Hmm that's very interesting...... I might be able to arrange something." I laughed. "You don't want to stay at the Casa De Brookie?"

"I would love to but, my window is here. I love being able to look out while I paint."

"I for one love your window as well." I said standing up and fanning my arms out falling backwards onto the window bed.

"Good. Too bad you can see directly in from the road...." He suggested wiggling his eyebrows.

"That's such a shame, Just think all the things I would've done if I hadn't known that very informative piece of news."

"You'll come around."

""Wow you're cocky today what makes you so sure of your self."

"Not sure, I did get laid by this really hot chick last night.... that might be the reason."

"Oh did you now?" I giggled as he ran over and threw me over his shoulder.

He tossed me on the bed and laughed, "Yes, I did in fact. And I'm about to do it again."

I just giggled as he kissed my neck darkening the already existent love bites.

Kissing from my neck down to my collarbones and my chest.

He kissed my hipbone "I love you so so much." He whispered into my skin.

"I'll always love you, forever."

"You're so perfect. I'm so lucky."