put a little love on me -niall horan-

chapter xxxi

-Jasmine's POV-

I woke up in a new setting, and it took me a second to remember I was in London with Harry. We were at his house. I sat up in the bed of his guest room. This was actually my first time here. He had a few other houses back when we were dating.

Wow, sometimes I forget he's rich, as weird as that sounds. Like I see him wearing Gucci and spending thousands on guitars and trips, but I've never thought of him as "rich". To me, he's just Haz.

After I had a moment to think about the weirdness of all that, I decided to get ready for the day. I got up and headed to my suitcase. I was too lazy to unpack last night, so I made a mental note to do it later day. If I'm going to be here for a week, I should get settled in a bit. Otherwise, I'm going to struggle getting ready every morning.

I grabbed some clothes and headed into the connected bathroom to shower and get ready. Surprisingly, I was ready pretty fast. Niall would be proud of me. He was always complaining about how long I took getting ready.

I stopped in my tracks as I was putting my makeup back in my bag. Why did I just have that thought? We're not dating. I shook my head as if it would get the thought out of my brain. God Jas, stop thinking about him.

Once I had put my stuff away, I decided to go see what Harry was doing. There was no noise downstairs, so I just decided to check his room first.

I knocked lightly on Harry's bedroom door and there was no response. "Haz?"I said quietly. Yet another no response. I frowned slightly and turned the doorknob. The door opened slightly and I peeked into the room.

Harry was still sleeping. I laughed to myself, shaking my head. "You know, H, I wouldn't expect this from you,"I said a bit loudly as I walked into the room.

Harry groaned, throwing a pillow over his head. "A few more minutes please,"he mumbled.

I laughed. "All those times you woke me up, and I don't get to do it to you? No way." I walked over to him and pulled his blankets off.

Harry's eyes widened and I gasped, squeezing my eyes shut. He was naked.

"Shit, Jas, if you wanted to see me naked you could've just asked,"I heard him mumble.

"I- I'm so sorry. I didn't know,"I said, turning around and walking towards the door. My face was burning.

He chuckled,"Nothing you haven't seen before."

I shook my head, biting the inside of my cheek. "You're unbelievable,"I mumbled.

"Why thank you,"he replied. Even though I couldn't see him, I could perfectly picture the smirk on his face. "You can turn around now, by the way,"he added.

I turned back toward him and saw he had put on a pair of black shorts. "I actually am so sorry. I didn't know,"I said.

Harry waved his hand. "It's fine. But you know I sleep naked sometimes."

"Yup... Unfortunately,"I teased. Harry opened his mouth to reply, but I said,"I'm kidding. But can you get up please? I want to go exploring."

Harry puckered his lips before saying,"I actually have interviews to do today, starting at noon."

"Oh... Okay,"I said, feeling a bit bummed. I knew Harry had a bunch of work stuff to do, but I didn't know it was starting right away.

"Come with me though,"Harry said.

"No, it's fine."

"The first one's a radio interview with Nick Grimshaw."

I couldn't stop myself from grinning ear to ear. "You could've told me that before!"