Back For You《 H.S. 》

Chapter 15

I walked out of the elevator, and regretted it right away. "Oh Hi." Harry excalimed as he saw me. I smiled and did a little wave. Taylor Swift, and Harry were walking into the elevator.

"Hey nieghbor. Hi Taylor Swift." I bit my lip, keeping the tears from falling. Dinner was really emotional.

"Are you ok?" Harry asked concerned.

"Uh no." I walked away quickly. I heard Taylor ask who that was before the elevator doors closed. I unlocked the door and ran in the house.

"Mummy why you crying?" Prim asked. I set her down on the couch lightly and feel next to her. Her layed on my chest, and I couldn't help but to start crying again.

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I closed the door lightly, making sure not to wake her up. If she heard me crying she would start crying too. I walked in Harry and I's room and closed the door behind me. Harry hadn't gotten home yet, so I sat at the computer desk and took out my phone. I saw I had a text, from Zayn?

From Zayn: I'm on my way to cheer you up. Harry called and said you were crying so he sent me. Oh and I'm bringing Perrie. What happened she's all sad and stuff. What's up with you girls?

I laughed at Zayn's confusion, he didn't know yet? I thought Perrie would've told him by now why we're all sad. I heard banging on the door and set my phone down. I ran to the front door and looked out the peep hole. Zayn was standing there with his arm around Perrie's waist. 

I swung open the door and let them in. Perrie hugged me once more before sitting down next to Zayn. "What's up with you guys?" Zayn asking seeing our sadness.

"Nothing really you know just had dinner today." he raised his eyebrow at us. I was just hiding it for now, I can't be sad forever. My feelings we're let out, I don't know what I'm sad about now. Same with Perrie.

"Oh...ok. Wait...do you have a Twitter?" Zayn asked. 

"What's Twitter?" they both gasped for air asked if they just saw a ghost.

"How can you have an iphone but not have Twitter?" Zayn asked clutching his chest. "We have to fix this, where's your laptop?" Zayn asking looking around. I got the laptop off the botom of the coffee table. He took it out of my hands and started typing away. 10 minutes later he asked "Is Rose underscore Marie fine with you?" he asked. I shrugged not really caring. I don't even know what t his thing is. "Now I need a profile picture of you." I racked my brain for nothing really. "Hand me your phone." I pouted my lips and handed him my phone. "Found it." he muttered plugging it up to the computer. "Ok let's tweet." he handed me computer. My profile picture was a picture I couldn't forget. I was using Harry's phone and laying in his bed, my feet were up and crossed in the picture. Harry was in the closet, it was about a week after I moved in with him. We'd just put Prim to sleep. Yeah...I liked it. I nodded my head. "What's your first Tweet gonna be?" he asked.

If you really love someone they'll come 'Back For You.'

I tweeted that and closed the computer not letting Zayn or Perrie see what I had tweeted. "What do you want to do now?" I sighed. But just as I finished saying that Harry bursted through the door. 

"Rose! Are you ok?" he asked running up to me. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. I wanted to laugh in his face so badly. I put his hands on my cheeks and searched my eyes. "You look fine. " he pulled away. I shrugged

"Yeah I am." I chirped sarcastically. Zayn and Perrie bursted into a fit of laughter.

"Oh ok. I just said you crying earlier and you know got worried." I sat on his bum in front of me. "Ok let's just drop this." he flipped his hair out of his face.

"Like it's hot?" I asked sarcastically, making everyone in the room laugh even more.

"That was funny." Zayn stood up. "Well we're going home now. " we said our goodbyes to them all they walked out the door. I turned around and saw Harry walking into the room. I followed behind him slowly, when I got into the room he was in the bathroom. I decided to go through some old things in my suitcase, because I was just that bored. I grabbed my suitcase, and pulled it to the groud. I went on my knees and took out my scrapbook. 

"I remember this." I ran my fingers over the soft blue material. I started making it when I was 16, right before I met Harry actually. Harry was most of it, we were always snapping pictures non stop. I opened the scrapbook and on the first page was...my foster care. All the kids were in a picture. The picture under it was all f us cooking dinner together. I remember, it was always really fun. Before I could flip to the next page I heard Harry walk our the bathroom, I shut the book and shoved it back into the case.

"What was that?" he asked.

"Old records and stuff." I waved it off. When I turned around he had a towel wrapped around his waist. And his curls were close to dry but all over the place, which made my mouth water. "I'm just looking at some old pictures." I smiled.

"Oh I want to see, wait a second." he ran into the closet, but not a second later he ran back out. Ok, maybe like 2 minutes later but anyways, he layed next to me on his stomach, and propped up on his elbows. "Ok." he flip his hair. I turned back on my knees and took out a stack of photos. "Aw you were so cute." he took a picture off the top. I looked to be about 8.

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"Wait...is this me and you?" he asked, picking up a photo. I looked over his shoulder and my eyes widened. It was the one where we were in our bathing suits. He looked up and me and raised his eyebrow. "I never knew about this." he smirked.

"I know. I kept it." I smiled back. He shook his head and looked back to the picture.

"Obviously." he replied sarcastically. I sighed and took the picture out of his hand. I put it back in the case and closed it. "Oh I forgot to tell you, were leaving on tour in 5 days." I stood up and walked to my side of the bed.

"Ok, you will be missed." I mumbled.

"So I thought we could spend the next few days together, just you, me and Prim." he went on the other side. I pulled my hair into a high bun and the top of my head. "Just being a family, you know." he added. I pulled my shirt over my head and Harry slipped in, I saw him pull off his boxers under the cover, and I pulled down my sweatpants. "You should try sleeping naked." he laughed.

"With you in the bed, yeah I'd rather not." I slipped into bed next to him. "Goodnight." I mumbled. Harry's hands slipped around my waist and he pulled me closer. His hands went lower, and lower, and "Watch it curls."  I mumbled. His hands were palming my butt now, and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Kiss me." he mumbled. I looked up to see, he was serious. He didn't give me a chance to say anything before his lips were against mines. I tightened my arms around his neck and pulled him down to my hieght. He pulled me up and rolled over me, inbetween my legs. But he lifted his weight, I don't know how but he did. I slid my tounge over his lip and he opened his mouth. Our tounges played around before he bit down on my bottom lips. I moaned into his mouth wrapped my legs around his waist. He bit down again making me tightened my legs arond him. I felt his hard man hood rubbing against my lady part. Why does her sleep naked, and why do I sleep in my underwear!? I mentally asked myself. I pulled away out of breath, and blinked a couple of times. That was great. "You're so tempting sometimes." he muttered. His husky deep british accent made it sound so much better.

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