Lovesick.

FOUR. Between You and Me

ARIANA'S POV

I wake up at 4 PM, feeling amazing, despite my slight hangover. I probably slept most of it off. I notice that Nicki is nowhere to be found, but I shrug it off. I pop some pills, drink some water, brush my teeth, and get in the shower.

After using my lavender scented body wash, I grab my strawberry scented shampoo, and rub it into my hair.

Once I finish washing my hair, I get out of the shower, singing softly to myself.

I walk out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around my nude figure, combing through my hair with my fingers, continuing to sing.

"Take me for a ride, ride. Oh, baby, take me high, high. Let me make you rise, rise. Oh, make it last all night--HOLY SHIT!" I scream, as I almost have a heart attack at the sight of Harry laying on my bed, his eyes glued to his phone.

"Oh, hey." He says nonchalantly, and I make sure that the towel is secure around my naked body. "Y'know most people are already dressed by this time."

"How the hell did you even get in here?" I ask, and he shrugs.

"The door. It's not rocket science, Ana." He tells me.

"Ana?" I question.

"Yeah. Everyone else calls you Ariana, or Ari. I'll call you Ana." He says, turning to face me, and my hyperactive butterflies start going on a frenzy in my stomach.

"Ok... So why are you here?" I question.

"Well, as your boyfriend, I should spend time with you." He explains.

"Yeah, right." I say. "So, what's the real reason?"

"Selena was standing outside my dorm when I left, so I needed a logical place to hide. And what's makes more sense than going to my girlfriend's dorm?" He states. Even though, I knew he was lying, it still hurts a bit that he's only here to get away from her.

I roll my eyes. "Turn around, smart ass."

"I'd rather not. I quite like this view." He smirks.

"You're such a flirt. Turn, I need to find my bra and panties."

"Ooh. I'll help you out with that. Which drawer?" He gets up, going through my wardrobe.

"NO! Uh, I don't like people seeing my undergarments." I feel my face turn red.

"Stop blushing, it can't be that bad. What do you wear? Thongs? Granny panties?"

"Considering I'm not 75 or a sex animal, no."

"Based on the song lyrics you stuck on the wall, you might just be a sex animal."

"You read them?"

"A few. Which one was it? 'You take me way past the point of turning me on.' That one was interesting. So who exactly turns you on that much?"

"Guys like Channing Tatum, Jamie Dornan....." You, I say the last part in my head. I sigh, giving into his contentment on finding my underwear. "Bottom drawer on the left."

He grins, opening the drawer. He pulls out my blue panties, and says one word before smirking: "Lace."

He brings the underwear up to his nose, inhaling it.

"You cheeky bastard. Gimme that!" I say, snatching it out of his hands.

"Let's find a matching bra next."

"You're such a perv!"

"Oh, don't act like you don't enjoy me being pervy." He tells me, tossing the matching bra to me.