captured. harry styles

chapter 6

Maggie's face was bright red,
"I was drunk I don't remember!"
Harry smirked,
"Don't worry flower I stopped it before anything happened." Maggie placed a hand on her forehead.
"Why didn't you tell me?" She asked.
"I didn't know how too," he said.

Maggie got on her phone and scrolled through the articles her face was plastered everywhere.

The bus was now on its way to Atlanta. Maggie and Harry were the only ones on it again. Maggie calmed herself down, still petty with Harry she gave him the silent treatment. She went to her room and changed into her Christmas pajamas and tied her hair up in a messy bun.

Then she left her room and walked out to the couch. Harry was no where to be seen. Then she decided to sit down and scroll through Netflix. Then she finds
The Notebook she hadn't seen that movie in forever. Just as she as about to hit play Harry came walking out a grin across his face. He was wearing the same Christmas pajamas as her.

"Twinzes!" He squealed.

Maggie couldn't help but laugh,
"Wow, was my fashion sense so good you had to go and copy it?"
Harry laughed,
"Well finally we're done with the silent treatment." Maggie smirked and rolled her eyes,
"I'm still salty with you."
"I'm sorry I should've told you sooner," Harry said.

Maggie smiled then motioned for Harry to come sit next to her. He followed and sat down.

"I love The Notebook!" He said.
Maggie laughed,
"What is it with you and sad romance movies?"
Harry tilted his head deep in thought then paused, "I'm not sure honestly." Maggie laughed and started the movie. They sat next to each other focusing on the movie.

"I like your pajamas by the way," Maggie whispered.
"Really? Thanks but I think they look way better on you," he replied.
Maggie shook her head,
"I mean I don't know you rock them pretty well."
They both laugh then continue to watch the movie. About half way through Harry gets up to get a blanket. Once he sits back down Maggie grabs some of it and they share it. Throughout the movie Maggie gradually got closer to Harry. Her eyelids began to feel heavy. She laid her head down and closed her eyes.

When the movie ended and the credits started rolling Harry grabbed the remote and it turned off . He looks down and smiled Maggie was once again passed out on his shoulder. Her pulled the blanket up and covered her up.

"I guess we'll just sleep here again," he whispered, "goodnight flower." He then brushed her hair out of her face.

Maggie woke up to the bus abruptly stopping. She wakes up and groans. Then she realizes she's on Harry's chest once again. She laid there quietly listening to his slow breaths. She looked up and saw his peaceful expression. After a few minutes she slowly pulls away trying not to wake him. She quietly stands up and hurried to her room. Once in there she closed the door behind her and let's out a deep breath.

"What am I doing?" She whispered to herself. She can't develop feelings he's her boss. Besides he would never like her there millions of other girls that are in love with him. But as much as Maggie denied it she was developing feelings. She chose her outfit for the day. The concert was tomorrow night and today was rehearsal. She straightened her hair and finished doing her makeup.

She went out into the living room but Harry was no where to be seen. She grabbed a small breakfast and started the coffee pot. Harry came out a few minutes later. "Good morning sunshine. How did you sleep?" Harry asked.

Maggie chucked,
"I'm sorry it happened again."
Harry smirked,
"I'm starting to wonder if all I am to you is a pillow."
Maggie shook her head and smiled,
"No your more to me than just a pillow."
"Then prove it," Harry replied.
Maggie tilted her head,
"And just how would I do that?"
"Go to dinner with me," he replied.
"Okay I can manage that I guess," Maggie teased.