Paralyzed

Breakfast and a Movie

“Wake up butter cup.” I voice said as I fluttered my eyes open. Two green pairs of eyes were staring back at me. 

“No,” I whined pulling the covers over my head rolling over to my side.

“If you don't come out I guess i'll have to join you.” Harry laughed

I shot up out of the bed pulling off my covers, “I'm up.” I climbed out of my bed and walked towards my mirror where my robe hung.

“Well, well, well...” Harry said, eying my from behind. 

I just in that moment realized that I was in my black lace underwear and a light pink spaghetti strap tank top. Well I don't dress to impress when I go to sleep, who the fuck expects company in the morning. Company especially from Harry Styles. All though, after yesterday Harry didnt seem that bad of a guy. After all he did save me, and from what I can recall from last night... I think we had that thing in the movies called 'a moment'. But no. no. Never mind, that wasn't a moment, it was just a friendly sexy stare into each others eyes with our lips just inches away. So maybe it was a hello of some sort? I don't know. But the thought of it all made my heart numb. 

“Holy shit, damn it Styles!”

“Who are you trying to impress?” he smirked.

“No one! I dont really expect to wake up to guys, ya know its not a normal thing for me.”

“I can make it one.” He winked.

I rolled my eyes and put on my lavender silk robe. I followed my nose as it led me to the kitchen were I smelt crispy bacon and creamy pancakes. Harry lingered not so far from me. We both grabbed a plate and served ourselves, then made our way to my sofas. 

“Oh,” Harry said as he chewed on his pancake. “Nialler and Becca are stopping by today, since we can't go out for a while. And dont worry I informed everyone of what happened.”

“Okay.” I agreed stuffing a strand of bacon in my mouth.

“Deep throat” Harry muttered.

“What?” 

“Nothing” he laughed, even though I heard what he said perfectly. I just was shocked, well not really, I mean, its Harry. 

Not long after did Becca and Niall arrive. They both came over in PJ's with of bunch of sweets, sodas, and movies. We all ate our hearts out and laughed at the movies they brought. We watched at least 5 movies, cause after the 5th one it was almost 9:30. After the four of us had our fun I knew I needed some time with my Best Friend. Alone time, girl time.

“Hey Becca I have some more clothes I grew out of if you wanna see them.” I lied.

“Sure” She smiled. She kissed Niall on the check then jumped up and followed me into my room.

I closed the door and sat down on my bed.

“I knew you didn't have any new clothes for me...” she complained “So whats up silly?”

“I dont know. Thats the thing.” I replied.

Becca sat besides me on my bed, “Dont know what?”

“How I feel.”

“Feel about what?”

“About... Harry.”

Beccas brown eyes widened as she looked at me with confusion. So in attempt to make her see reason I explained to her the moment I had with him the previous night, how I felt and how he made me feel. I told her how I dont think I like him, but if I dont like him then what is this feeling?

“I dunno love,” she answered. “My best advice to you is just have fun with it until you know. But just be careful not to lead the poor chap on.”

I looked at her then back down at my hands. “I know, I know.”

“Hey,” Becca lifted my chin. “Cheer up, we got two attractive males outside this door, candy, and movies. But I left you guys a present.”

“What kind of present?” I asked.

“Brownie mix! You love brownies! Make some.” 

I looked at her dumb stuck, had she forgotten that I dont know how to bake I do simple things but I can never bake sweets though! It's a not a talent of mine, and its always bugged me.

“I know what you're thinking, but Niall says Harrys an excellent cook. Give him a chance.” She smiled “He wont poison ya!”

“Well I dunno about that.” I laughed. 

“C'mon Girls.” an Irish voice called out from the living room. “We're gonna watch 'The Proposal'” He added.

I looked at Becca kind of confused, she wasn't a Sandra Bullock fan. 

“He picked it out I swear.” she laughed.

Becca and I returned into the living room. Niall and Becca took over my big sofa, leaving Harry and I with the love seat. Ha. Funny name for a sofa. All four of us got comfortable and began to watch the movie.

Harry's POV.

All the lights were off except for the T.V. Niall, Becca, Kenzie, and I all were watching 'The Proposal'. Niall and Becca cuddling on the bigger couch, and Kenize & I laying horizontally together on her love seat.

My favorite part came on, When sandra is dancing and singing like a weirdo in the woods.

“I can see you doing that Kenz-” I looked down at her. She was asleep on my chest, cuddling with me, holding onto me for dear life. It was cute, her long brown wavy hair laid scattered everywhere. Her blue eyes were shut but I still noticed her fluttering eyelashes, she was dreaming. Her cheeks still were a rosy pink. One of her hands wrapped around me, the other tucked in between our warm bodies. Her leg that was on the couch laid straight next to mine. She was really short. Her other leg bent on top of me almost wrapped around me like her arms. Like I said, cute but I didnt notice she had cuddled up this close to me. My free arm that I placed at the back of my head to give me support I lowered to wrap it around her. I moved a little to reposition, this way we can both be comfortable. Her body was so warm, the good kind of warmth. The warmth you feel when you sleep with your mum and she cuddles with you. Yes, it was nice. I liked it. 

After the movie ended Niall and Becca quietly sneaked out of Kenzies apartment. Becca left a box of brownie mix. She said it was for Kenzie and I. I nodded and replied in hushed yeahs when they left, but I didnt move from the intertwined bodies that were me and Kenzie. After they walked out the door I decided to remove myself from Kenzies grip. So quietly, gently I did. It was rather easy since I was at the edge of the couch. But sadly, I fell to the floor as I attempted to slip away. My thud did not wake her though. 

I got up to my feet and bent over a little just so I can lift her into my arms. I held her bridle style, a few groans escaped her mouth and I replied with a quiet shh everytime. Her face curled up against my chest. It sent a tingles all over my body. I carried her down the hall into her room. I placed he carefully into bed and tucked her in. Her eyes still fluttering, but closed. I looked at her and couldnt help but to smile. Her hair laid so perfectly. He skin so clean and pure, I wanted to just touch it, kiss it. Her cheeks still the same rosy color as her lips. I took another look at her and my smile grew. But another thought entered my mind, scaring the previous ones away. 

“No not again Styles,” I said to myself walking backwards out of her room, closing her door quietly. 

“She's a nice girl, you can't. You wont. You dont want to.”

But, I lied. I did want too.