Recovery (a one direction love story)

Clean house

Chapter six

I woke up to Harry getting out of bed next me to. I opened my eyes to find him looking at me. "Enjoying the veiw?" I asked with a smile. "Sorry love I didn't mean to wake you we got called into rehearsals for a few hours."

"It's okay" I climbed across the bed over to him and threw my arms around his neck. He leaned in and rested his forehead on mine. I smiled as he leaned in and kissed me again. This one was more passionate. Our lips moved in sync. I pulled away and bit my lip. He looked down at me and just smiled. I hopped off the bed and he took my hand in his. "I have to go get changed, I'll be down in a minute." I nodded and let go of his hand. I went downstairs to the kitchen and realized how hungry I was. I hadn't eaten all day yesterday. I mentally kicked myself because I know I can't do that. I turned the radio on and opened up the fridge and found some eggs. I searched through the cabinets until I found a frying pan. As I was cooking the eggs what makes you beautiful came on the radio and I began to sing along. "Your insecure don't know what for your turning heads when you walk through the do-or-or" by the end of the song singing had turned to shouting and the spatula I was using to cook my eggs turned into a microphone. "You don't know your beautiful oh oh that's what makes you beautiful." I was startled by clapping from the doorway. "I didn't know you were a fan" said Harry through his laughter. "I'm not really but I know the song. I used to only listen to you guys because of Zayn" I said as I went back to cooking my eggs. "Oh please I bet your a closet fan girl" Harry joked as he walked up behind me and wrapped his muscular arms around my tiny waist. "Your so small" he said. His words making me tense up and feel awkward. "Sorry that came out wrong, It's not bad, uhh erm-" I cut him off my turning around and giving him a peck on the lips. "It's okay. I wasn't always this small."

"What do you mean" he raised his eyebrows at me. "Why did Zayn say I was coming to live with you guys?"

"Not much he just said you were like a little sister to him and you needed to get away from your old life."

"Well that's partially the truth."

"What's the truth then?"

"It's kinda a long story"

"Ive got time" he said with a smile. "Well around a year ago. I developed anorexia. I restricted food and worked out way too much, four months ago I was in the hospital and almost died because of it and my mom sent me to an eating disorder rehab. My mom and therapist thought I should get away and live with Zayn so he brought me here." I waited for Harry to respond but he didn't he just looked at me. "I know it's a lot to take in-"

"Well your okay now and I'm going to make sure you stay okay." He cut me off I smiled as he pulled me into his big arms and kissed my forehead. He sat with me at the bar while I ate my eggs. As I was washing my dishes the other four idiots came bounding down the steps. "Ready Hazza?" Yelled Louis. "Let's go boo bear" Harry replied. I giggled and shot them a curious look. "Awwe is someone jealous?" Niall teased. "What no" I laughed and blushed at the same time. Harry walked over to me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. Before heading for the door. "Feel free to do some cleaning" Zayn yelled to me before closing the door leaving me alone. I looked around the kitchen was pretty clean, now the living room was a completely different story. There were bags of chips and empty cans of soda and beer everywhere. I grabbed a garbage bag and picked it all up. I straightened up the couch adjusting the pillows. I then sprayed air freshener everywhere. I sat around admire admiring my cleaning skills then decided to take a shower. I washed my body and hair and even shaved my legs. I stepped out and wrapped a towel around myself I searched for something to wear. I grabbed a new navy blew wromper that harry had bought me and slipped it on. I blew my hair dry and did my makeup. Only to fall asleep on top of the covers.

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I woke up to a curly haired boy climbing into my bed and wrapping his arms around me. "You know Zayn was kidding when he told you to clean right?" He said in his husky voice. "Yeah I know I got bored, how were rehearsals?"

"They were fine I'd much rather have stayed home with you" he said in a very flirty voice now. I leaned over to him and planted a soft kiss on his moist pink lips. I could feel him smile through the kiss. I pulled away and just looked at him. I began to trace his features with my finger. His jawline his eyebrows his lips. Our sweet moment was interrupted by four obnoxious boys bursting through my door. "GET UP BITCHES WERE GOING CLUBBIN!" yelled Louis.