Sweet [H.S]

Chapter 30

Harry Styles

Chapter 30

"Harry sunscreen," Iris points at me making me roll my eyes before she's rushing around her hotel room picking up things and shoving them in her light blue backpack, I look toward the door I've been wanting to run out of for half an hour tensing my jaw throwing my head back,

"Harry I'm serious, if you burn it's gonna kill you on stage," She speaks back still facing away from me, I don't think I've ever seen Iris this stressed it's laughable really,

I feel a side of my lips lift letting out a chuckle and throwing my hands up in surrender before reaching for the cream,

"Stop laughing at me this is a serious matter, the statistics for skin cancer are high," I scoff out a laugh making her turn toward me, her hands on her hips with a sour look on her face,

"Oh fuck off I'm putting it on," I yank the cap off squirting way too much on my hands throwing the bottle back onto the bed before rubbing it into my hands looking like I've just dunked my hands in custard,

I look up to her through my brows with an unsure smile not exactly knowing what to do with the mess I've created,

"Your an actual idiot, come here," She looks at me like I'm a kid she's telling off sighing before she walks over to me abandoning her stuffed back grabbing my wrists scooping blobs of the cream onto her fingertips before smearing it down my face,

I look into her eyes whilst she does so, she looks so bloody concentrated on suncream... Her tongue between her teeth through amused eyes, a smile slowly lifting on her cheeks before she takes a step back clasping her hands in front of herself with a proud smile lifting her eyes back to mine,

A childish glimmer flicking through them making me squint my eyes at her questionable grin,

"What have you done," I slowly step away from her, my eyes not leaving hers as I walk toward the small hotel mirror, eyes leaving hers and onto my face in the mirror,

A smirk threatened my face when I see the four letters written on my forehead,

'D I C K'

"Fuckin' funny," I turn back to her pursing my lips to hide my amused smile seeing her hold in a laugh before she's sniggering her phone in front of her face no doubt ably taking a picture only then realising it's been there for a few seconds already too endeavoured in her smiling face,

"Aye put that down," I run at her making her squeal running around the bed giggling, "You looked cute!" She moves around the opposite direction to me when I get to her trying to outsmart me, "Tell me how the fuck I look cute when I have dick on my forehead," She lets out an uncontrolled laugh not realising what I said before my eyes are widening,

"Well I didn't know you were into that Harry," Her lips gracing a smug smile, I stop standing still a bored look covering my face shaking my head at her in disappointment, "You don't have to know what I'm into,"

Maybe it's you.

"Well, I think as your fake girlfriend I deserve to know," She angles her head placing her hands on her hips with a smile taking over her face,

I charge at her wrapping my arms around her waist and throwing her on the bed making another squeal release from her rosy lips,

I let out a laugh as we tumble onto the bed until I'm hovering above her, small giggles falling from her lips, her eyes lifting by her red cheeks, I take the suncream from her small open hand on my fingertips aiming them for her face, her eyes widening trying to slap them away, "I have makeup on!" I scoff shaking my head, "What If I had makeup on?" I slow my hand down until she's squirming digging her body into the mattress beneath us, "I'd love your skincare routine then," I angle my head at her confused before smearing my fingers onto her cheekbones until she has two stripes on each side, I let out a laugh at her painted face,