Everything About You (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter Four

H4

"They're so cute, Liam! Don't wake them up! I need to take a picture that could be used for blackmail in the future!" I heard Lexi say. I felt Harry shift a bit next to me and I did as well. I heard Lexi taking a few pictures and Liam laughing at them.

"Lexi, what time is it?" I groaned.

"9am."

"Oh, that's right. You two can get 6 hours of sleep and not be affected at all." I groaned.

"When did you guys fall asleep?" She asked.

"3 damn hours ago." I said, half asleep.

"Oh, damn. Okay. You guys sleep. We'll leave." She whispered.

"Thank you, Lexi. You too, Liam ." I muttered as I cuddled more comfortably into Harry who woke up slightly and kissed my forehead.

"What time is it, love?" He asked quietly.

"9am. Go back to sleep, Harry. I am too." I whispered.

"Holy shit, you called me Harry. And not Styles. That's the first time in weeks. But we can discuss that later because I'm half asleep." He yawned and I nodded. I kissed him and cuddled back into him.

"Yeah. Sleep tight, Harry. Wake me up if you're up before me." I told him and he nodded.

"You do the same. Sleep tight, Brooke." He whispered and kissed my forehead.

When I woke up he was still asleep so I kissed him to wake him up. His eyes shot open before he started kissing me back and closed them. We kissed for a minute and I started to pull him on top of me.

"How far do you want to go with this?" He asked me a second later, stopping me from pulling him completely on top.

"No more than your shirt coming off." I said shyly, and he nodded.

"I agree." He said simply. I looked at him with disbelief and shock.

"I may have had some one night stands and some relationships where sex happened before she was even my girlfriend, but I'm not feeling like I have to rush in this relationship. I feel like I can be myself not have to rush into sex or going very far. Oh my God. Listen to me. I sound like a bloody preteen girl." He confessed, obviously embarrassed. I started giggling for a second and he looked at me like he was hurt.

"No! Not like that! I just thought it was funny that you were saying 'bloody'. I think it's funny. Especially when you're all embarrassed and blushing. You look adorable." I assured him and he blushed more.

"Oh, come on. I just have a British vocabulary. But you have an American vocabulary and I think that's amusing. But still, stop making me blush. It's so embarrassing. I feel like a girl." He blushed.

"Oh my God! You're so red! It's so cute! But hey. Watch the girl thing. It's offensive. I may blush constantly, but don't be offensive, Styles." I laughed and he blushed a bit more. I kissed his cheek quickly before he started talking.

"You do blush a lot. It's adorable. But I'm not trying to offend you, Richards. Now I do believe we were kissing." He whispered and kissed me. He had laid back down on the bed when we were talking so I pulled him back on top of me.

"Yo, lazy asses! Wake up!" Lexi yelled as she burst in on me throwing Harry's shirt across the room and him kissing down my neck.

"Whoa, you two! Quit with the makin' out!" Lexi said when she saw us. Harry jumped off of me and smoothed out his hair that had been messed up both when we were kissing and when he slept. We were both blushing bright red and Lexi and Liam were laughing at us.