Awkward

Part Twenty Three

It has been a few months since Harry and I started dating, two months to be exact. Everything is perfect. I spend so much of my time at Harry's place that I have a small space in his studio for my flowers. Since he opened up about his family and how that triggered trust issues for him, I've tried to spend as much time with him as I can. If he sees and feels how committed I am to him, I'm hopefully it's a step in the right direction. I know he trusts me, and I, him, but things can happen, and I get it. Mostly.

Additionally, I've been avoiding Liam, who is glued to Zayn, so avoiding Zayn, too. Part of me is happy for Zayn because he does genuinely seem happy, but Liam is married, no separated, and it's just weird. It sounds like he's still married and cheating, and I really don't want Zayn to get hurt.

I took a step forward and let the hot water run down my hair and face, allowing the steam to lift the thoughts away. I was up and out of bed before Harry for a change, I've been sleeping in while he has gotten up for work every day. Today, I wanted to get to the orphanage early to help set up for Halloween. It was one of the kids' favorite holidays to be able to dress up and go treat or trick in the neighborhood.

If I get there early enough, I could leave after lunchtime to fulfill some more orders and then snuggle up with my gorgeous boyfriend. I grinned to myself at the thought, stepping out of the water and beginning to soap up.

I still couldn't believe I'm dating Harry Styles and that everything was going so perfectly.  Harry hasn't met my family yet, but I'm not even nervous about it. We have plenty of time for that. Just as I reach to turn the shower off, I'm startled by Harry pulling the curtain back and wrapping his body around me. I didn't even hear the door open. Harry presses his face into my neck, our chest pressing together and Harry's arms wrapping around my waist.

"Bed was cold without you." He mumbled into my skin and made me shiver. He pulled back to press our foreheads together, his eyes still closed, his soft, warm breath fanning over my face.

Harry was standing under the steam with his back, taking the beating of the hot water. I could stare up at him without the water getting in my face. I watched him, his eyelashes against his cheeks, his pink lips pressed together in a small smile.

"Sorry, love." I whispered back, rubbing our noses together, my hands moving to Harry's hips. His lips twitch at the contact, trying to hide his smile.

"You can make it up to me." Harry spoke, opening his eyes and staring into mine with a smirk on his face. I felt my cheeks heat up.

"Anything for y-" Harry didn’t let me finish my sentence, instead pressing our lips together in a soft kiss. He pressed me back against the shower wall, and I hissed at the cold surface. Harry used the opportunity to push his tongue into my mouth, one of his hands cupped the side of my face and his morning wood pressing into my thighs. I smile into the kiss, my own erection growing as I move my hands down blindly to firmly grab him in my hand. He gasp and moans out approvingly.

*

Louis giggled as Annabelle went on and on about how Ryan had tried to kiss her. He was sat on the floor of one the large playrooms, surrounded by Halloween decorations. It was a large room with one long rectangular lunch table to the left, rugs and pillows and bean bags everywhere else. There were stencil cardboard decorations scattered all over the table. It was only Annabelle and Louis in the room, the rest of the kids enjoying outside time.

 After a year of no one bothering the decorations, all the wires still seemed to get tangled. Annabelle was separating the skulls from the ghost decorations at the table, Louis hadn't asked her to do that but he didn't have the heart to tell her to stop. It did sort of help even if he was just going to randomly tape them around the room and hallway.