Top Secret - Harry Styles Spy Story

Chapter 5

Hello everyone!

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Rosalia/Helena's POV:

The sound of birds filled the morning. I awoke to the smell of breakfast being made, and my face burried deep into my pillow. I inhaled and I was confused at what I smelled. Why was I smelling harry on my pillow?

I shot my eyes open and realized I was in Harry's room.. on his bed. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god.

I looked around and then felt a breeze reach me in a few places I thought were covered. I looked down and saw that I was wearing Harry's "Teenage Runaway" sweater and my gym shorts. I saw my hair was in a bun and all my makeup was washed off. Why did I look this way?!

"Don't worry Helena. Nothing happened last night." Harry says coming out of his bathroom brushing his teeth.

"Why am I wearing you're shirt?" I ask.

"Before you fell asleep last night, you were complaining that you were cold, so I let you borrow it for the night." He says happily. "It was quite cute, you shivering and begging me for a sweater. Gotta get used to the London weather. Babe."

"Why am I still in you're bed?" I ask defensively. "And hey, I'm from Cali. I don't get weather like this."

"You literally fell asleep on me. We stayed up until midnight talking about a lot of things, and you started getting sleepy and then we finished watching the movie, and I saw you were fast asleep on the pillow on my lap." Harry says pointing to the pillow I was sleeping on.

"Wow, did I say anything stupid while I was tired?" I ask.

"Ahh not really. You were just really tired, so I let you stay where you were." He says.

"T-thank you." I say.

"Aww look. You're face is a cute shade of pink!" Harry teases.

"Ah! Harry! Stop!" I say feeling myself get even darker.

Harry comes over and pinches my cheeks like a child and starts to giggle. "Woook you're wittle cheeks are so coot!" he says laughing.

"I'll rip that toothbrush right out of you're mouth and wipe it on my ass Styles." I say.

"Eww no don't do that!" He says.

"Stop pinching my cheeks then!" I say trying not to smile.

"But come onnnnn, pweaaassse." He asks.

"Don't give me that lip. I'll rip it off." I wink.

"If I stop, can I get a hug then?" Harry asks being a flirt, once again. Wow his portfolio was really true "Flirts with every girl he see's."

"Finne." I whine.

"Yay!" he yells.

I wrap my arms around Harry's waist since he is ten times taller than myself, and he wraps his around me. He nuzzles his face into my hair and for some strange reason I snuggled into his chest.