birds // hs

17. "Sexting"

"Let me come over," Zayn whined through the phone as I ran a comb through my wet hair. "It's hot as shit, Harry is busy training new guards, and I'm bored."

"There's nothing to do here either!" I reminded him with a small laugh. "And it's just as hot."

"Yes but at least at your house there's good food. I have no food."

I rolled my eyes and shimmied into a cute little skirt, then slipped on my bra. "You're just being whiny."

"Am not."

"I'm hanging up now."

"Not if I hang up first."

I just let him hang up and I was just beginning to dry my hair when there was a knock at my door.

"Come in," I yelled from the bathroom.

"It's just me, baby," Harry sighed, his long frame appearing for a second before he flopped back onto my bed. "And good god, it's hot as shit."

"I know," I smiled as I brushed a small piece of hair and tucked it behind my ear. "Zayn called me and wants to hang out."

"Oh." Harry looked a little dejected. "Er, okay."

"What's the matter now?"

"Nothing."

I squinted at him. "Tell me!"

"I'm jealous," he murmured as I felt his strong arms slide around my middle. "And you look even hotter than it is outside."

"Wow, thanks," I giggled, my cheeks turning pink as his lips peppered my neck with kisses. "How's it going with the new guards?"

He made a disgusted face. "They're all so young and dumb. And one already slipped me their number."

"Aw, that's cute," I cooed playfully.

He scowled. "It was a boy."

"Oops."

His arms tightened around me and he morosely sighed before laying his head in the crook of my neck.

"Are you free tonight?"

"Um, yeah. Why?"

"Well I thought maybe you wanted to come over to my mum's and watch a movie."

I looked back at him. "Really?"

"Yeah," he chuckled, squeezing my hip lightly as I finished my mascara. "They've been asking about you every single day since you came over that one time. They're obsessed."

"Aw, that's sweet," I smiled as a blush crept up my cheeks. "And a movie night sounds perfect, thank you."

"Of course, baby girl."

He left a long, lingering kiss on my cheek then called out a goodbye and disappeared down the stairs.

Even after he was gone, I still had butterflies in the pit of my stomach. What was happening to me?

*

Two hours and way too much money later, I was happily on my way home from shopping in the nearest big city, which happened to be Miami. The drive wasn't bad but traffic was frustrating and prices were ridiculous, so I went home a little earlier than planned.

I had splurged a little and bought myself all kinds of new shorts, skirts, and shirts and even a set of pale pink lingerie just for Harry. I knew it would be a nice end to a hard day of training for him.

Speaking of Harry, he actually decided to call me after I was done shopping, when I was walking to my car.

"Where are you?" He sighed deeply, like he was one second away from a breakdown. "I miss you."