Heated (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 32

Heated - Chapter 32

I slept well for the first time in a while. Having such an amazing dream where I'm running in a field full of flowers and I had no worries clouding my mind. Nothing but happiness surrounded me and I was finally content with myself again. A complete opposite emotion to what I really felt inside regarding a certain person during this past two weeks.

I suddenly feel a warmness overcome my body as I took in the familiar feel of the sun shining through my bedroom window, onto my bed. I stretch my muscles out before taking in a deep breath.

"I hope it was me satisfying you in that dream of yours."

My eyes quickly flutter open as I hear a familiar voice in my room. I jump up straight in my bed as I look to where the voice had appeared out of.

OH. MY. GOSH!

"What the hell are you doing in my room?!"

I squeal in horror and shock as I pull the covers up to my chest in attempt to cover myself from him.

He is sat over at a chair in my room as he's leaned back with his pelvis out, arms crossed over his chest and legs wide. His eyes gazed down onto me intensely as it is dark and hooded.

That's when it hit me.

"Did my Mom let you in?"

I told her specifically not to let him anywhere near me!

Why would she abuse my trust by allowing him the access into my only safe haven that I had thought I could keep from him this time.

He then stood up without saying a word.

He took a couple of steps closer towards me as I watch how his tall frame made his way over. He's even more taller than ever as his lips are curved into a little smirk.

He shook his head at me as he is now stood right in front of my bed at my feet's end. I pull the covers closer as my heart raced with the way he is staring at me.

"I let myself in."

My eyes widen at his words as I shouldn't even be as surprised as I am right now.

If he could sneak into a security secured museum, then what is stopping him from sneaking into my room that has no security whatsoever except for a locked door and window?

But then again, this is Harry - the guy who knows how to unlock doors ever so simply with a hairpin.

Just as I was out of my reverie I noticed how Harry was climbing onto my bed. I was taken aback by his actions as my heartbeat raced so fast that I was afraid it would become audible. He was almost on top of me, but I bent my legs to stop him from climbing any closer towards me. He cocked his head at my rejection of him. He seemed even more enthused and amused by my action than rejected by it.

He then placed his hands onto my legs as he pressed it down and it was placed beneath him as he was now hovering over me with his masculine physique on top of my nervous body. Making me feel things I know I shouldn't be feeling this early in the morning.

But how can I not?

His familiar cologne filled my senses as he got even more closer than before. I tried leaning back but that only fueled his determination as he got closer to me. Knowing exactly what it does to me as I feel my mouth go dry at the sight and my heart beating its' way out of my chest!