Taken(H.S.)

Chapter 9

~HAZEL POV~

My eyes slowly peeled open as the sun shined through the window onto my face. Harry's arm was draped over my waist and his stomach was pressed against my back. My heart fluttered at the memories of last night and I started smiling.

I turned around to face Harry. His arm slipped off my waist and one of his eyes popped open. All of a sudden his hair started moving. And then it blinked. His hair was looking at me.

"Ah!!!" I screamed, jumping up and causing both of Harry's eyes to fly open. He sat straight up and Angel flew out of his head, onto the floor. "What? Is my breath that bad?" he said, putting his hand in front of his mouth to check. My eyes were still wide as Angel started barking.

Harry looked from me to Angel, his eyebrows scrunched. "Babes, what's wrong?" he said as I slowly climbed into bed. "I woke up and Angel was in you hair so I thought.." I trailed off.

Harry looked at me. I looked at him. We both burst out laughing, finding the situation very silly.

Once we settled down, we fell back against our pillows. He looked at me. I looked at him. "Hey, there," I said. "Hey, yourself," he replied, rubbing his eyes. "Did you enjoy last night?" he asked, his eyes twinkling. "Loved it," I sighed, letting the memories flood back.

"Well, today I planned on going to get Preston, then coming back here, and then, going shopping for our trip, since you know it is Miami and we need bathing suits and all that jazz-"

"Harry, why do you do so much for me? Like, is it because you feel sorry for me? I just don't under-understand, like-"

"Babe, if you ask me that question one more time-"

"I just wanna know! I mean I don't want it to be a pity type of thin-"

He crashed his lips into mine, making me fall backwards against the bed. After he pulled away, he pecked my lips a few more times and looked at me. "Because I love you. Now stop asking me ," he chuckled. "Okay, okay. I won't ask again, gosh," I said, lightly laughing.

Angel jumped on the bed, immediately going for Harry's face. "Okay, this has got to stop." He scrunched up his face as Angel licked his cheek.

I smiled, enjoying the sight.

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Harry had just left and I was doing a little house cleaning, since when I'm bored I usually clean or eat. And I had already ate breakfast, so that really wasn't an option. I had put on a gray Nike training bra and grey sweats with my black and white Nike shoes. My hair was just doing its own little thing today.

"Now if we're talking bodies, you got a perfect one so put it on me!" I sung out with the music while mopping the floor.

"If you love me right, we fuck for life, on and on and o-"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

I stopped in my tracks.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

I pressed 'pause' on my iPhone and walked towards the door. Angel ran up behind me, barking at the sound.

It couldn't be Harry, he just left. And he has a key.

The doorknob jiggled.

I jumped back.

I grabbed Angel and ran into the coat closet. The banging stopped, and now it was just quiet.

I slowly peeked through the crack of the closet door. It was then when the front door burst open, almost flying off the hinges. I flew back against the wall trying to prevent the mystery person from seeing me, covering my mouth to trap the sobs and stop them from coming out. The person's footsteps got louder and louder as they came towards the closet. Then they stopped. Right in front of the closet door.