Forever 4: "The Journey" (Hariana / Diall)

06: The Exploitation

I'm looking forward for the "Styles Family" that everyone will know and call us in the future.

A R I A N A

I opened my eyes feeling super cold. My eyes are still adjusting from the sight and it's still dark. It's five in the morning as I seen on the digital clock and to the glass windows, revealing the dark skies that will get bright later. I scoot closer beside me and instead that my body will have a contact on the other toned body, I felt cold sheets. He's not here.

I yawned many times, while rubbing my eyes. I felt weakened, sleepy and super exhausted on what just happened in less than eight hours. I can feel my body being magnetized in the comfy sheets. It's like I don't want to wake up or to get up at all. I'm like on clouds.

"Holy shit..." I mumbled as I tried to sit up but I felt pain.

Sore. It is the first thing came up on my mind which is really true. My inner thighs and my core is aching. I'm not really get used by his rough actions when it comes to this yet. It's super amazing though. I tried to sit up again and breathing through pain.

It's like I'm laboring but I just shook my head on my dumb imaginations. I should be get used to this by now. I mean, we've done this kind of things before. I also saw that I'm wearing a new lingerie. Probably Harry put these things on on me, since we both slept naked.

I just brushed my teeth and washed my face. I know Harry will be upset if I took a shower. Because when I will take a shower, he will always want that we should do it together. He said that he love washing me but my mind set that he just want to peek on me.

I put on Harry's shirt that is sprawled also on the bed. It's still smell good though as always. I put on my slippers as I carefully and gently walking towards the door. It's still really cold though, even if it's summer. Before I could even make a step on the stairs to go down, I can see Harry in the living room.

I can hear some audible sounds coming from him as he shuffled some stuffs in the boxes. I almost forgot that we just moved in and instead of placing some stuffs in these house, we are placed on the bed and do some thing that should be in our least priorities.

"Haz?" I asked softly and kind of mumbled. I saw him jump off a bit and turned around to look at me.

"Oh my... Ariana... What are you doing here? You should sleep." He said worriedly.

"Can you help me go downstairs, first?" I asked as he nodded and quickly ran upstairs.

"Just be careful, okay? I'll assist you..." He said and planted a kiss on my forehead, nodding quickly.

He took my both hands as we both slowly going down. I mentally smiled on what's happening. First of all, Harry Styles, an asshole, cocky, cheeky, idiot, bastard, annoying and a dickhead who has the softest part inside. I witnessed all of his personalities since then and it's just always surprising.

"You're sore, aren't you?" He asked and smirks as we finally go downstairs. A sigh of relief escape my lips because I don't need to stumble by going down, mostly if I have a sore.

"Uhm... Isn't it obvious? You almost rip off everything." I said with sarcasm and annoyance.

"Well, you're the ones who said... Please don't let me go to work tomorrow..." He said as he imitates my voice and mentally face palming myself in embarrassment.

"I don't know why would I even said that." I quickly said while trying to walk.

"Because you fucking need me, Ariana..." He whispered and licks my earlobe while I step a bit quickly, whimpering in pain.