Chapter Seven - Audi

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I was incredibly warm - cheek pressed to someone's flesh. Harry.

He was breathing slowly, heart beat almost matching mine.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

The room was flooded with a pale light - the kind you could only get during sunrise or sunset. I could see his features almost perfectly.

I peeked up at him through my eyelashes, watching him sleep. His mouth was slightly agape, pink lips parted, brown curls falling over his forehead in a messy manor. He looked so peaceful.

I reluctantly pulled away from him, prying his arm from around my back. I was very careful as not to wake him.

Tiptoeing toward the door of my room, I gave him one last look. Now he was sprawled out in the middle of my bed, starfish style. His face contorted from peace to upset as his body found itself alone.

I stifled a giggle as I creeped out into the hallway to go downstairs.

Before I was even finished my descent, the doorbell began ringing furiously.

I heard Harry groan from upstairs. So much for letting him sleep in.

"Lea?" He called, confused in his sleepy state.

"I'm getting the door!" I replied, now completely down the flight.

I was kind of peeved to have someone so rude be here this early. It better be important.

I unlocked the door, pulling it open and ceasing the incessant ringing of the doorbell.

"Yes?" I asked the man before me.

He was tall with slicked back brown hair and deep brown eyes. He was dressed in jeans and a black coat from what I could tell. He had a camera slung around his neck on a strap. He didn't look like he was from here.

"Is Harry Styles here?" He asked immediately. He didn't have an English accent. I knew he wasn't a Brit.

"Excuse me?" I asked, thrown by his question.

"I saw his car parked out here," he pointed to Harry's Audi.

"I think you've got the wrong flat," I replied curtly.

He raised an eyebrow at me. He didn't seem incredibly convinced.

"You're banging him, aren't you?" He chuckled, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.

"You realize you're speaking to a minor, yeah?" I wrinkled my face together in annoyance.

He rolled his eyes, peering back down at me. He shifted his weight from one leg to the other.

"Whatever, cupcake," he glowered. He was being incredibly nasty to me for no reason I could see.

"Lea, who is it?" Harry called huskily from within the flat. He didn't sound too close.

"A guy with a camera asking for Harry Styles," I called back. I faked a hint of humor in my voice.

Hopefully Harry would play along with me.

"Is he mad? Wrong flat!" Harry called back. He was used to duping the paparazzi, wasn't he?

"Who is that?" The guy with the camera asked again. He looked incredibly suspicious.

"Just my... Boyfriend," I replied after a moment of hesitation. I was going to say brother, but that wouldn't make much sense.

"You're lying," he sneered.

It was my turn to roll my eyes at him. "Good day, Sir," I muttered, shutting the door on him. I locked it too. I didn't know what this guy was about.

"That was close," Harry breathed, wrapping his arms around my waist. He pressed himself into my back, cheek on the top of my head.

Little curses and muffled complaints come from the other side if the door as the man outside shuffles around.

"He's still out there, I can hear him," I murmur, leaning back into his body.

Harry pulled me further into the flat away from the door.

"I wanted to let you sleep," I stated quietly as he released me. I finally got to look into his green eyes for the first time since last night.

His eyes crinkled as he smiled. "I slept enough."

"When did you fall asleep last night?" I asked. I know when I fell asleep a bit past 1:30, Harry was still awake, stroking my hair with his fingertips.

He shrugged. He still wasn't wearing a shirt. It was hard to keep my eyes from straying from his face.

"What have you got to do today?" I asked him. Surely he had to have plans with family or something.

"I was thinking that I was going to see some of my mates and then come back to make you dinner and take you to your show."

I smiled, nodding. "Yeah, okay. That sounds great."

Harry hugged me once more before pulling himself away.

"What about that paparazzo out there?" I asked, nodding in the direction of the door.

Harry shrugged.

"Move my car, I'll sneak out the back and meet you in the alley," he suggested after a moment of thought. It must suck to have to sneak around all the time.

"Let me know when you're ready then, yeah?"

***

After a small breakfast of muffins and orange juice, Harry was by the back of my flat, hanging out by the door. He was just slipping his shoes on as I walked out the front door, locking it behind me.

I looked around and saw the guy from earlier, sitting in a sketchy looking van - eyes glued to the front door.

I glared at him, and his lips curled up in a devilish smile. I hope he wasn't waiting to break into the flat.

"You better get out of here you creep!" I glowered as I approached Harry's Audi.

The man snickered, but his face dropped when he saw me getting in the car.

I started up the car, turning on the heat to defrost my frozen limbs.  

I roared down the street and ducked into the alley at my first chance, coming to a stop where my flat was.

Harry was waiting for me, leaning against the back door.

His face lit up at the sight of me as I got out of his car.

"Ta-da!" I smiled, shutting the car door.

Harry laughed and met me on the passengers side.

"Be good, and don't get into too much trouble, okay?" He ordered jokingly.

I nodded once. "Oh, yes sir."

Harry smiled, pulling me into him.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me firmly on my lips.

I pulled my lips from his and planted them on the flesh of his neck, sucking and nipping at the soft skin.

A groan escaped his lips. I pulled away, eyes partially closed still as I looked hazily up at him.

He smirked, and let me go.

"Bye love," he murmured, kissing my forehead before he went to get into his car.

I stepped back as I watched him drive away.

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***Author's Note***

I'm stuck! D:

Well, enjoy this anyways!

Ciao my lovelies. - Jessicaa :)

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