No Control [Hariana]

Chapter 87. "New home"

The next few days later, Harry and i were still talking about our wedding ideas. I have to say, it's really coming a long great. I actually can't wait to get married. It's gonna be so special. I was taking a shower right now. As i was washing my hair, i heard some nosie in the bathroom. Huh?

The shower curtain was then flashed opened. "AHHHHH!!! HARRY!!!" I screamed. He looked at me confused and turned off the water. He got into the tub with me, fully dressed and grabbed my hips. "Harry, I'm naked get out!!" I yelled and he chuckled.

"Babe...I was trying to tell you something important but you couldn't hear me" he said. What? "What was so important that you needed to tell me?" I asked staring into his eyes, trying to find if there was any sadness in them. I hope no one died.

"I love you" he said and I frowned. "God harry you scared me!" I glared punching his abs. Damn, they were rock hard...it actually hurt a bit. "Aww, baby. What were you doing?" He asked.

I noticed his eyes start to wonder down my naked body while he bit his lip and i started to blush. "I was washing my hair" I replied softly and his eyes flashed up to my hair. "He turned the water back on and placed his hands in my hair.

What is he doing? He started to rub softly trying to get the shampoo out. "Harry.....your getting wet" I warned. "Actully babe, I'm getting hard" he teased and i blushed again. Such a cheeky boy. He finally got all the shampoo out and turned off the water.

He got out first and grabbed a towel for me. I dried my self off and i noticed he was staring at me, smiling. "What?" I asked. "Nothing...you just have such a cute bum" he replied. Oh my gosh. I immediately turned a bright red and hurried to cover myself with the towel. He left the bathroom and soon came back with some more dry clothes on.

I started combing through my hair and started to blow dry it. Once it was dry I started to brush it. Harry then walked up behind me and we stared at ourselves in the mirror. He took the brush out my hand and started to brush my hair. I didn't feel a thing....was he even brushing my hair?

I turned ny head a bit to see if he was. "I'm, sorry love. Am i hurting you?" He asked with panicked wide eyes. Oh...thats why he was brushing so lightly. That's how my dad use to brush my hair when I was a little girl. I thought this was really cute, since boys and dads were always so worried they were hurting us.

"No...actually I can't feel a thing..." I laughed and he smiled. "Sorry, I just don't wanna hurt you..." he replied. I smiled and saw both of my dimples in the mirror. He continued brushing my hair delicately and I started putting on some mascara.

I noticed harry sigh. "What's wrong?" I asked. "You don't need that crap" he answered about the make-up. "Harry....its just mascara...." i replied. God, if I put on chapstick he thinks im putting on a face load of makeup. He sighed again and I turned around to face him. I took his face in my hands and kissed him softly. He picked me up and placed me on the counter top.

We kissed for a while until he pulled away. "Are you ready?" He asked softly. Today harry and i were going to look at a few homes and probably even by one for ourselves.

This is pretty huge....i mean....I lived with harry for a while now but...that was also with the gang. Now we're actually moving in alone together. I nodded and walked out the bathroom back into our room. I grabbed a pair of shorts and a crop top.

"Ughh. Do you have to wear that?" Harry asked. Oh. "Uh...I'm sorry. I guess I'll change" I said awkwardly. Did he really not like me wearing stuff like this? I must have asked that out loud because he quickly answered. "No babe, it's not like that...it's just....what if the real estate person is a guy....he doesn't need to he checking you out" he said protective.