Bullied For Love. ( Harry Styles. ) [ MAJOR EDITING (slow)]

Restlessness.

I wrench my eyes open when i hear my name being repeated over and over, i look to where the talking was coming from to see harry with his head burried into the pilliow looking at me with his glassy green eyes.

The coldness of the air gives me goosebumps, i look down to my legs and see no blanket I quicky stand up lifting the blanket where harry's legs are and sliding through.

' any normal person would have gotten up and walked around. ' harry says.

I pull the blanket away from my face to see harry doing that heart melting half smirk, I blash putting my head under his pillow.

' wanna go get breakfast. ' i say trying to be as clear as i could be.

' no lets stay in bed. ' he says inching closer to me.

I shut my eyes thinking off all the times we used to stay in bed all day because harry was lazy when we were alot younger. 

* start of flashback. *

harry wraps his arms around me keeping me warm in the horrible cold weather, the smile on my lips hasnt left since i woke up.

he starts tickling my sides and an uncontrolable giggle escpaes my lips.

' harry sto- no that tickles stop! ' I scream still giggling

* end of flashback. *

I look up to harry who now has him arms wrapped around my waist, hes fallen asleep again. 

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' come on Sophie. ' Harry begs.

' no Harry, we will get caught. '

' no we won't. ' he says even unsure himself.

' no and thats final. ' i say strutting off downstairs.

I earn an fustrated groan from harry but i blow it off, continuing to walk down the stairs. i feel harry's strong hand wrapping around my wrist making me spin around fast crashing into his chest. I yelp in pain at the sudden inpact but he doesnt seem to mind.

' we're going to that party whether you like it or not ' He say firecly into my ear.

' or what. ' I say bluntly, ripping his grip away from my wrist.

he doesnt say anything in response her just stares intensly into my eyes, feeling intimdated i shove him away lightly by his chest and walking towards the kitchen.

' you really know how to fuck everything up don't you. ' He she huskily.

i turn my head to look at him over my shoulder, i shake my head at him.

' go fuck yourself. '

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I lay in my bed watching harry undress and dress into a plain grey t-shirt and black jeans followed by converse.

' are you gunna come and have fun or just sit around like normal. ' he says rudely.

' id rather to stay off my mums bad side. ' I say looking straight back down to my macbook scrolling through tumblr.

' so the boring optio- ' he stops himself when he hears knocking at my bedroom door.

he bolts towards the bathroom in my room, i socff at his actions and watch the door as it opens.

' wheres harry. ' she asks confused.

i point towards the bathroom in response not moving my eyes from the screen.

' oh okay, well im off to work now theres some money on the kitchen counter if you wanan pop down the shop and grab some sweets. ' She says sweetly.

' alright, thanks bye. '

as soon as my bedroom door closes harry walks out of the bathroom with a devilish smirk on his face.

' no harry. '