The Unlikable (Book One) // h.s. [COMPLETE]

Chapter 27

"Callie," a husky voice whispered as I pulled the duvet up and over my shoulder. The cold air in the room not welcome to my soft skin.

"Mmm," I groaned not wanting to wake up.

"Callie," the voice whispered again but it was more persistent this time, giving me a little nudge on the shoulder. My eyes fluttered open and I saw the most gorgeous boy I'd ever seen. His contrasting green eyes against his slightly tanned skin, curls that fell into his forehead in ringlets, and that gorgeous smile to go along with his dimples that poured electricity into my veins. His fingers ran up the side of my cheek and I quickly remembered what we did last night...how he made me feel.

"What time is it?" I asked sitting up in the bed and combing my hair with my fingers.

"10," he smiled as he jumped off his side he'd slept on. I noticed he was wearing some jogging pants and a athletic sweater, but no tennis shoes only bare feet.

"Did you go running this morning?" I asked as I jumped off my side.

"Yeah, it's a beautiful day. And you kept telling me to fuck off this morning," he grinned.

"I didn't!" I couldn't believe him! I would never say something like that...would I?

"You were asleep, Calz. And it was like 6 in the morning. I completely understand why you didn't want to come," he laughed.

"Did I really say eff off?" I asked as scooted off the bed. As soon as my bare legs hit the morning air I jumped realizing I still only had my panties on. I ran to the bathroom and I could hear Harry's laughter making the blush on my cheeks apear bright and strong.

"CALLIE!" Harry laughed trying to open the door to get in.

"No stay out!" I laughed fighting to keep the door closed.

"Callie, I've seen it all before. You act like last night didn't even happen." I just knew that stupid smirk was spread across his face and I wanted to swipe it away if it wasn't for this door keeping me from attacking him.

"I'm taking a shower," I changed the subject.

"Alright, I'll be downstairs when you're ready to see me again," his amused tone still layered in his words.

I stripped of my clothes and turned the hot water on in his shower. Once the water was hot enough I jumped in and let the water pour down onto my body. I grabbed his body wash to smooth over my skin and as the gel hit against my skin it was like Harry himself was wrapping his body around me. The scent was powerful and relaxing. After I cleaned my hair and finished up, I jumped out of the shower and wrapped a fluffy white towel around my naked body. My feet patted across the tile floor and to the carpet of Harry's bedroom. I searched his drawers for some clean clothes I could wear for a while. I grabbed a pair of his boxers and slid them on and a long sleeve, plain black t-shirt. I ran the towel over my hair to dry it of the dripping water.

I wonder how Harry is going to react to seeing me in his clothes. I felt promiscuous just wearing another boy's boxers. Would he care? I didn't even think of it! Oh well, too late now. My feet trotted down the stairs and to the kitchen where I could hear bacon grease crackling. Harry stood above the cook top making breakfast/lunch for us. He looked back and smiled at me as he heard me approach. He then took a second glance at what I was wearing and his face fell dramatically. I shouldn't have worn his clothes. I knew it was a bad idea. Shoot. Here I go messing things up again.

"Remember when I gave you my shirt earlier in the year when you had that sauce poured on you at lunch?" he spoke as he turned back towards the cooktop to take the bacon off the pan.