[ON HOLD] Defensive 'Till The End (Harry Styles, One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 9 - He looked familiar!

*RACHEL'S POV*

"THANK YOU HAZZA!" Louis yelled handing Harry his plate which had eggs and bacon on them. Louis sure gave him a lot of nicknames. He then ran into the living room and clicked the telly on.

I was sitting on the black leather stool at the island and enjoying my plate of yumminess.

I looked back at Harry who was busy filling up the dishwasher with Louis' plate.

"He's a little different huh?" I joked laughing. Harry looked up and smiled at me."Ya! He yells way too much. Between you and me I like it better when he's drunk!" Joked Harry whispering the last sentence like he didn't want Louis to hear. I laughed and took the last bite of my bacon, pushing the plate away satisfied.

"Was it good?" Harry asked taking the plate and placing it in the dishwasher.

"Thanks and delicious!! I wish I had more." Harry laughed and closed the dishwasher. He turned around to face me with his bottom lip between his teeth. I found it too attractive and had to turn away. I heard a shuffle and then Harry was next to me.

"Let's go watch the telly." Harry suggested grabbing my hand and pulling me along to the living room. We walked to the living room and Harry sat down on the love seat. Harry patted next to him and I gladly sat. Sitting on his right, I placed my feet over his lap, facing the telly, my back against the armrest, and watched the telly.

 "So when did you guys get together?" Louis said with a smirk. What is it with London boys and their smirking? Even the crazy ones smirk.

"We...umm...." "Yesterday" Harry said casually flipping through the channels like he was sure we were together. But were we? We never discussed anything. 

"Oh and she slept over? Wow. That's the first." Louis laughed. With that Harry's head snapped towards him and I could see the daggers in his eyes towards Louis. Wait what?

"The first what?" I asked confused. A huge grin spread across Louis face.

"Well you see Rachel." 

"Don't you dare Louis or I swear you won't live to see tomorrow." Harry yelled lifting my legs off of his, looking like he was about to murder Louis.

"Harry's never had a girl--ugh" Louis let out a grunt when Harry tackled him to the ground. I sucked in a breath but let it out realizing that they were only wrestling not fighting. Even though Louis was in a tight headlock, he kept talking.

"Sleep over before. He'd just kick them out." By now Louis was in hysterics and Harry got off of him.

"What the hell Lou!? I thought we were friends!" Harry yelled coming and sitting back down next to me. "He's lying." Harry laughed turning towards me and taking my hands. 

"No I'm not!" Louis laughed getting up and sitting back on his couch. I was so confused.

"Harry? What is he talking about?" I asked taking my hands out of his. He shook his head and looked back at Louis.

"Dick" He whispered under his breath."Ok. So you know my reputation and everything. You know how I fuck a lot of girls." Harry was waiting for a reply.I was Awestruck at how comfortable he is with talking about sex.

"Yaa...."I'm not sure I want to hear anything else.

"Well...after the girl and me fuck," Harry sat back on the couch and hid his face in his hands. "I kick her out."

"WHAT!" I yelled standing up. "How can you do that? Do you even care about any ones feeling other than yours? That's just.....disgusting." With the last word Harry shot his head up at me.