Serenity [h.s]

Confusion

Chapter dedication: to my bo ImGucciii

Creds to the owner of the side picture x

- I wanna see you but you're not mine.

Summer Lowal

I woke up to the sounds of cups clanking and drawers opening. I groan and roll to the side of the couch out of Carter's grasp to see Harry making coffee. I rub the sleep out of my eyes and stand up, the sweatshirt covering most of my bum. I walk up behind Harry and move to the side to get a cup from the cabinet. At first he was startled, but mumbled a good morning towards me. I just rolled my eyes. How is he a morning person?

"What time is it?" I groggily ask.

"I'm fine, thanks for asking," he rasps. I push him out of the way to pour the hot liquid and frown.

"Answer me,"

"6:30 am," my tired eyes widen and I look at his face for the first time this morning. His eyes were dull and his face was pale.

"Who-why the fuck are you up this early?" He looks over to me and runs his finger over his bottom lip and I had to stop myself from shivering because God that looked fucking sexy.

Calm the hell down.

"I have work, and you're coming," I set the cup down after taking a sip and my eyes narrow, my lips turned into a frown.

"You can't tell me-" and then his frame was pressed into mine, his nose was brushing mine, and then my hands were pushing at his chest but he wasn't budging. All I could comprehend was the way his lips moved slowly and my knees almost gave out.

"You're coming with me," his rasp made me shiver but I still pushed at his chest and he backed away, enough for me to move away from the counter.

What the fuck is he doing to me?

"Styles, you need to fucking get your shit together because, I am not an object and I am a grown woman, and I can do what I bloody please," His jade eyes were dark and his chest was heaving up and down and Carter started to wake up and fuck everything is giving me a headache.

"Aye, Mr. Hottie, how are ya?" What is with everyone waking up like it's the most fanciest thing in the universe?

Harry turned to Carter and gave him a tight lipped smile. "M'just fine, you?" Carter nodded with a grin.

"I'm great," and he turned to me and I gave him a warm smile.

I brushed past dear ol'Styles and walked into my room. The bed was made and I just rolled my eyes once again at how tidy this man was. I freshen up and get dressed into a lace black dress even though it was a  bloody freezer outside and I was going to paint.

Either way, I was tired of looking like a slob. I put on my usual make up and let my hair flow naturally and slipped on my boots;  walking out with my jacket and phone.

I saw Harry talking to Carter with a tense expression, but Carter was grinning and I wondered what they were talking about.

"I'm ready," I blurted out and watched them both look at me. Carter smiled and I returned the gesture but as I turned to Harry I saw him just gawking at me. My cheeks flushed and I furrowed my eyebrows. He only cleared his throat.

"You look very nice, Summer," and I glared at him but saw him just stare into my eyes with his emerald ones. The color of them really caught me because they were this forest green, specks of gray in them, with brown and blue. It was honestly the most beautiful shade of green I'd seen, but of course I'd never admit it.