WHO WILL WIN H.S and L.H AU

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A/N: Before you start reading I forgot to mention at the start of this book that this story is set in Sydney Australia okay you may now proceed to read ;) ;)

Aubrey's Pov:

I feel an unknown light source cover my closed eyes, bringing me out of my unconscious state, aka sleep. My eyes flutter open adjusting to the light of the unknown room. I look down and see that I am wearing what seems to be boxers and a long white t shirt. What the hell. I try and recover memories of what happened last night like a drunk person who's had a hangover.

Harry. He was supposed to drop me home last night because my car broke down but this is certainly not my apartment. I stand up from the large and comfy king size bed but then wanting to go and hop back into to it, wrapping myself in the enormous doona. But I need to find out where the fuck I am so I begin to walk away. God it's killing me not to just go back into that bed and sleep there for the rest of eternity.

I begin to walk around the room, seeing 2 doors to the left. I open the first one which leads into a dark room. From the outside light I see a switch and flick it up which turns on the lights.

Oh my fucking god

It's a walk I wardrobe in the size of pretty much my whole apartment. I see millions of black and navy blue suits on the left and right, all cleanly cut and ironed. I think this is Harry's house I may be wrong. You know it could be some complete strangers who certainly has a lot of money. I walk down the red carpeted floor, feeling like a celebrity as I move my hips side to side and pose at the end, seeing my reflection in large mirror. I then turn around to see someone staring at me from the corner of this huge wardrobe. I squint my eyes a little, trying to get a clearer view of the mystery person in the corner. As I begin to walk closer I figure out who it is by those unforgettable curly locks and piercing green eyes. I stand face to face with him not knowing exactly what to say. I'm a little pissed that he didn't drop me home like what was planned but I am sort of happy to be here with him, just the two of us.

"You're awake" Harry comments.

"Well obviously. I am standing here having this conversation with you." I respond sass coating every single word. Harry lets out a little chuckle and bites on his bottom lip. I almost forget why I am mad at him but don't and obviously ask him the question that has been in my mind ever since the time I woke up.

"Why am I here?" I don't bother sugar coating it.

"What do you mean" he asks. He better not be playing dumb.

"You said you were going to drop me home and well this is not where I live." I inform him and put my hand on my hip, bending my leg a little.

"Well you didn't tell me where you lived before you fell asleep" he says simply, shrugging his shoulders. But I am not letting him win this that easily.

"And you didn't think to wake me up" I question.

"Umm no because I am a gentlemen and let you sleep," he says with a smirk. I sigh not wanting to argue with him anymore. God we sound like an old married couple bickering. I look down and see the different clothes I have on.

"Why am I wearing these clothes?"

"You wouldn't be comfortable in what you were wearing" he says. I stare at him shocked.

"So you changed me whilst I was asleep," I ask.

"Well sort of... yeah."

"Oh." My hot professor changed me. That's not normal is it?

"Don't worry Aubrey I didn't look" Harry says. I stare at him suspiciously. But give in.

"I believe you. Thanks for letting me stay here." I say, stare into those rich emerald eyes.

"No stress babe, I have made pancakes for breakfast do you want to come down?" He asks. I just nod as I was to taken back that he called me babe. I feel my heart beating at 100 miles per hour and a goofy grin fall onto my face. I follow harry outside another door and into a corridor. I see many photos of him with people smiling. I then pass one photo where he is smiling with an older lady not too old though.

"Is this your mum," I ask unaware the words even left my mouth. Harry turns around and clears his throat nervously.

"Ahh yeah that's her." He replies shortly, rubbing the back of his neck. That was weird.

We keep walking down this massive corridor and I take note on how many doors are here. The corridor finally opens to a huge room. I gasp seeing 2 huge wooden doors with black detailing. In the corner there is a black piano. Harry sees me staring at it and chuckles.

"The funny thing is that I don't actually know how to play it." He says I just nod to amazed to form any type of response. On the opposite side of the large room is a grand stair case that breaks into 2 separate ones after a few steps. I begin to walk down it, feeling like a princess in a castle. Harry is obviously loaded, so why the fuck is he a college professor?

Finally Harry and I enter the kitchen where I see a stack of pancakes on a plate. My mouth begins to water at the sight, as I haven't eaten anything since lunchtime yesterday. Harry hands me it and gets himself another. I was happy to just stand and eat but Harry made me sit down saying it is 'good table manners' and whatever. I know my mum wouldn't be very impressed with me right now. Oops. I begin to dig into them, savouring the delicious smell and taste. After taking my third bite I let out a moan only because it's too good. I didn't mean for that to happen and hopefully it will go pass without Harry noticing but Harry sits there mouth agape staring at me. He obviously heard.

"Did you just moan?"

"Errrm yeah it tastes really good" I say honestly and feel my cheeks heating up. He just chuckles and nods his head in agreement. Few I thought he was going to say something mean because of that or even worse kick me out. Yeah maybe thinking a little too over the top.

Harry and I make small talk at the table until we both finish the pancakes. I than go upstairs and get changed back into yesterday's clothes getting ready to leave. After putting my shoes on I sit on the edge of the o so comfortable bed and think about what exactly happened this morning. It has been really nice, Harry is super adorable and funny. I am actually really happy that this has happened. Thank you god for making my car break down so I could have this lovely morning. Amen. But what does this mean for Harry and me?

As I walk down the long corridor I see the picture of Harry and his mum again. I smile at it, happy that these 2 people look so happy together. I keep walking getting ready to see Harry again, trying to ignore the butterflies that are in my stomach. I see Harry waiting at the large wooden doors smiling at me. I walk up to him and with no hesitation wrap my arms around his long torso hugging tightly. Harry flinches a little in my arms from the unexpected contact before relaxing and wrapping his large arms around my body tightly.

"Thank you again for letting me stay here," I say to Harry whilst letting go of his strong masculine body. I begin to feel a bit sad that the hug ended missing the cosy embrace.

"No worries oh and um Aubrey here is your phone you had lots of missed calls from this guy called My Lukey Boy. Who is that?" I feel all the colour drain from my face as he says those words. I don't want him to know about Luke and me yet. It may ruin our whatever the fuck it is we have, so I do what every girl in a desperate situation does.

"Um he is my friend from high school." I lie and run out the door.

That was close, to close.

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xo s.b

Ps next seen might have smut *gasps* spoiler alert ;)