Katrina's pov
You're suppose to wake up the last day you're together with the love of your life slowly. You look at them as they sleep because it'll be the last time you'll wake up next to them. Then you do something cute that wakes them up like trace their tattoos or their face to memorize it while your gone or something cheesy like that. They tell you how beautiful you look and they pull you closer and tell you how much they love you and despite the morning breath he kisses you.
Did that happen? Not exactly. It started out that way though.
After a couple minutes of making out that could have led to something else, our wonderful annoying friends barged in.
"Wakes wakey love birds!" Louis was the first one to walk in.
Harry started laughing keeping his face close to mine.
"Oui oui!" Niall hooted right behind him.
"May I help you?" Harry grumbled as he sat up and pulled the sheets over me knowing I was still naked.
"We were bored." Liam chuckled staying back leaning against the door frame.
"You could have knocked." He rubbed his eyes.
"We knew you wouldn't open and we were right." Zayn smirked.
"Well can you please tell us why you're in our rooms so you can leave?" Harry frowned.
"We wanted to go out for breakfast before we left." Niall smiled sadly. There was an awkward silence and no one wanted to joke around any more.
"We'll be ready. Give us a few minutes." I replied trying to lift the mood.
"Alright lads, Harry won't be getting any for a while. Let him enjoy it." Louis snickered as he ran away before Harry could hit him with a pillow.
When the door closed I was about to stand up to get ready when Harry pulled me back down and laid on top of me.
"Harry get up, I can't move." I giggled.
"No, they ruined the moment and I just want to lay here with you."
"Is it necessary to be squishing me?"
"You're going to get up and get ready. Maybe if we just lay here it won't seem like we're both going to be on opposite sides of the planet in a few hours." His voice ended in a sad whisper.
"Babe." I frowned, not liking his negativity.
"No, I am going to act childish. I don't care." He buried his face at the crook of my neck where his breath tickled my skin.
"Harry." I huffed.
He gracefully flipped us over and I hovered above him my hair cascading around us.
"I know today is probably going to suck knowing that were inevitably leaving, but I don't want to spend our last few hours sad and wanting things to be different. I want to go home knowing I had an amazing time here with you and our annoying friends." I chuckled. "I don't care what we do, but don't be sad please. It kills me knowing you're sad."
"You're so smart and amazing." He smiled up at me.
"Harry." I rolled my eyes before standing up.
"And really beautiful." Harry smirked.
"You're just saying that because I'm naked."
"You're really beautiful naked." Harry corrected himself making me laugh.
"Gee thanks. That made it so much better." I quickly walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I stuck my arm in waiting for it to get warm when I felt Harry grab my waist and push me inside.
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Don't Let Me Go // h.s.
Fanfiction"It is the city of love after all." Being with Harry Styles was a beautiful and terrifying thing for a girl who had her life all planned out and organized without him.
