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~*{Alexis Skyla Roberts}*~
"Turn around, Harold." I commanded him as he put me down.
"Why?" He asked, confused.
"Because I need to change, stupid!" I replied with a 'duhh' tone.
He smirked but did as he was told.
I picked up my violet tank top and black comfy shorts. This is basically my PJ's.
I turned around to see Harry wearing joggers and his horribly tattooed chest. It looked like a sketchbook if I'm honest!
"Do you mind putting a shirt on? Your body disgusts me." I looked him up and down, coldly.
"Yanno you like what you see, you like it a lot. It's absolutely fabulous!!" Harry sang, cheesily.
I rolled my eyes, High School Musical? Is he serious?
"High School Musical." I raised an eyebrow a him, amused.
"So you know it then."
"I do have a nine year old brother. What's your excuse?" I smirked. He looked down, clearly defeated. He picked up a thin purple tee-shirt from the wardrobe and faced me.
"There, happy now?!"
"Not really. I still have to share a room with you.." I sighed, dramatically.
He rolled his eyes and flopped down onto the bed and scooted over, making room for me. That was stupid because it was king sized bed and I seriously don't take up THAT much room.
I settled down comfortably as he placed the duvet onto us...
"Goodnight Lexi.." He whispered, turning off the light.
"Night Harold.." I mumbled, shutting my eyes and slowly drifted to sleep, again..
~*~*{Harry Styles}*~*~
I couldn't sleep, at all. My mind kept flicking to random things. I frowned looking up at the ceiling. Hours have gone by. I had tried to sleep but, I just couldn't. Maybe, it's because it's the first time in ages I hadn't laid a girl then gone to bed.. I don't know.
I felt Skyla move beside me; she then tossed around. I could just make out the scowl on her face of annoyance. I bet she's thinking about me..
She then let out a piercing scream that startled me, followed by mumbling of swears. A sleep swearer?!
Finally she sighed aloud and flipped onto her left arm, no longer facing me.
I smiled, closing my eyes..
Suddenly she let out another scream and I immediately felt the need to protect her so, I wrapped my arms around her as I pulled her closer to me so, she could cuddle my chest. I placed my head onto hers as I heard her breathing slow down, relaxing. Phew..
I closed my eyes, still holding onto her and drifted to sleep.
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