Chapter 17
Getting out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and shook my hair out like a dog. It felt so nice to be able to take a shower in my own home for the first time in a few days. I smelled clean, my breath was fresh, and my skin was exfoliated and once I moisturized it would be so touchably soft.
I headed back to the bedroom, stopping when I saw Harry rolling around in the bed, groaning in his sleep. I debated getting dressed first, but seeing him distressed was too painful for me. I sat down on the bed, rubbing his forehead and pushing the curls out of his face. "Shh, it's justa nightmare."
His face tensed, but he quickly relaxed as I continued speaking. "I'm not going to leave again, I promise. We're going to be fine, we're still Larry Stylinson and we're still the best of friends. I love you, Barry." I chuckled lightly, kissing his forehead before standing up and walking to the clsoet to get dressed.
I slipped on a clean pair of silky orange boxers, smiling at the feel on my slightly damp skin. I moved the towel to my head, wrapping it around so it wouldn't fall. I picked out my purple Jack WIlls pullover, then settled on a pair of grey sweat pants. I figured we wouldn't be going anywhere today anyways.
I was heading back to the bathroom, but now Harry was sitting up. "Louis" He whined, and I kew exactly what he wanted. I grabbed the bottle of tylenol, tossing it to him. "I ordered Chinese for breakfast...it should be here in a few minutes. I'm going to go finish getting dressed and dried off and everything."
He nodded, and I rushed into the bathroom. I turned the hair dryer on, brushing my hair out as I dried it so it wouldn't frizz. It was Harry's hair dryer, bright pink, and I smiled a bit. He was like an awkward teenage girl sometimes, but I think that's why I was so desperately in love with him.
Once my hair was dry, I ran a bit of product in it before grabbing Harry's citrus-scented moisturizer. I remembered mocking him for buying it, but now I loved the smell and feel of it.
" Moisturizer? Seriously Harry? " I read the bottle over, hoping he'd just put a fake label on it or something. "Why do you need moisturizer? My sisters have tons of these bottles in their rooms..." I set the bottle down, sitting on the counter and watching as he rubbed it into his thin arms and legs.
"It makes me smell good and makes my skin soft. Not all of us are big, rugged, manly men who think dry hands are a sign of strenght." He said, cheekily. I smacked the back of his head, and soon we were wrestling each other. It took me a few moments, but eventually I had him pinned to the wall of the X-factor dressing room.
Our faces were inches apart, both of us at almost the same height. I held his hands pinned to the wall above his hand, my leg in between his so he couldn't break free. His breath was cool, rugged against my face. "Only girls use mosisturizer." I said, and he was blushing furiously.
"They make mositurizer for boy's too, it just doesn't smell as good." He said defensively, and I shook my head. "Nope. I'm not letting you go until you say 'I'm Harry Styles, and I'm a huge cupcake." He looked at me like I was crazy, so I pressed myself closer to him so he could move even less.
His entire face went bright red, and his legs were shifting. "Fine! Fine! I'm Harry Styles and I'm a huge cupcake! Let me go!" He said, begging me. I laughed as I backed away, sitting back on the counter. He let out a shaky breath, and I smiled. He sure was fun to tease.
Now, I used it all the time because it truly did smell amazing and make my skin feel so smooth. I rubbed it in, stretching to reach my back and my upper thighs. I looked in the mirror, smiling at myself before slipping on my clothes and heading into the kitchen.
Harry was setting out plates, and he had all the food spread out, just like he knew I liked it. I sat down, as he served me and I smiled happily. This was just like how it should be. I grabbed my chopsticks, and made some action noises as I swung them around like nunchucks. Harry glared at me, but soon we were both laughing.
"You were wasted last night.." I said, and things got a bit tense. "Well....Yeah. I know." He said, causing me to roll my eyes. "Did you and Nick have fun?" I ate some of my food, keepin my eyes on him to watch his reaction. The food was nice and warm, and I knew he must have put it in the oven to keep it warm.
"Yeah. He took me to the flower shop and let me pick out a dozen of any kind of flowers I wanted." I saw the way he was smiling. "He even put one in my hair, it was kinda fun." I nodded as I chewed my food, trying to push down the feelings of jealousy. Harry hated when people messed with his hair, so I don't know why he would let Nick do that.
"I left the flowers at his house, but I'm going to spend the night over there tonight. Is that okay with you?" He asked, and I quickly nodded, waving my hand, trying to act nonchalant. "Yeah, of course. I'm going to hang out with one.....Niall anyways." I quickly made up a lie, and he smiled, eating his food quickly.
We finished eating our food, him telling me all about the night with Nick. I was only partially listening, and I was fighitng back all the repressed feelings I had. I was in love with him, but he was with Nick now. I had to find a way to get him back, but maybe it was too late. Still, there was only one thing on my mind.
I should have bought him flowers when I had the chance.
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So, meep. Yes, hehe. I like this chapter a lot too, and Harry is such a little cupcake. All the feels in this chapter are intense. Anyways, make sure to comment! I get the same couple people commenting every chapter and I would appreciate more!
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When I was Your Man (Larry Stylinson)
Fanfic"Too young, too dumb to realize, That I should have bought you flowers and held your hand Should have gave you all my hours when I had the chance Take you to every party cause all you wanted to do was dance Now my baby is dancing, but he's danci...
