Where Love Hurts The Most( Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 39

Harry's P.O.V

I opened my eye's as the bright sun shined into the bedroom, I patted around the bed expecting to have Kylie gone as usual, but not this time, I reached over and pulled her petite body twords mine, my arms engulfed her, almost like a shield. She looked at peace, he lips slightly curved into a smile, her morning after hair still wavy and soft. I could imagine a more perfect morning, she began to stir a little bit, I looked over to the clock and saw that it was about 2 in the afternoon, meaning out friends would soon be here, but I could help the fact that I was still thinking about how amazing last night was. Kylie moved around a little bit more before opening her eyes and seeing me, she smiled at me, and began to get up, when I caught her wrists.

“Where are you going?” I asked

“I have to pee..” she giggled. I let go as she made her way to the bathroom. Once she came back, she walked over to her closet and pulled out a black, flowing tank top that had, Never Grow Up written on the front, with the kids from peter pan flying on the back. She pulled out a pair on tan short shorts and put her hair in a messy bun, with pieces hanging out to frame her face.

“What are you doing?” I asked as she slipped her shoes on.

“I'm supposed to go pick up Zayn and them from the airport at 3. and its already 2:40..” she smiled at me. She walked over to me, giving me a kiss on the cheek before turning away, I grabbed her waist and turned her back around to face me.

“You missed..” I said before cupping both sides of her face and making her lips meet mine. I swear I could kiss Kylie all day and never get tired of it.  After letting go she laughed.

“I'll be back..” she smiled

“I wanna go too..” I said while pulling my jeans on and sneakers.

“Harry you can't go like that..” she laughed.

“Why? Whats so funny?” I asked her.

“I think with those on your back, people may look at you funny..” she said while pointing out all the scratch marks on my back.

“Well who's fault is that?” I smirked at her.

“Mine, I apologize..” she smiled

“Don't be, I think it's hot..” I smirked back at her. I pulled a t-shirt over my head and tangled our fingers together making our way down stairs. 

“Where you guy's going?” Miguel yelled from down the hall, he was sitting on the couch with whom a suspect was his girlfriend.

“To pick my friends up!!...” Kylie yelled back at him. We walked out the front door and over to the line of cars till we got to Kylie's Ferrari.

“Can I drive?” I asked her

“Can you handle it?” she smirked

“I can handle you..” I laughed at my comeback. She tossed me the keys, and I got in the driver's seat.

“Just promise not to crash, I think I have seen enough hospitals in my life time..” she joked. Sadly it made me feel a little bit guilty and bad, as I started the car. Kylie put her hand on mine.

“Hey Harry, don't be sad, what happened was a freak accident, and you need to learn to starts joking about things after a while and move one...” she smiled at me.

“Kylie, you getting hurt is not a joke..” I said seriously.

“Hey, I'm right here, see, right here...” she said while making my eye's meet hers. I smiled and backed out of the huge drive way and made my way to the main road, I was excited to see Zayn and Niall and all of them in general.