Him vs Her

Chapter 46

Skylar's Pov: 

Covering my mouth with my hand, I yawned and stretched my hand, rubbing the sleep off of my eye – I looked for Harry. He was laying here with me, We were in...Louis bed? Umm. Huh? Harry? Wake up!! I want a hug, ugh. I kept thinking about hugging Harry. I moved closer to Harry feeling chilly, nuzzling into his neck. I crave his warmth. Fuck, I'm going to wake him up if I keep on snuggling. I slid out of bed and yawned. Now what? I'm bored... Oh look how peacefully Harry is sleeping.

"HARRY!" I yelled.

"WHAT'S WRONG?" Harry said confused. As he tried getting out of bed, half asleep. He fell and I laughed, and then, he laughed. "You scared the shit out of me!" He exclaimed and got up off the floor. Why isn't he wearing a shirt? It's a blessing from heaven. Holy abs.. don't stare, don't stare and now you're staring.

"Whoops?" He glared at me. "What? I was bored..." I said trying to act all innocent.

"So you felt like giving me a heart attack?" His hair was all ruffled up, his curls were everywhere. Jesus, Mary, Joseph and the camel...he needs a haircut.

"Pretty much.." I said, giggling. He didn't say anything. He was staring..... "You're staring.." I stated the obvious.

"You look good in my shirt" Harry said with a grin. I looked at myself, oh! I was wearing his shirt..

"Why am I wearing your shirt?" I asked looking at Harry, whose hair was a greasy mess, but it somehow still looked better than mine.

"You don't remember what happened?" I was not pretending to be clueless...I am clueless.

"Well I don't remember much" And I have a feeling I don't want to remember. "So, what did happen?" I asked curiously.

"We had sex" Harry blurted bluntly. My heart started racing. Ho-ly shit. The things alcohol can do to you.

"Was it good?" I said with a smirk. He's such a lousy liar. He tried to play it cool but by the way his facial expression changed I could tell that he was kidding. He bit his lip, knowing he had been caught, busted! He smiled, such a genuine smile, always a genuine smile. It reached the little cluster of freckles under his eyes as little rosy circles appeared on his face. You know what? I never realized until this very moment that I love that he has this effect on me, because I love the way this feels, whatever it is. What a feeling it is, to feel this warm sensation form around your heart and it wells up and spreads all around you. I know that I never felt this way when I was with Ryan and I feel like this is somehow, so right. Harry and I are just a really weird combination of ingredients that go together, but at the same time they don't and yet, it's still perfectly perfect. He stared deeply into my eyes as if they were the last thing he'd ever see. What's he thinking? I couldn't help but blush, he was legit staring at me. He shot me a smile. He said little, and my breathing soon fell into rhythm with his. I was sleepy and hella hangover, stupid headache! He rolled on the bed next to me, I winked at him. I lay next to him and gazed upon him and he was about to kiss me but I covered my mouth.

"Eww! Gross, Harry...I need to wash my teeth" I yelled.

"Oh come on" He pouted. "Your toothbrush isn't here anyway" Harry said pulling me closed.

"Well let me take a mint or gum or something" I said looking in my bag as I shoved a mint in my mouth.

"Are you done?" Harry said impatiently. I smirked and lay back in bed next to him as he snuggled under the covers.

I guess we both couldn't resist as we kissed passionately. He gently bit my bottom lip, I love it when he does that. He ran his bottom lip along my top lip as our kiss deepened. Lightly touched the tip of my tongue with his, and gave me a cute little peck. And with the kiss my headache was gone, fuck no it wasn't but it was less noticeable. My mind was no longer focused on my headache though...