Gap / Harry Styles RW

Twenty Eight

Ed Sheeran- Afire Love

Kat's Pov

I scrunch my nose as something tickles my face. Still half asleep, I blindly swot at it with my hand before opening my eyes, finding my face just inches away from his. I was so close, I could feel his light breath on my cheeks. Heaven.

He stares at me with those freaking incredible green eyes and reaches over to flick some hair from my face.

"It better not be before ten am," I warn, reaching for my phone to check the time.

It was seven thirty. Oh, this boy better thank his goddamn lucky stars that he was so freaking sweet, not to mention good looking, because man would he have been wayyyy gone. Ok, ok, I'm kidding... sort of. Sleep is important to me alright?

"Morning sunshine!" He grins cheekily at my less than impressed expression. "It's time to get up!" The rasp is clear in his morning voice. I notice the swallows he has inked on his upper body poking out from under the blankets.

I had forgotten he was shirtless. Oh lord above, help me.

I untangle my legs from his before rolling over, snuggling into the blankets.
"Mhm, I don't think so," I mutter.

I hear Harry sigh and I can pretty accurately imagine the pout and puppy dog eyes he would be attempting right about now.

"Awhhh... Katherine," he groans, shuffling over and resting his head on my shoulder. His arms wrap around my stomach and he flings his leg over the top of mine. "I know you can't ignore me," he whispers into my ear, his hair tickling my cheek and neck.

"Oh sweetie, I think you severely underestimate me," I mumble, every muscle in my body focusing on keeping my eyes tightly closed and not turning around and kissing him right there and then. He was being so touchy- feely right now and it was making me loose all my chill.

"Come onnn," he pleads, squeezing me tight.

"You're kinda suffocating me dude," I say, "Go awayyyy I'm trying to sleep,"

"Ugh," he detaches himself from me.

Nooooo... I didn't mean like that, what had I done? Awh, shit, good one Kat.

I feel him get up and I squint, watching him walk out of the room. Holy shitballs he looked good. He begins to turn and I squeeze my eyes shut, before hearing his footsteps pad out across the floorboards.

"Don't break anything!" I warn as I hear the door swing open.

I hear him lightly chuckle to himself before the door quietly closes and I drift back off to sleep. Damn, the bed smells like him already... I could sooo get used to this.

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I trudge out into the kitchen where Harry is waiting, now with his shirt covering his body... dammit. But hey- at least I could breathe normally now right?

"Morning sunshine!" He repeats his words from earlier with added enthusiasm, if that was even remotely possible.

"Mhmmm, morning," I murmur, combing my crazy bed hair out of my eyes, yawning.

He rushes over to me, almost slipping on the floor with the fluffy socks he was wearing. Sometimes, I do question this boy's intentions. He engulfs me in a huge hug, lifting me off my feet and spinning me around a few times.

"Agh!" I shriek, giggling. "C'mon you dork, put me down!"

He does as he is told and plasters the biggest, toothiest grin on his face. "Did you sleep well?"