Unconditionally // A Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson Fanfic

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Scarlett's P.O.V

As the saying goes, I felt like a dog. After eating a nice breakfast, talking to Jasmine and sitting on this very fluffy pillow, I began to feel the exhaustion hit me. Harry was right, I didn't get enough sleep and since I laid down after hanging up with Jasmine I had my eyes closed and my hands on each side of me. I was starting to take a nap, I began to feel how I started dreaming. But out of nowhere, I felt a gentle light kiss on my cheek making me open my eyes slowly. I turned around and found harry hovering over me, his curls falling form each side of his face with a soft smile while he leaned on the bed on his hands on each side of me. I didn't notice how long I had napped, he was already dressed up, his hair a little damp and had clean clothes on.

"How long did I fall asleep?" I asked in a yawn as I stretched under him, my hands out in the air and making groaning moans.

He smirked at the view of me swirling under him, "Like 10 minuets"

His husky voice echoed in my head and made me almost turn into jelly. I shrugged with a sigh and stared at him, into those green eyes that never had an end. I stretched out to began to play with a strand of hair that fell aside of his face, it was as soft and luscious as I imagined.

"Why can't my hair be as pretty as yours?" I said.

He looked at my hand movements I made with his hair, "Well I don't understand how many girls complain about their hair, I never put nothing on mine and it looks fine to me"

I let go of his hair and placed my hand on my stomach, "It's not that simple for us"

"Really?" he made bored face.

"Really. I have to apply hair cream or else it gets tangled" I said as I looked at my red wavy hair that was spread out on the bed.

"It's beautiful, that color especially." He said and touched my hair. I smiled back at him and for a while we laid there staring but then it got kind of awkward so Harry smiled at me and gave me a quick kiss on my forehead before standing up. I followed sitting up and fixing my hair and straitening my skirt.

"Darling" Harry asked as he walked over his drawer, "Do you have school today?"

I did, but wasn't planning on wasting a day with harry for boring classes instead, plus I was already late and I supposed Jasmine didn't go either. "Don't worry about it" I told him.

He turned around raising an eyebrow, "You do don't you?"

I looked down at my hands, "Yeah but I don't really feel like going today"

He picked up his wallet from the dresser and placed it in his back pocket. It was then when I noticed what he was wearing. He wore black skinny jeans, black saint lauren leather boots and a short sleeved flannel shirt. God he looked so handsome. He began to fix his hair with his hands, but he was struggling. Somehow he was, even though his hair was perfectly and naturally fit and with shape either way he combed it. Through the mirror he noticed my stare, "What?"

I chuckled, "Can I help you with that?"

He turned around and leaned on his dresser while giving up hands in the air, "Go for it"

I sprinted up and walked up to the boy, with these heels, Harry seemed to be almost my height but he still won me for a few inches. I placed my hands on his hair and began to fiddle around with it, I flopped it on one side and then another. I made a serval split lines on it and messed it up because I didn't like how it looked. Meanwhile Harry just smirked at my hand movements, glancing some looks on me and on my hands with a smile on his beautiful face. I didn't understand, why was his hair so difficult now? I gave up and pulled back a few steps to look at him lightly chuckle. There was only one more idea that had occurred to me, "You know what?"