He's the Boss ( Harry Styles)

Chapter six

When I woke up, I was confused for a second. This was the second time I had woke up somewhere besides my house in Bristol, so naturally, nothing was familiar. I was in fact a little startled when I felt hair tickling my forehead until I looked up and saw Harry sleeping peacefully above me and memories of him and me from last night flooded my mind and I let out a little shriek which of course immediately woke up Harry and his morning voice almost made me wet his bed it was so amazingly deep and husky and manly sounding.

"Zoe, are you alright, what's wrong." he said as his arm that was already around me gripped me tighter. "Nothing, I... I was just a little disoriented is all sorry for waking you." he sat up looking at the clock next to his bed that read 1:14 pm.

"It's alright. But, um it's kind of late so I think you should head home." I tried my best not to look wounded at his statement or the look he was giving me of cool indifference. Is that what I was? Just a convenient booty call, is this how it would be if we had sex last night.

"Oh," I said the surprise evident in my voice as I too sat up letting the blankets pool around the tops of my thighs. "Oh um yeah you're probably right I should um yeah I will." I must be really horrid at hiding my emotions because in the next instant he was looking at me ashamed and guilty and was trying to get me back into his embrace.

"I.. Zoe I really didn't mean it like---" I shook my head while climbing out of bed and dodging his hand.

"No it's fine really I get it I just, you're right I should be headed home." and with that I gathered up my dress from last night, shoes, purse, phone and bra and headed towards the door.

"Zoe, wait, where do you think you're going dressed like that?" I scoffed and looked up to see his upset expression.

"Home." I tried to walk forward but he grabbed my wrist.

"You are not walking out of my door looking like that, you're practically naked." he said as he pushed me up against the wall pinning me with his hips and holding my hands above my head.

"See that's were you're wrong because I only have to listen to you on weekdays from nine to five and it's Saturday." I told him looking straight into his eyes as they turned from an upset green to an angry forest color, the grip on my hands tightening.

"You're not leaving like that Zoe, point blank period." I just looked up at him with anger all in my features.

"Who the fuck do you think you are? You don't own me so I want you to let me go so I can walk next fucking door and go home." he let go of my hands then, and grabbed me by the waist pulling me against him, bringing his lips closer to mine but I turned my head away so he got my cheek instead. "Zoe, don't be like this, stop being so stubborn." he whispered trying (and failing) to capture my lips again.

"I want to leave." it took all my power but I pushed him off of me and walk towards and out, the door and looked around in my purse for the key when the door opened.

"Oh, hello there, are you Zoe?" I looked up and saw a very pretty purple haired girl standing with a friendly smile etched on her face, so naturally, I smiled back at her.

"Um, yeah and you must be Perrie?" she smiled bigger at me and pulled me into a hug.

"You know, Zayn really loved Joe, he was like a father to him too, and he and Nate were best friends." Nate, that was my brother. He was really a jr. but, he hated that so we called him by his middle name, and to hear that my roommate was best friends with him well it kind of brought tears to the back of my eyes.

"Yeah, they were great people." I said easing my way towards the door desperate to get inside cautious that Harry might show up and pull me back into his apartment.