Honey (Harry Styles fanfic)

Chapter 6- Sexy nurses

Author's note; So this chapter's a happy chapter,well most of it,hope you guys enjoy:)

Harry's point of view;

My eyes slowly opened,one by one,only to be met by blinding light. I shut them again quickly,recalling the events of last night. I smiled to myself,remembering Lissie. That kiss was out of this world. I reached over to where she should have been laying,but my arm fell on an empty space. Glancing around,I found her with her back to me,picking bottles off of my dressing table. I closed my eyes again,opening one slyly so I could watch her without her noticing. She flitted around,picking up beer bottles,tidying up make up and wiping up spilt stuff. It was magic,really. She was taking about ten minutes to do what would have taken me two hours. I grinned like an idiot at the fact she was wearing my top. It looked good on her,her underwear flashing whenever she rose her arms or bent over slightly.

"Up already?" I said in a raspy voice,my throat dry and burning. As soon as I spoke,she squealed and snapped round to look at me,clutching her hand to her chest as if her heart was about to burst out of it.

"Fuck,you scared me!" She hissed,before strolling over to me,crawling onto the bed and laying on her stomach next to me. "Yeah,I woke up and my OCD kind of took over..I couldn't sleep thinking about the mess,and I figured I might as well make the most of it before my hangover kicked in," she explained. I nodded and smiled faintly as I studied her characteristics. The freckles that were scattered around her cheeks. Her highlighted cheekbones. Her dark green/brown eyes. Her long eyelashes..that had a layer of mascara? Maybe this was just my man logic speaking,but surely her make up would have come off,or at least smudged during the night?

"Lissie,have you redone your make up?" I questioned,squinting my eyes.

"Yupp," she said,popping the 'p'.

"Why?" I chuckled,a little confused.

"This," she motioned to her face. "Is not a pretty sight in the morning,especially after-"

Before she finished her eyes widened and her hand flew to cover her mouth. I watched her,confused,until she got up and jumped off of the bed,dashing to the bathroom and shutting the door. Not long after,I could hear gagging and whimpering sounds. I couldn't just lie there and listen to her suffer,so I pulled my trackies on and knocked on the bathroom door lightly.

"Lis? Are you okay?" There was a groan in reply. I slowly turned the handle and peeked round the door to see her seated on the floor,leaning on the toilet,face shining with sweat. She looked up to me and her bottom lip trembled,tears gathering in her eyes. I immediately went to sit next to her,rubbing her back,and holding her hair back when she leant to the toilet again.

When she'd brought it all up and brushed her teeth,we went back to the bedroom and she faceplanted the bed. "Harry...I'm dying.." She groaned,rubbing her temples. I chuckled and collapsed on the bed next to her,pulling her in so she was resting on my chest. "Hey,how about,you dress up as a sexy nurse,and make me feel better?" She teased,giggling at her own joke. I rolled my eyes and pulled her so that she was laying on top of me. "Nahh..how about YOU dress up as a sexy nurse and make ME feel better?" I suggested,pecking her on the lips. "Well,that can be arranged," she replied sexily,pecking me back.

"OH MY GOD."

Lissie screamed as a voice brought us both back to reality. She rolled off of me and covered her face with her hands. "People need to stop scaring the shit out of me.." She murmured. I turned to where the voice had come from. Louis was standing in the doorway,arms crossed,smirking cheekily. "So,you guys are together?" He enquired,motioning to the two of us. I slowly nodded,and glanced to Lissie who was doing the same. His eyes widened and he smiled widely.