Think of It As Crazy -Harry Styles Fanfic-

Chapter 5

As soon as I got out of the shower, I was unsure of what to do.

Should I grab a towel and run super fast into Harry's room to grab some clothes? Or should I just ask him to bring me some while I sit here being naked and... just... well... being naked?

I decided against being naked and pulled a towel around my body, making it tight so that there was no way it would fall off.

I opened the door and tried to quietly sneak into Harry's room.

Nope.

Of course as soon as my hand reaches for the door knob, Harry comes out. I grabbed at my towel.

"Oh, sorry, I was just... sorry." Harry blushed and scooted akwardly past me. I did the same and closed the door behind me, almost about to sit down and cry again.

I told myself not to cry though. No matter how much I wanted to cry, I didn't do it.

I was quite proud of myself.

I opened the closet and got to the very back of the bare closet.

Sure enough, there were two white tank tops -both my size- sitting at the back. I grabbed one and got some jeans out of my drawer.

I put the clothes on slowly and absentmindedly while I thought.

So much thinking.

What was I supposed to do? I mean, if Harry was planning on keeping me in the house until I remembered him, he might never leave the house.

Also, what were my parents thinking? What about my best friend, Becky? And Josh?

Wow, I'm a horrible girlfriend, I hadn't even thought about Josh until now.

Then again, I'm a bit caught up with other things right now.

I shook my head when I realized I had been sitting in the same spot for two minutes, not doing anything.

Then I thought about something else.

Should I put on one of Harry's shirts?

I mean, first of all, he'd know that I was trying to remember. And I really was. Second of all, I might remember something. I guess those two things are the same things, huh?

I went back to the closet and grabbed a Rolling Stones tee. It smelled like him.

Then I remembered something.

"Harry, stop!" I giggled, pushing his hands away from my backside. He continued to squeeze and I continued to push him out of the way.

The club we were at wasn't very crowded, then again, it was a Monday, and Monday is when everyone has to pay full-price and they have something to do the morning after.

"I love you," Harry whispered into my ear, wrapping his arms around my waist. He began to bite gingerly at my earlobe. I gasped when he sucked at the space on my neck right below.

"Harry," I whispered, my hand on his neck, pulling him closer.

"Can we go home?" Harry asked, twisting me around to face him. He pulled at my lower lip with his teeth. Our breathing was heavy and hot.

Damn, he smelled good. I softly kissed at his neck, "Yes, please."

And it was over.

I sprinted to the kitchen, then stood akwardly behind Harry while he turned around.

He looked down at me. He took in my shirt, and looked back at my face, frowning.

"I remembered."

Okay guys, I know you want more chapters, but you'll have to wait seven more days! I know, sadface! I really like this story and I want to continue it so badly! Anyways, thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy!!! xx

-Madeline