Beneath Your Beautiful

Chapter 15

"You might want to put a pair of pants on, babe. I'm sure Lennon doesn't want to see you in your boxers..." I laughed. "She doesn't want to, or you don't want her to?" Harry smirked. "Ummm... Probably just the second one..." I admitted. Harry laughed, and put on some pants. "Will you carry me outside?" I asked, rubbing my eyes. I didn't care about wearing makeup around the boys anymore. "Ok, love." Harry smiled, lifting me out of bed, and carrying me bridal style. "Harry look." I whispered, as he carried me into the living room area. Niall and Lennon were talking. Harry winked at me, and sat me down on the floor. "Would you like to go get breakfast, love?" I asked Harry. "Take Lennon... I'll talk to Niall." He whispered into my ear, his hot breath tickling my neck. "Okay." I giggled. He gave me an odd look. I made a face at him, and he smiled. "C'mon Meatball." I yelled. "Umm.. Your going somewhere is a sports bra?" Lennon asked. "No!" I screamed, running back into our room. I grabbed a pair of random shorts, and, a shirt. "Oh well." I mumbled, noticing they were Harry's.

I walked into the hallway, and it looked like Harry was on the verge of a heart attack. "You look good in my clothes." Harry smirked, kissing my neck. "Breakfast." I winked, kissing his cheek. Harry looked like a sad puppy, so I kissed his lips, leading to us making out. Sorrynotsorry.

Thank god Niall and Lennon were involved in a conversation and not paying attention to us. "Ready to go?" I smiled at Lennon, who was on the couch. "Thank god! We thought you'd never come out!" Lennon exclaimed. "Bye boys!" We smiled, walking outside.

"Breakfast!" I shouted, all the boys came running in, and grabbed what I got from McDonalds. I sat down on the couch, and flipped on the telly. I almost screamed, when I noticed I was on American television. "Harry and his beautiful girlfriend, Love em' or hate em' are happy being just who they are, and were spotted walking around New York the other night. Not to mention, yesterday, Florence was seen with the other boys, for a day around the town." The reporter lady smiled. "Someone's famous!" Lennon laughed, sitting next to me. "I wanted that seat." Harry pouted. "Here." I laughed, motioning for Harry to sit down on my lap. I basically held my boyfriend like a baby. How many people have you heard say that? Really.

The boys had the day off, so Harry and I decided to cuddle, while the others did who knows what. My phone was on shuffle. I was #livingdadream becuase I read this on tumblr one time:

Can we cuddle?

Just in our underwear so our skin can touch? Can I hold you while you wrap yourself around me? I'll play with your hair, and drag my fingertips across your skin. You'll peck at my neck, while I laugh, and tell you to stop. We could whisper cute things to eachother over pillows that no one else could hear.

And that's exactly what we did. Grouplove and Lana Del Rey played softly on the background. "I love you." I whispered, tracing the doves again. "I love you." Harry smiled, his arms around my waist. "Harry?" I asked, turning off the music. "Yes, love?" Harry smiled down at me. "Would you sing to me, please?" He nodded and I scooted closer to him. "Am I asleep am I awake or somewhere inbetween? I can't believe that you are here and lying next to me. Or did I dream that we were perfectly intwined? Like branches on a tree or twigs caught on a vine?" He sang the fist verse.

"Truly, madly, deeply I am, foolishly completely falling. And somehow you kicked all my walls in so baby say you'll always keep me. Truly, madly, crazy, deeply in love, with you." Harry finished. I touched our noses together. "I love you." I whispered. We stayed in this position for a while, staring into eachother's eyes and stealing small kisses.

"Lets go out." Harry smiled. "But I don't want to get ready." I moaned into his hair. "Please?" He asked, pulling me down, and staring into my eyes with big innocent puppy dog eyes. "Harry." I groaned, getting up. "Eyes up here Styles." I laughed. Even if he was my boyfriend, I was still in my undergarments (rofl. WAIT WHO THE HECK SAYS ROFL?!?) He nodded, and all of a sudden, he gained interest in his thumbs. I laughed, and quickly put on an oversized lavender t-shirt, and light pink leggings.

I did my usual makeup, and slipped on white vans. "Ready?" I smiled, peeking into the bedroom, while brushing my teeth. Harry was asleep on the bed. Mwhahaha! When did you get so weird, Flore??! "Harry wake up!" I yelled, jumping on the bed. He jumped up, and I giggled, before plopping beside him. "Ready then?" I smiled.