Sleeping With Danger. (A Harry Styles Love Story)

~ Chapter 31 ~

(WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!)

My eyes fluttered open the next morning and I let out a yawn. I feel a body pressed to mine and I look, smiling when I see it was Harry. He was cuddled in my side with his arm on my waist and his head on my chest. Just like a little kid. I thought it was adorable. I take my fingers through his curls and he lets out a light groan in his sleep, and I had to hold in a giggle. He wrapped his arm tighter around me, his legs intertwined with mine. I couldn't move at all, all I could do was lay there.

I hear Harry's soft snores in his sleep, and it makes me smile. This man laying beside me was beautiful, and all mine. He had a hard time going to sleep last night, but he eventually did. Which I was happy for cause he really needed his rest, along with myself.

After a few moments of just laying there, I was needing to move. Though laying here with him like this was amazing, I really just needed to get up and start moving. I look over at the clock and see it was almost 11. Great.

I move slightly and Harry groans in his sleep, his hold on me tightening. I put my hands on his sides and try to move him slightly, but it was hopeless. I was much smaller than Harry, and he could crush me. I just couldn't move him. I keep moving in his arms and eventually he loosens his hold on me just enough where I can slip out. I get out of the bed and let out a sigh, looking back over at Harry who rolled over and grabbed a pillow, hugging it to his chest. His eyebrows were furrowed and he had a frown on his face. I knew he wasn't happy about me leaving his side, but he'd get over it. And it was so cute when he pouted, even in his sleep.

I get in the shower and change my clothes before heading downstairs. I grab some stuff out of the fridge and start making Harry and I some lunch. I knew he'd be hungry once he woke up, and I wanted to be the best girlfriend I could be. I wanted to take care of my man. And they do say a way to a mans heart is through his stomach. So....

I face the stove, humming quietly as I cooked. I actually really loved to cook, so I was loving it. I start singing, but not very loud. And I start moving my hips to the beat that was in my head.

"Ahh!" I scream lightly when I feel two arms wrap around me from behind. I turn my head and see Harry smirking down at me. "Harry! Don't do that to me!" I say, playfully slapping his chest before going back to cooking.

"Sorry baby" He chuckled in my ear before placing a kiss there. "Why did you leave me alone? I wanted to cuddle" I hear him say. I turn and see him frowning, a pout look on his face.

"Sorry baby, but I wanted to get up and make you some lunch" I smile.

"That's sweet baby, thank you" Harry smiled big, placing a kiss on my cheek. "But I still really want to cuddle" He said in a serious tone and I laugh lightly.

"Later baby" I smirked, continuing with cooking.

"So what were you doing exactly?" Harry asks after a moment.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"When I came out you were singing and dancing" Harry said, and I just knew he had a smirk on his face.

"You were watching me?" I asked, letting out a gasp.

"Yes" Harry smirked, placing a kiss on my shoulder.

"Stalker much?" I laugh lightly.

"I couldn't help myself. I saw the way you were moving those hips of yours and my eyes just got glued" Harry's husky voice said in my ear, making me bite my lip.

"Hmm" I just hum in response.

"Why don't you dance like that again?" Harry's husky voice rings in my ear again.