Found (Harry Styles) #Wattys2017

Chapter 34

Song:

Is This Love: Bob Marley

Ro's POV

Loud knocks stirred me from my peaceful sleep. It was the simple fact that I had a good night's rest without any nightmares or any other interruptions for that matter was the first indicator that I wasn't alone. Well, that I was with, Harry. Whenever I slept with him, I slept well and without any incidents, whatsoever.

I tried to ignore the knocks, but they only grew louder and more frequent. "Harry," I mumbled, nudging him. "It's for you," I complained in my half sleep state.

"Not my room," he grumbled a little more alert than I had thought he'd be.

"If you love me you'll get it."

"Hm, then I don't love you."

"I'll have sex with you if you open it," I offered insincerely.

He rolled out of bed with a huff. "No you won't," he grumbled, putting his pants back on by the sound of it.

He dragged his feet towards the door, yawning loudly as he opened it. I covered myself up to my head with the blanket, hoping not to be seen.

"You little shit," I heard a deep voice. "Where is she?" I heard Harry answer, but I couldn't make out what he said when the voice called out again. "Dallas!"

I peeled the blanket over my head, my eyes struggling to adjust to the light, but when they did, I was met by a furious Dean giving Harry a mean look and Sam who had his eyebrows raised, still assessing the situation.

"Oh, put some clothes on!" Dean shouted, turning his attention from me back to Harry. "I can't believe you slept with my-"

"Whoa, hold it," I called out before things escalated. "Dean, I still sleep with a stuffed elephant and I have on Ninja Turtle pajamas," I uncovered myself so he could see my childish pajamas and held up Henry Elizabeth up by a leg. "I'm not going to get laid with this. Why do you care anyway? I'm nineteen-"

"Exactly, you're still a kid," he gripped. "And you owe me a hundred bucks, Sammy. I told you she was smarter than that."

I ignored my want to tell them off or ask further questions, or defend Harry for that matter. It was too early and I had no active brain cells at the moment. "Why are you guys here so early anyway, I thought you weren't going to be here till later in the evening?"

"Yeah, well our case resolved quicker than we thought," Sam spoke, letting himself in further.

"Why are you even in here?" Dean asked, Harry. "Don't you have separate rooms?"

"Dean, drop it," Sam scolded.

"Yeah, Dean," I echoed, crossing my arms over my chest with the blanket.

Harry finished zipping and buttoning his pants and redoing his belt before putting his shirt back on, which made it hard for me to concentrate on anything else. That is, until Dean cleared his throat to catch my attention.

After everyone was settled, Harry went over the plan Aiden and Louis had set up, which both men tore apart rather quickly. It was a great plan, but it didn't take account for a lot of things that only Dean and Sam had information about, which they weren't sharing. The three of them called Ethan and informed him and the others of the new plan, which didn't go over as well as expected.

A few minutes after that, Niall showed up to join the festivities. Since the new plan put me in more danger than they had anticipated, he needed to be present sooner rather than later.