Loose Change (Harry Styles Fan-Fic) Book 2 (IN EDITING)

Part ten

Hey guys! This update is a little short, but the next update will be longer. Enjoy Xx

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As he pulls away, I can't help but feel a little saddened.

"Why aren't you mad at me?" He asks, staring at me with his puffy, red eyes.

I bite my bottom lip as I sit down at the edge of his bed beside him.

To be honest I don't know. I mean, why am I even giving him my attention? I'm usually not this forgiving, but with him...it's very peculiar.

"I'm not quite sure." I mutter as his eyes begin to fill with curiosity and vulnerability.

"Well, maybe you should just go. Leave. I don't want to be the cause of any more trouble." His husky voice echoes in my ears as he tries to look passed me as if he doesn't want to see my eyes. I don't think he wants that...for me to leave, or maybe I'm just going insane from the lack of sleep.

"I'm not gonna leave. You owe me." I defend.

He raises one eyebrow in confusion.

"I'm alone now. Even though you deny it, you could've done something to change that, meaning you obtain some of the fault. You owe me." I say.

He sighs in defeat and looks down at his hands. He chuckles a little.

"Everyone wants something from me huh. I should've known. What can you possibly want? Money, publicity, jewelry?"

This time I chuckle.

"Really Harry? Even though we haven't known each other that long you know me better than that. I won't settle for any of those things. I want something better."

He shuts his eyes closed in frustration and lowers his head so low that it practically dangles.

"What is it?" He whispers.

"I want you to watch the sunrise with me this morning." I respond earnestly.

I hear his breathing stop for a second. Did his heart stop at my words? Of course it didn't you dummy. But maybe there's a possibility that it did...

"What?" I hear his voice say in the softest tone I've ever heard.

I shake my thoughts and gaze into his eyes that are meeting mine once again.

"You heard me. Watch the sunrise with me." I repeat, my tone a little more stern.

His head slightly turns sideways as he observes my face.

"You really want that?"

I nod my head a little.

"I do. I remember you agreeing with me about how you enjoy the colors that are in the sky during a sunrise... I don't know... do you want to you know...watch it with me?"

I feel my cheeks begin to burn a little at his silence. Dang, I shouldn't have asked. Why would he want that, I me-

"Ya. That would be nice."

I set my gaze on his and I can practically see my own reflection through his eyes. They're so shiny. Is he that happy about it or is it because of his earlier tears? Whatever it is, I can't help but smile as a small grin spreads across his tan face, causing his dimples to pop out.

He glances behind him, setting his sight on the electronic alarm clock on his nightstand.

"It's one thirty-seven right now. We have a few hours to kill. What would you like to do?" He asks with a soft smile on his face.