Chapter 10- Fun and Games
When i wake up i am lying on an unfamiliar object, my head shoots up and i see Harry sleeping, I smile thinking of the lyrics he sang last night, i look at the clock and its nine already, i yawn and i hear shuffling beside me
“Morning” Harry chirps in a extremely hot morning voice, rubbing his eyes
“Morning” i smile getting out of bed, he grabs my wrists, letting me fall onto the bed i giggle he hovers over me
“I said morning” he says leaning in, our lips meet and i kiss him back, i smile as we break the kiss
“So, what are we doing today?” i ask excitedly
“I don’t know what about we go to the beach he suggests... I smile and nod excitedly, we both get out of bed and he smirks at me
“What?” i ask giggling
“Just you” he says pulling the blanket over the bed and i blush
“Flattery would get you nowhere Styles” i say throwing a pillow in his face, he looks at me surprised and gives me an evil smirk he starts chasing me around the room and i shriek i run down the stairs, straight to the kitchen and he catches me
“I win” he whispers
“Sure” i say trying to get out of his grip, he holds me tighter
“Belle, remember when i said we should take it slow?” he asks, and with that one sentence my heart drops, i nod and gulp
“Well, I don’t think i can, I think I love you” he says holding me against his chest, a tear rolls down my cheek and we pull apart
“What’s wrong babe?” he asks wiping the tear off my face i smile taking his hand in mine
“I thought you were gonna tell me you don’t love me, or that you didn’t want this, us.” i say in a croaky voice, he holds me again
“Belle, i love you” he says looking into my eyes with love
“I love you Harry” i reply, he leans down and kisses me
“I think we should rather just go see a movie or something” i say as i see raindrops falling against the window
“Why?” He asks me confused, i point to the window and he pouts
“You wanna get dressed?” he asks and i nod, he smiles and walks out of the room i close the door behind him and choose my outfit, a blue skinny jean, a purple jack wills hoodie and a pair of black high tops... I put my hair in a messy bun and apply some concealer with a little bit of mascara, i look at the mirror one last time before opening the door i see Harry leaning against the wall, staring at his phone dressed in a black pair of skinny jeans with a blue checkers button up shirt, with the top two buttons loose, showing off his tattoo’s, his hair perfectly quaffed and he’s wearing brown boots...
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