Through the Enlightenment (Harry Styles)[Bk.3]

55. Misadventure

Elizabeth's POV

"Hey, baby girl." I smile, crouching down onto the floor, running my hands through Misty's fur. "Did you miss us?"

Misty let's out a bark, placing her hands on my knees as I reach both of my hands up to her head, scratching the back of her ears.

"Hey baby, this is your water bottle right?" Harry asks. I turn, standing up straight as he steps off the step into the living room holding my black water bottle.

"Yeah, why?" I ask.

"What did you have in here?" He asks, curiously, while screwing the lid off.

"I had water. I finished it when we got out of the gym." I frown as he places the opening of the bottle beneath his nose, sniffing it.

"Really? When you did, you didn't smell this?"

"What smell?" I ask, reaching over taking the bottle from him giving it a sniff.

What's wrong with it? It smells fine.

"I don't smell anything." I mutter, shaking my head.

"Hmm." He hums, before shrugging at me, letting out a small chuckle. "Maybe I'm just smelling myself."

"Yeah, you do kind of stink." I tease, scrunching up my nose.

"Oh, really?" Harry smirks, arching a brow. I nod, pressing my lips into a tight line to hide my smile.

"Very much. I think you need to shower."

"Only if you join me."

"Deal." I say placing the bottle down on the coffee table with it's lid before stepping over to Harry, grasping his hand letting him lead us upstairs.

Once Harry stepped into the shower, I began to strip out of my sweaty clothes, leaving them to pool around my feet. I step out of them, as I do I feel a sudden sharp sting on the side of my lower belly. I hiss, pressing my hand against the area, and after a few seconds the pain was gone. Opening the shower door, I push the pain aside and join Harry in the warm water.

As soon as I shut the door, I feel Harry grasp the side of my face turning my head before he presses his lips onto mine. I hum against his lips before he pulls away, fluttering my eyes open.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you." He frowns, his hair wet and sticking against his forehead. I shake my head and stand on my toes reaching up to kiss him once more.

"Okay, you're turn for the water." He says, his hands gently touching my hips, guiding me beneath the shower head, as he turned around stepping out from underneath the water.

I smile and close my eyes letting the water soak into my hair and trail down my skin, relaxing each inch of my body as the seconds ticked on by. I open my eyes and find Harry washing his hair, a bit of the shampoo trailing down his neck to his toned chest.

Reaching over, grabbing the bottle from off the small shelf, I pour a bit of shampoo in my hand before rubbing it into my hair. I close my eyes and begin to wash my scalp.

I hitch in a sharp breath and gasp when my back suddenly pressed against the shower wall, feeling Harry's lips smash onto mine. My insides clench at the sudden assault, but the part of my brain that wants to question it quickly dies away, as my hands glide smoothly up his chest.