Falling In Love With My Bully (Harry Styles FF)

Chapter 9

|Payton's POV|

I woke up from the sun shining into my eyes, and the sound of Harry snoring next to me. What happened last night? I know me and Harry are together. But, I love it. I believe him, and trust him. He was really sorry.

After a few minutes of thinking, I got up carefully, and walked into his kitchen. I saw a coffee machine, so I made myself some coffee. I was putting the creamer in, when I felt a pair of arms snake around my body.

"Goodmorning babe." Harry greeting in his sexy morning voice.

"Morning." I smiled, looking up at him, kissing his lips.

"Aren't you hungry?" He asked, walking over to the fridge.

"Not really." I replied honestly.

"Babe, you need to eat." Harry said.

"Okay." I smiled.

Harry made pancakes, and I ate them. He is a really good cook!

"I was thinking that, maybe you could come over to my place, and help me unpack?" I asked.

"Sure! Let me go get ready." Harry smiled.

"Just wear what you have on." I smiled.

He was wearing a plain white T-shirt, and comfy pants.

"Okay, lets go!" He said, grabbing his keys.

"Calm down Harry." I giggled.

*10 MINUTES LATER*

We arrived to my new flat. We got out of the car, and walked inside.

"Woah, nice place you got here." Harry, wide-eyed, suprisingly.

"Thanks, yeah, boxes everywhere." I said.

"We'll get the job done." Harry smiled.

"I'll go get some clothes on, and we'll get started." I said.

"Okay."

I ran up to my room, and got on some random clothes. I walked downstairs, and looked at Harry.

"Let's get started!" I yelped.

We started in my kitchen, placing the cabinets, into their spaces. We cleaned the kitchen, and it looked stunning.

"Good work." I said to Harry.

"You too." He complimented.

We went on to the living room, and started to paint. Before we painted, we put a plastic cover on the ground, so paint wouldn't drip on the white carpet. I decided to paint the living room, a dark brown/orange mixed. So, really, a brownish orange. Honestly, it turned out great.

We ate, while waiting for the paint to dry, and when it dried, Harry hung up a few shelves. We took things out of boxes, and places picture frames on the shelves. Next, we put the black, leather sofa's in place. The love seat, infront of the window, the single, under the shelves, and the three seat one, infront of the entrance to the living room.

"We should take a break." I suggested.

"Yeah." Harry agreed.

"So, what should we do?" I asked.

"Do you have cards?" Harry asked.

"Yeah." I replied. "Why?"

"Wanna play Go Fish?" He asked

"That's a baby game Harry." I laughed.

"C'mon? Please?" He pouted.

"Fine." I gave in.