I am not the girl Harry Styles wants, but that girl is dead, and I'm her sister. So he took me.
My brother is basically the guy he hates. My brother and I are huge fans of each other. I'm a dancer. My sister is a singer. He loves Maggie, my sister...
(Top is what Peyton looks like. She's actually Niykee Heaton. Look her up. She is a beautiful young women. But she throws her body into pictures. It's sad.)
I wake up still in the car. I'm still leaning against Harry and I sit up and wipe my face. I wipe my face with my sleeve. Harry moves my hair to the other side of my neck and I tiredly smile at him.
We stop in the garage and I climb out, the inside of my cast itches but I ignore it. I climb the garage stairs.
"C'mon, I'll show you where to take a shower." Harry says grabbing my hand, tingles erupt where he touches.
He shows me the bathroom. He shows me how to turn on the water and which towel to use.
"When your done, just wrap yourself in the towel and come downstairs, I'll be in the laundry room washing your clothes." Harry says.
"Okay." I say. He nods and walks out, closing the door behind him.
I take a shower and do as he says. I go into the laundry room, I just followed the sound of the dryer.
"Hey, any underware or bra dry?" I ask. He nods and tosses me the matching grey PINK ones. I slip them on u Der neath the towel then throw the towel in some empty basket before walking away.
I walk past the TV where the boys are watching it, were watching it, then their gaze follows me. I roll my eyes.
"You guys act like you've never seen a girl in underware." I say frowning. I open the fridge and grab orange juice. I drink out of the container.
"I found tequila in the bathroom, so now my head hurts." I say still drinking the orange juice.
"We've got a drunk girl over here." Liam yells scooting closer to me.
"No! I'm not drunk! I'm pretty damn close but nope." I say. I put 2 french braids in my hair.
"Your body is awesome." Liam says.
"Harry! Any clothes ready?!" I yell running out of the room. Harry tosses me:
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I don't remember trying it on, but I put it on anyways. My boobs and butt look bigger in this. I put on the shoes. Then I just stand next to him.
"Soo, how's life?" I ask hoping up on the dryer. I spread my legs so he could stand in-between them.
"Awesome." He says winking at me. I laugh and cover my mouth. He uncovers my mouth and stares into my eyes. I stare right back. His green eyes lured me in, making both of us lean forward.
His lips brushed mine and my breathing got heavier. I closed my eyes waiting. His lips smashed against mine. His tongue swiped my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I denied. He squeezed my boobs, making me let out a quiet moan.
His tongue slipped inside and I let him explore.
We pulled away when we ran out of oxygen. He smiles at me and I smile at him.
"Your still a good kisser." He whispers.
"You weren't too bad either." I say. He smiles and kisses me again. I kiss back immediately.
"Let's not tell anybody, just yet." He whispers. I kick my lips and nod. "You can stay in my room, if you want." He whispers.
"Back up." I whisper before slipping off of the dryer.
"Have you ever had someone koala hug you?" I ask before Niall walks in.
"Nope." Harry says.
"I'll show you what it looks like on Niall." I say. Niall raises an eyebrow. "Let's go to the kitchen." I say. We go into the kitchen.
"What are you guys doing?" Louis asks.
"I'm giving Niall a koala hug." I say standing on the counter. He faces me and I latch myself to him. His hands hold my bum do I don't fall. "This is a koala hug." I say winking at Harry when no one was looking.
