Nothing In Between [One Direction]

Chapter 3:

Harry's POV:

I barely slept last night, i couldnt stop thinking about Lydia and what she had said. That was the first time I have ever heard her say anything like that. I liked it. After pulling off the duvet, i walk over to my boxers and slip them on, tugging at the elastic on the waist band. I open up my door and walk out, looking around to see if anyone was up. No, i always am the first one to get up. Suprisingly. I open up the fridge and pull out a cold carton of orange juice, before unscrewing the lid and taking a sip. "You do realise other people have to drink that...." A soft voice from behind says, placing a small hand on my shoulder. 

"So? It's only touched my lips," I smirk, turning round to see Lydia. My eyes look her up and down, admiring every inch. She quickly take the carton my my hand and brings it to her lips. I couldnt help but feel the lack of air in my chest. Maybe it was the fact the by lifting her arm she also lifted the shirt up, exposing her perfect legs.  "Take a picture Styles it will last longer.." She hisses, slamming the juice down on the counter.  Obviously pissed off about me stairing at her. She tiptoes her way over to the couch and sits down, looking back at me. 

"Maybe i dont want a picture," I tease, walking over to her. I stand over her, brushing my hair out of my eyes. "Do you want something?" She smiles, looking away. Yes, you. "Urm no, i think im good." I say, taking a seat next to her. Imediatly pulling her close to me. She looks at me before laying her head on my chest. "What are you watching?" I ask, looking at the confusing flashes from the TV. "MTV, Catfish is on," she sighs, her fingers tracing the outline of my tattoos. I couldnt help but feel a burnig sensation on the skin she touched, it felt like someone had lit a match and trailed it along my skin. I let out a soft winmper as she trailer her fingers down from my butterfly. 

"I know what your doing," I state, looking down at her as she trys to play innocent. her hands placed back into her lap. "What am I doing Harry?" She murmurs, no louder than a whisper. The lock clicks, making both of us turn. "Liam" She shouts, running over to the clearly hung over figure stood in the door way. "Please dont shout," He begs, walking inside with Lydia hanging from his back. "Brothers and Sisters.." I chuckle, amused how close they are to each other. I wish i was that close with gemma, we barely talk anymore.  "What happend last night Li?" I smirk, looking at his state of undress. Buttons fastened wrong, zippers halfway pull up. Sex hair. He looks at Lydia, then back at me. Ignoring my question. He didnt need to tell, we already knew.