[ON HOLD] Defensive 'Till The End (Harry Styles, One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 26 - Zayn and John

The bed shifts and Harrys weight is on top of me. He grabs the top of the duvet and pulls it down just enough to see my face. He is right above me.

"Sorry. I probably should have locked the door." He chuckles looking down at me. I only nod and look away. My chin is caught and brought back to look at Harry.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." I spit. The cute little crease appears between his eyebrows and he rolls over next to me. He climbs under the covers and wraps his arms around my tiny, naked waist. His bare chest pushes against my bare back and I melt into him.

"Babe, what's wrong? Was it how we got interupted? Because I can definitly continue. I just thought the moment was killed." I laugh and turn to face him. He's so warm.

"It's stupid so never mind. I was just being dumb." I shake my head into his chest, wrapping one arm around him. I feel him relax.

"It's not stupid if it makes you upset." I smile at how cute he is.

"I think Louis saw me." I cough. Harry takes my face in his hand and smirks.

"Trust me. There is nothing you should be ashamed about Louis seeing." I shake my head telling him he's wrong. I run my hand lightly over my scar and Harry let out a sigh.

"Baby, I'm telling you. This doesn't affect your beauty. Nothing can. You shouldn't be ashamed of your scar. It reminds you of a bad time but it also reminds you how strong you are that you fought past it and moved on." I look into Harrys eyes and hug him. I hug him as tight as I could and sobbed into his chest. I don't know why I was crying exactly, maybe I was just getting rid of the past. I finally found someone who doesn't give me pity for my scar. I'm glad Harry doesn't ask me why I'm crying. He probably realizes that I just need a shoulder to cry on. To let me get it all out. Someone to hold me until I fall asleep in his arms.

Harry rubs circles into back as I hold onto him like I'm about to fall off a cliff and he's the edge.

I feel a light kiss on the top of my head and then being scooted down a little, being covered by the duvet.

"Go to sleep." He whispers in my ear. I nod as the sobbing gradually turns into silent tears and then I fell asleep in Harrys warm grasp to his intoxicating scent.

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I wake up spread across Harry's chest. I look at him through sleepy eyes and a small smile grows on my face. He looks so peacful when he sleeps.

Light snores leave his slightly parted lips  and I scoot up so my face is above his. Slipping my hands into his knotty hair I press my lips softly to his.

Harry twitches and then I feel strong hands wrap around my waist, his lips returning the kiss. I smile and pull away.

"Well good morning beautiful." He chuckles deeply. His voice is layered with sleep and I massage his head a little. His morning voice is sexy.

"Morning to you too." I laugh lightly. Harry looks down a little a smirk growing on his face.

"You know your still naked right?" I look down and what do you know you I was shirtless and pushing my chest up against Harry.

"Oh I uh..." Harry laughs and kisses me again while turning me under him.

"Go get ready and come back over when you're done." He pulls away and climbs off of me climbing out of bed. I climb out and try to find my clothes. I grab my bra and put it on looking for the rest of my clothing. I turn around to see Harry giving me a very naughty look.

I find my under wear and put it on. Deciding to play with Harry a little, when I found my shirt I bent down making sure to poke my butt out in the process of picking it up.