*CIEARA'S P.O.V.*
I could feel the light hit my face.
My face twitched under the bright beam, that peaked its self through the curtains.
I twisted my body underneath a strong but loose grip.
I managed to open one eye.
I extended my hand from underneath my head and searched for my phone.
Nothing.
"You got to be kidding me." I mumbled out.
Harry's grip tightened immediately to the sound of my voice.
I closed my eye's and decided to go back to sleep.
Five more minutes...
I told myself.
BEEP BEEP!
"Hmmmm....huh?"
Harry was beginning to wake up.
He let go of waist. I could feel him rise up extending his legs.
He threw a pillow at me.
"Aaghh.... what?"
There was no way that was five minutes.
"Wake up sleepy head."
I took the pillow that was so rudely thrown at me, and put it over my head.
"No... I don't wanna."
"Well, you have too." His voice was cracking.
I tossed the pillow off from me, and rose up.
"Fine, fine, fine."
I tossed a look into his direction, and pouted.
"Don't be a baby. Now c'mon lets take a shower, and get dressed. We have less than 2 hours to get to the airport."
I almost forgot.
I rolled out of bed and took his shirt off over my head and threw it to the floor in the process of making my way to the shower.
"This is too early for me Haz."
I heard a chuckle trail behind me.
"C'mon its 10:43."
I stopped in my tracks and turned around to face him.
"What are you doing?"
His perfect eyebrows knitted together.
"I'm going to take a shower."
"But I'm going to take a shower." It almost came out as a question.
"I know, That's where I'm headed to as well."
He playfully pushed passed me.
I placed my hand on his chest, and pushed him.
"Oh ha ha ohhhh no your not."
He picked me up over his shoulders and carried me to the bathroom.
"Oh yes I am."
"Harry let me go!"
I wiggled to be let loose.
"Nope. No way."
We enetered the bathroom and Harry closed the door.
"Harold Edward Styles!"
He stooped in his tracks, and set me down.
"Fine, fine, fine. Your sat down."
I slapped him playfully in the arms, and pouted.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
He rubbed his nipples.
"Oh please, I didn't even hit you there you big faker."
He crossed his arms and frowned.
"But it still hurted."
I gave him a hug.
"Aw I'm sorry."
"If your sorry then let's take a shower then."
I released from him and shook my head.
"Uhm no."
He raised an eyebrow.
"Aw c'mon!"
I crossed my arms.
"If I do take a shower with you, no showering would get done, and you know that."
He pouted this time.
"Your right."
"I know I am. Plus all my clean clothes are at my place. Which we still have to get too."
"Right right. Lettme hurry."
He gave me a quick peck and stripped out of his boxers
"Oh my god Harry! You could of least warned me!"
"Haahaha oh come on! You know you like it!"
His cheeks were exposed. And not the ones on his face either.
I looked at Harry's butt, surprised that he even had something back there because his skinny jeans makes him look like he has nothing back there.
Huh? No tattoos back there? I'm surprised.
Harry turned on the water and climbed into the shower.
I rushed out the door back into the bedroom and looked for Harry's shirt.
I threw it on, and hovered over the bed in search for my phone.
It was nowhere.
I walked around the house in search for it.
I made my way to the kitchen and found it.
On the charger on the counter.
I smiled, knowing that Harry did this.
I walked over to the sink and grabbed a cup and made my way over to the fridge and got me some ice water from the nozzles outside of the refrigerator.
I took a giant swig of the water in one gulp it was gone.
I went to grab my phone off the charger and looked at the time.
It read 11:13.
"Babe?"
"Here I come!"
I walked to the bedroom.
I stood in the doorway. I leaned against the frame of the door.
"Yes?"
"Are you ready?"
"Yea, just lettme slid on some shoes."
"Here grab my house slippers."
He indicated to them.
They layed in the corner.
I slid them on.
"Ready." I turned around and smiled.
"C'mon love bug."
We laced hands and went to the car in no hurry.
YOU ARE READING
Don't Let Me Go.
FanfictionCouple Harry and Cieara are very playful. Thing's are getting quite serious once Harry invites his love of his life to meet his mum but will the fame and hate tear them apart?