Keep Me Warm [Harry Styles Fanfic]

Chapter 11: Dance with me

"What would you like?" Harry says staring up at me.

How do I explain to him that I came to this party with no intention of drinking?

"Anna, what do you want?" I noticed that he says my name when I don't usually reply the first time.

"Orange juice please"

"Thats not here, what alcohol do you want?" He says, picking up a few bottles and reading the labels.

"Oh urm, what do you think?" I know I must sound stupid, not knowing what alcohol I like...

"You've never drunk have you?" He stood up, looking at me intrigued.

"I drink everyday, you kind of need to drink to live Harry" I say acting confused.

"Here, try this" he poured something into his glass and handed it to me smiling.

"But what if I end up getting all emotional, or worse...what if I am a hyper drunk?" I ask raising an eyebrow, passing looks between the drink in my hand and Harry's eyes.

"You'll be fine" he reassures me.

"But Harry-"

"How about I drink orange juice tonight and you can try any of this you want and you'll be fine because I'll stay sober?" He was really wanting me to drink wasn't he?

"Okay..." I looked down at the bronzed drink in my hand and lifted it up to my lips, just before letting the liquid into me I smile quickly at Harry.

"How was it?"

"Interesting" I coughed.

If the numbers get too much, you can just take a run tomorrow

I thought to myself.

***

I woke up with a headache and the sound of someone beautifully humming along to the radio and the smell of potato cakes& mushrooms cooking.

I opened my eyes to the light flooding through Lacey's living room windows-

"Oh god" I mumbled to myself.

What happened last night?

"You're awake! Everyone went out for breakfast but I thought I'd stay and make you something nice to wake up to" Harry walked in with a tray of food almost perfectly in time to me sliding to sit up, still warm in the covers.

"Morning beautiful" I said smiling, waking up to his green eyes was amazing.

"Yeah, morning beautiful" as he slowly let those words leave he leant over and gave me a kiss on the forehead but i caught his lips quickly as he stood back up.

"What happened last night?" I ask raising an eyebrow.

"I thought you wouldn't remember much" he giggled.

"Harry..."

"You got very very drunk and we kissed a little bit and hugged a little bit and people asked us if we were dating and you were very proud of the future you'd planned for us and you hit someone for looking at me...I never thought you'd be the jealous type Anna" He was smiling over me, jokingly underestimating me.

"I guess that was the drink"

"...and we danced" he ended.

"We danced?"

"Sure we did"

"I've never danced with anyone" I confessed, disappointed I couldn't remember.

Harry placed my tray on a side table and took my hands, his hands were warm even though the house was quite cold. He guided me to my feet and placed one arm around my lower back as he fiddled with his phone and placed an ear phone into my ear, and the other into his.

"We danced to your favourite song apparently..." He said putting the phone back into his jean pocket keeping the ear phones in our ears and bringing my head into his neck.

"No one knows my favourite song" I said, I'd never told anyone my favourite song, that was just for me to know. So when the tune started I aloud myself to take my head from his warm body and look into his eyes with shock but he ignored my reaction and brought me back into him, pulling me tighter.

We swayed along to the words

"Lay down your head

You're not alone

Anywhere you go, I follow

We are the children of the sun

That's all you need to know"

Harry was singing gently along into my hair. His voice was so rusty and angelic.

"Anna you can sing" he announced pushing my hair away from my face with the tips of his warm fingers.

"What do you mean?"

Harry sang quietly, I joined in harmony confused of his point.

We sounded good as the song changed to Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran.

Really good.

He held me tight in his arms allowing me to let a few tear drops land on his bare shoulder. He was wearing another black t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up over his biceps. I was wearing a dark green vest top and some tartan pyjama bottoms which went down to my feet. He was in his boxers...I definitely didn't mind.

"Harry, how did I get out of my dress?"

"You changed yourself, Anna trust me" he laughed, glancing over me.

"I do"

"You what?"

"I trust you." I said bluntly being a lot more serious about those words then they would be usually in this conversation.

I trusted him.

"Thats good then isn't it" he kissed my lips and i tangled my fingers into his hair. "You gonna eat?"

"Yep, I am." I went to sit down back in the covers sprawled across the sofa but Harry pulled me once more into him

"Thank you" he whispered, the green in his eyes darkening.

"Thank you"