Teenage Run Away ✘ Harry Styles [2013] ✔

Chapter 32

"Happy Birthday Princess." Harry whispered in my ear, waking me up from my beautiful sleep.

I put my pillow over my face. "What time is it?" I groaned.

"Eleven." He stated. I jumped up and my eyes grew wide.

"Why would you let me sleep this late?" I asked in shock.

"Because, It's your birthday." He said calmly. I sighed in relief that I acctually had an excuse, and layed back down.

"So I'm eight-teen today?" I asked, lifting the pillow from my face.

"Yes you are." He kissed my cheek. "Today is your day. Just me and you." I smiled at him and kissed those perfect lips that I adored so much.

"Yay." I pulled away. "I just have to get dressed and I'll be down stairs, ok?" I smiled. He nodded and kissed my nose. He jumped off the bed, it was then I realized that he was already dressed.

He was wearing his black skinny jeans, and that shirt I love so much that shows his toned stomach. He knows I love it, which makes it even better.

I got out of bed, and skipped my normal routeen of making it up every morning. Today's my birthday, and I'll do what I want.

I went to my closet and pulled out an outfit that I had been obsessed with ever since I got it. I knew Harry loved it too, so I decided to wear it.

I put on my black, supper skinny jeans with my grey short-sleeve shirt. I slipped on my black vest that had small, silver spikes on the shoulders.

After tearing my closet apart, I finally found my black boots that came almost to my knees. I smiled at myself in the mirror, but wasn't pleased enough with myself.

I pulled out the make-up kit that I had bought the second time I ever went shopping with the girls, and began to make magic.

I put a dark, smokey color on my eyes, with a thick layer of mascara. Black eye-liner was around my eyes and I had put some clear gloss on my lips.

I added some skin colored pouder to my cheeks to smooth them up a bit, and put my hair in a side braid.

I then smiled at myself in the mirror and walked out of my room, grabbing my phone.

I've gotten used to this place and now I can finally call it home. Partly because Kathryn told me to, but whatever. Home is home.

Harry still steels money from her though. But not just Harry. Me.

Only when he gives it to me, but I'm ok with it. I've kind of gotten used to it acctually. It's fun.

I walked down the stairs to see Harry at the door, on his phone. No one else was in the room, in fact, I didn't hear anyone in the kitchen either. That's odd..

"Hey-" He stopped mid sentence. He stared at me, jaw dropped as I stood in front of him. "Did you wear that for me?" He smirked.

"Maybe." I looked away from him. He smiled and crashed his lips to mine. I smiled in the kiss.

We both pulled away, and headed outside.

Over the few months we've been here, Kathryn has rewarded us. Harry, acctually. She said she wouldv'e given one to me, but I was a little younge for it, plus I didn't know how to drive it.

She recently gave Harry a motorcycle, and ever since then, we've finally had some time to just let it be us, and only us. I love it.

I especially love him on it.

I make him ride around the fountian sometimes because I find it sexy when he drives a motorcycle. Acctually, I find him sexy all the time.

"So where to?" He asked, putting the helmet over my head. "Want to make that stop you told me about?" He smirked. I bit my lip, nodding. He smiled and patted the top of the helmet.