Temptation (Harry Styles)

sweet dreams

Kay's POV:

"Hurry up woman! I want to watch the film!" Harry called from my living room, I laughed at his impatience as I waited for the popcorn to finish.  He had shot-gunned the sofa and said he had to pick the film because he was my 'guest'.  I didn't bother arguing because it was nice seeing him happy after what just happened.  Now everything was normal it kind of felt weird, like any second something is going to pop up and ruin everything.  The microwave dinged and I grabbed the bag before running back into my living room. 

"I'm here chill!"  I say before moving to sit down but he stretches out and gives me a sheepish smirk.  I stand there with my hands on my hips looking at him expectantly.  He just smiles oh so innocently back. 

"Move!" I demand getting angry, it's my sofa why can't I sit on it!?

"Hmm, nope!" He said popping the p, I huffed and looked around the room for an answer.  Then I had a brilliant idea.  I turned and gave him a sweet smile, he looked at me weirdly but it soon turned to shock when I launched myself at him and sat on him.

"Hey! That wa-" I interrupted him by shoving popcorn into his mouth.

"Shhh, I'm trying to watch a film here."  I say gesturing to the screen as I press play.  He groans and I laugh at his expense.  Then he starts wriggling around, making me bounce around annoyingly.  I try slapping at him but it doesn't make him stop.  Finally he flexes his hips sharply and I get thrown on to the floor.  Landing with a loud thud I groan and rub my elbow, they'll be a bruise there tomorrow..

"Shhh, I'm trying to watch a film here." Harry mocks me while sitting up normally on the sofa.  I mutter some incoherent curses before getting up and sitting on the other corner of the sofa.  I turn to see what film we are even watching and nearly choke on my popcorn when the title reads 'The Notebook'

"Well, didn't have you down as the soppy romance type Styles" I tease and his cheeks tint pink before he nudges me and mumbles "Shut up Kay" Then goes back to watching the film. 

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Harry's POV:

I did like this movie but through the whole thing I just couldn't stop staring at her, the way she smiled at the cheesy bits and when her face became so serious as the characters were apart.  She looked over at me a few times but I made sure she didn't catch me staring at her.  She was so beautiful I was drawn to her and the way her face was so animated with emotions.  Like earlier when she had concern etched on her face about my eye and when she was annoyed about having nowhere to sit and then when she victoriously sat on me.  Her smile lit up her face and it was breathtaking. 

I recovered from my day dream to see that Kay had fallen asleep, she was sat with her knees pulled up to her body and her head rested on the back of the sofa.  Her mouth was hanging open and she was starting to softly snore.  I laughed quietly at her before turning off the TV, the film had just finished.  I leaned over her small body and wrapped one arm underneath her knees and the other around her back before gently lifting her from the sofa.  She stirred slightly but soon fell back into a deep sleep. 

I carried her up the stairs and headed to the door that had her name printed on it in swirly writing.  I was expecting a girly room but it was almost the opposite.  It was painted light blue and the ceiling was a bright white, it was littered with clothes and various items like a hair dryer and straighteners, a few teddy bears and hairbrushes.  I laughed silently at how boyishly messy her room was.  She had posters on her walls of bands, some I recognised others not so much.  There was one wall that had nothing but pictures on it.  I walked over to look clearly at them, they weren't bought pictures.  They were memories.  Her friends, family, places she's been.  I was so occupied by the pictures that Kay nearly rolled out my arms.