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So Harry took the ends of the towel while i complicatedly tried to take my panties and shorts on, what really wasn't that easy with Harry that close to me.

My heart was beating amount normal and as i somehow managed it to get my pants on, i had no idea how to take on my shirt.

"Harry.. could you. maybe..i mean it's okay" i stumbled.

I felt his warm breath on my neck.

His fingertips touched me on my little back where he held two ends of the towel together.

"You mean i should let go of the towel?" i heard the smirk out of his voice, and as i looked into the mirror again we stared into another. Again.

"No. Just take your seat on the bed again, it's okay" i answered nervously.

"But then i have to let go of it... besides you wanna come along to the bed.." he nearly laughed.

He was right.

I went a step forward to open the closet door, so the mirror wasn't facing us.

"Okay then you'll let go of it and then you will simply turn around and go to the bed" i assigned.

Without a warning he disengaged the towel and took his steps backwards.

After i centered myself i quicky took my shirt and slipped it over my head.

As i turend around Harry layed on the bed his arms crossed behind his head while he looked at me in amusement.

Goose bumps started covering my whole skin.

"You're not wearing a bra" Harry pointed out and his previously smirk appeared again.

"Because i wanted to sleep" embarrassed i looked away and i tried to cover my hard nipples while folding my arms in front.

"So you have new plans now ?"

"What?"

"You said you 'wanted' to sleep" he grinned.

"Haaarry..." He sometimes was so obnoxious.

"Come here, i'm not biting" He tapped onto the left side in bed.

Hesistantly i walked over and layed down.

"Goodnight Harry" i said and turned off the bedsidelamp.

"Bye" he answered.

He was such a weird kid.

I really couldn't find sleep because the thought of Harry Styles laying next to me was irritating.

The room was dark only some limp street lights fell trough the window on my right.

I wondered if Harry already slept but he answered my thoughts as his voice started whispering.

"Will you tell me what is with your mum?"

I blinked.

I wanted to say something that would make him stay silent but actually he knew already quite much so i couldn't care less.

Plus he had also seen more than he should today though.

"She died as i was 15"

As Harry didn't answer i decided to tell him my whole story.

"She took advantage of suicide. My dad has never been the faithfullst man but as my mum was told that she had cancer my dad handled that with messing around with 20 year old younger women. I tried to comfort her the best i could but what can a 15 year old girl do. She had needed dad but he was gone or at least he wasn't there when she would have needed his support.