No Foundations

Do you want me to stop? - Chapter 20

Remington's POV

Harry got back to bed in 12 minutes. He literally came running down the hallway and super manned onto the bed. He breathed heavily and I laughed at him.

"Alright, where's my prize?" He asked, his eyes closed as he laid on the bed, trying to catch his breath.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, that was 12 minutes. You lose." I smirked at him. His eyes popped open and his face twisted into a look of disappointment and disbelief. He had changed into sweatpants, got a blanket, the movie I wanted, and an assortment of candy and un-popped popcorn in all that small amount of time. It was rather impressive frankly. That and a mixture of his sad face were too adorable for me to resist. "Awhhh," I exclaimed, "I guess I can come up with a gold star or something, maybe a lollipop, just because you tried." I wink at him and he closes his eyes again.

"I tried so hard." He whined and I smile at him biting my lip. I couldn't resist pouncing on him. He let out an, 'umf' I guess because he wasn't expecting me to jump on him. His eyes flew open and I was straddling him with my face just inches from his. "Hello." He purred.

"Pinned ya." I said, feeling very Lion King-esque. He gave me a confused look and then flipped me over so he was on top of me. I managed to get away and jumped on top of his back. "Pinned ya again." I said into his ear, kissing it. He laughed at me.

"I should have seen that coming." He mumbled into the pillow. I started to massage his back, mostly because he was shirtless, and I couldn't help myself. Sasha was right. I have Harry Styles in my bed right now. Why shouldn't I have a little fun? Then I realized how whore-ish I sounded and I got off of him. Reaching over to the boxes of candy on the floor. He brought Woppers, my favorite! I opened the box and popped one in my mouth. He was still on his back looking at me.

"That's it?" He said and I smiled at him seductively, popping another Wopper in my mouth.

"For now." I teased. He tackled me down and sat on top of me like I was originally, I laughed at his weirdness. He leaned down for a kiss and I put a Wopper in his mouth instead. He looked at me disappointed. "You're squishing me." I say, throwing my hands behind my head, expecting him to get off. Instead he held my hands down and started kissing me, everywhere.

"I like where I am now." He breathes in between kisses. His hands moved from pinning my arms down and to tracing my curves. I shove him off.

"Harry!" He stops and kisses me on last time on the lips before getting off of me onto his side of the bed.

"I couldn't help myself! You quoted The Lion King!" He joked and I glared at him.

"Are you teasing me?" I ask, eating more Woppers.

"Who? Me? Nooo!" He says sarcastically. I put the Woppers box back on the floor and lunge at him again.

"Take it back." I say, realizing I have the worst timing. Harry threw his hands to my waist, holding me in place, just as Zayn and Louis walk in the room.

"WOAH HO HO!" Louis says, "I guess we should have knocked first!" My head snaps around to look at them and then goes beat red. I try to get off but Harry's grip is too strong so I'm just kind of sitting on top of him going up and down. Doesn't look so good. Zayn and Louis almost fall over laughing and the smile on Harry's face is so cheeky I want to die. Instead I do the only thing I can. I grab the covers and throw them over my head, collapse onto Harry's chest, and hide.

"Please excuse me while I find a way to suffocate myself under here." I mumble. Harry laughs and finally lets go of me. I slowly move off of him onto my side of the bed but do not come out from under the blanket. Harry grabs it and yanks it off me. I hide my face in the pillow. Why, why is this happening? Louis and Zayn are still laughing but somehow manage to pull it together.