Past, Present, No Future. (Harry Styles)

22. Wasted

I finally got the energy to get out of the bed bringing the covers with me around my body, Since Harry was taking up the bedroom bathroom I had to use the hallway one. I took one glance in the mirror gasping at my appearance and ran my fingers through my hair combing the tangled mess. I gave up dropping my hands to my thighs. I turned the water on washing the stickiness off. After that I wrapped myself in a towel and walked to the closet, I dressed myself grabbing the brush that sat on the nightstand.

The bedroom bathroom door opened having Harry walk out with my blow dryer and curling brush.

"Do you think you can fix my hair how you did it last time?" he asked.

I smiled nodding, "Sure" I walked up passed him grabbing the tools in his hands and hopping onto the bathroom's counter. "Come closer" I told him.

He walked up bringing his face centimeters from mine.

"Is this close enough?" he muttered looking at my lips with a smirk.

I bit on my bottom lip shaking my head, "I don't think you are"

He looked up at my eyes raising his eyebrow, "What about now?" he took a step closer, our lips nearly touching.

"Still too far" I leaned forward making our lips finally connect. He hummed leaning his hand against the counter and the other on my neck.

"We just went off Vanessa, you really want to make me take you here?"

I giggled shaking my head, I lifted one of my legs taking out the products I had used before squirting the slimey stuff in my hand.

I rubbed his hair making him chuckle, "What?" I asked putting more on my hand.

"It tickled"

I rolled my eyes playfully plugging in the dryer turning it on, "I still don't like the way this feels" he whined.

"Beauty is pain" I told him.

"Then you must be sore from all that pain" he looked to me making me smile, "And because we just fucked"

I rolled my eyes at him continuing to curl and dry, curl and dry.

"Done" I smiled cheekily about to jump down but being stopped by him.

"Thank you" he smirked.

"You're welcome" I told him trying to jump down again.

He trapped me in with both his arms at each of my sides, "I really appreciate it" he told me having me giggle, "I have to go now" he said backing away.

The smile on my face disappeared when he walked out of the room.

"Why do you always do that?" I called jumping to the floor.

"It leaves you wanting more" he called back.

I rolled my eyes meeting him in the living room, "That's just mean" I said sarcastically. He chuckled leaning down to kiss me but I pulled away, "Where are you going? It's sunday"

"I have gym on Sundays"

"You've never done them before"

"Which is why I have to go, I've been missing too much and my trainer is probably pissed off" he took his shirt off turning around to put another one on making me gasp and widen my eyes.

"Are you sure you want to go to the gym?"

"Vanessa I have too"

"Okay, just don't take you're shirt off will you?" I said pecking his cheek and going into the bedroom.