I just got out of the shower, still at Harry's house. I don't want to leave. If this is what it's like to be with him then I want to be with him every second. Obviously that isn't realistic because he's on tour and is a international pop star.
I don't really want to sleep in just a bra and panties so I'll have to borrow a shirt of Harry's.
"Hey Harry do you have a sweater or something I can borrow?" I holler from the bathroom.
He doesn't respond. He must still be outside. I open the door to try and find him. As I step outside the room I find a shirt folded on the floor. Smiling, I put it on. It smells like his cologne, which I love.
"You found the shirt." Harry says as he walks into the kitchen.
"Yeah thanks." I respond.
"Of coarse." He sits down on the couch.
"I'm getting tired. I think I should head back home."
"Actually I was hoping you would go to the last concert in New York with me tomorrow." Harry speaks.
"Oh! I'd love to." I respond a bit caught off guard and sit on his lap.
"What time do we need to leave?"
"7 am."
"So that gives us 5 hours of sleep." I laugh.
"Well we better get to bed then." He picks me up and runs to his bedroom and sets me down on his bed.
"Well I was gonna sleep in the couch but I guess not."
"I get lonely at night. So it would be nice to have someone to cuddle with." He pouts.
"How many girls have slept in this bed?" I ask but regret asking the minute the words leave my mouth.
"What?" He sounds slightly offended.
"I'm sorry that was a really stupid question. It just seems like you would have endless girls waiting to have sex with you." I admit embarrassed.
"Well to answer you question, nobody has slept in this bed except me. And yes I'm sure there are many girls that would die to be with me. However I know what I want and what I deserve." He kisses my cheek.
Harry wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to him so that my back is against his stomach.
"Goodnight darling." He whispers in my ear.
I fall asleep In his arms.
I wake up to the sound of an alarm blaring at 6 in the morning.
I wake up and Harry isn't in bed next to me. I walk into the kitchen and see Harry making pancakes.
"Good morning." He speaks, his voice raspy.
"Good morning." I smile and sit at the counter.
"We have an hour before we leave so why don't you go get ready." He says.
I follow his advice and begin to get ready. I put on a light layer of foundation and put my hair in a messy bun. I wear one of his oversized shirts as a dress and pair it with a chocker and knee high black boots.
When I walk back into the kitchen Harry's jaw literally drops. I blush taken aback by his reaction.
"Who knew someone could pull of my shirts better than me." He giggles.
"You sure you're okay with me wearing this?" I ask.
"Yes you look cute." He smiles.
He grabs my hand as we walk out the door. We stop by my house to grab clothes, then we are on our way to the airport. Once we arrive there are many paparazzi's outside.
"Don't worry too much about them. Just be your usual confident self and you'll be fine." He kisses my lips before we get out.
I grab Harry's hand and don't plan on letting go of it until we get inside.
"Harry how are you and Kendall?" They yell.
"Harry is this your new girl."
The ask Harry so many questions and I just try to smile and focus on getting inside.
Once we get into the airport there are security guards and Harry hugs me in relief.
"Does that happen everyday?" I ask as he embraces me.
"Sadly yes. But it helps when your by my side." He smiles as we walk towards the gate.
"Have you ever been to New York?" Harry asks while we are waiting for the jet to arrive. Yes a private jet.
"Yeah I was there briefly during the revival tour." I answer. He looks at me confused.
"What tour?"
"I opened for Selena Gomez?" I'm a little shocked that he didn't know that already. Had nobody told him, or maybe he truly doesn't know anything about me.
"Oh that's right. Sorry I forgot you opened for her." He admits. I roll my eyes a bit annoyed.
"Did I say something wrong?" He asks.
"No i was just a bit sad you don't know as much about me as I know about you." I say.
"Well I'm trying to get to know you. And I did know you went on tour I just forgot." He rubs my shoulder.
"Okay." I smile and rest my head on his shoulder.
"Don't ever doubt my feelings for you Leah, cause I am truly, madly and deeply falling for you and there's nothing you can do about it." He smirks and kisses my forehead. My head spins from his kind words.
I'm falling for him so hard and there's nothing I can do to stop feeling this way.
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Breaking the Distance // Harry styles
Fanfic"How many nights have you wished someone would stay? Lie awake only hoping they're okay I never counted all of mine If I tried, I know it would feel like infinity" I look up at him on the big screen and I see tears rolling down his cheeks only then...
