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Dang She Fine

*Harry's POV*

~Flashback to Party~

I finally apologized to Mac and asked if she could give me a second chance and she said maybe. I decided to not get too down because it was my fault that this was happening. I even comforted her when she began to bawl her eyes so maybe that will help me out. It felt so right to have her in my arms again. The way she just fit perfectly amazed me. After the small cuddle sesh she left me to go change and she left me wanting more of her. I let my thoughts drift to the one time that I saw her change. Damn she's fine. Her body is perfect and toned to perfection. I let my male hormones get to me and shouted at her saying something about how she could change in front of me because I've seen it before. To be honest I would kill to re-live that day besides the whole part where Simon took me back. I missed being able to call her mine and being able to kiss her whenever I wanted. My thoughts were interrupted when she walked out. I felt my mouth drop. She looked amazing. Her long brown hair complemented the red dress and her legs looked beyond amazing in those heels. Of course she didn't even acknowledge my presence and strutted out of the bedroom with a smirk. I knew what she was trying to do. I began to laugh and followed her out of the room and watched her descend down the stairs from the rail. I watched over as if I was Gatsby and Mac was my Daisy. I saw her dance with some of the guys all it did was piss me off, so I went back into Macs room to get my snoop on. I didn't go in depth with a lot of stuff, but I found something particular that caught my eye. She kept a box with a lock on it. I searched and searched for the key and I was nearly dying to know what was inside. After ages of snooping, I finally gave up and sat in her bed and wrapped myself up like an egg roll and buried myself in her mass amount of pillows. I took in a deep breath and smelt the girl I love. I slowly drifted into deep sleep. 

I felt someone begin to pet my head, so I began to stir. I opened up my eyes and saw Mac a little frightened. This was my chance, so I begged her to come and cuddle with me and after she finally agreed, I had the best dream of my life.

*NEXT MORNING*

*Mac's POV*

I woke up to slight snores coming out of Harry's mouth. He was so cute. I smiled and began to try to pry myself from Harry's arms. They were so heavy it's ridiculously heavy, yet very attractive. Mackenzie cut it out, today you play hard to get and act like you don't care. I smiled at my plan, and after 5 minutes of trying to get out of Harry's arms, I finally succeeded. Today was Saturday, which means that it is my night to take care of the house and it is also Pat and Mom's date night. I turned on some music and  hopped into the shower and washed away all the suds and shampoo. I then grabbed my towels off of the rack next to my shower and put them on. I cleaned my face, and brushed my teeth because I could make a plant wither with my morning breath.

I am so happy that my bathroom and closet are connected because it would be super awkward if I had to walk out there. I entered my closet and pondered on what I should wear. I decided on a tribal printed skater skirt, black tights, a white tank, and a black cardigan. I decided to let my hair air dry and left it natural. Sadly I was having a very bad hair day, so I took my maroon neff beanie and plopped it on. I put on some black Doc Martins and went back into my bathroom. I put on a light coat of mascara and put some sheer lip gloss on. I grabbed my favorite perfume Wonderstruck, and headed out the bathroom. I lifted the covers off of Harry's head to check and see if he was awake. He seemed so peaceful, so I decided to cover him back up. As I was grabbing the blanket to put it back over his head, he grabbed me and put me back in the bed. I let out a small shriek and lightly punched his shoulder.

"What was that for?" he said with his morning voice that made me want to melt. 

"For nearly making me piss myself." I said while getting out of the bed. Harry grabbed me by my waist and pulled me back in the bed. 

"I have to go Harry. You should probably go home too. You obviously need sleep." I said while getting out again and grabbing my phone and purse.

All he did was grumble and receded into the covers. Why did I have to get a down comforter. It was so comfy, so I don't blame him for wanting to stay. I placed the things in my hands down on the table and hopped up on my bed. I sat down on top Harry and pulled the covers off of him. 

"Please get up." I purred while getting closer to his face. I could tell he was awake because his eyes were about as big as saucers.

"I'll get up if you give me a kiss." he said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and kissed him on the cheek.

"There c'mon get up. If you're lucky I will make breakfast." I said while getting back up. I heard Harry get up behind me while getting his shoes on. I grabbed my phone and purse and headed out the door. We both made our way downstairs into the kitchen. Thank God my parents were still asleep because my butt would be beaten if they saw a boy come out of my room with me. I opened the fridge and grabbed some strawberries, blueberries, and some yogurt. I grabbed enough to make two and got two small bowls and two cups of orange juice. I began to put the yogurt in the bowls and cut up the strawberries. I sprinkled them in the cup and handed Harry a spoon and his breakfast.

"Why so healthy?" he asked while looking down at his yogurt.

"Because." I simply said eating. We ate in silence with awkward eye contact. I finished up and placed my dishes in the sink as did Harry. 

"I'll drive you home." 

"Thanks love." 

We then hopped in the garage and I pulled out into the winter wonderland. A couple more days until Christmas. I wonder what we're doing this year. I turned into the gates of the One Direction house and pulled up into the front. 

"Will you walk me in?" Harry asked. 

"Um sure." I said while getting out the the car. He waited for me and then put his arm around me as we walked up the steps. It felt good to be in Harry's arms again. He began to walk inside and I turned to go to my car sulking a little bit. I was turned around by a strong grip a pair of lips were planted on mine.