Until We Meet Again

Chapter 38

I shiver at the new nickname he gave me. I look to him, and he was smiling beside me. The grin on his face was quite annoying honestly.

I turned my body around to face him in a more comfortable way. I took a deep breath before saying, "I love you." Finally, I said it, jeez.

"What?" He says, I'm pretty sure he is pretending to not hear me, which annoyed me even more. "You heard what I said Harry."

"Aww what happened to Haz?" He pouted making me giggle. "But seriously I can't hear what you just said before. Mind repeating it?"

His hands went back to teasing me, trailing under my dress and up to my underwear. "You're getting wet." He says, again with that ssductive yet playful voice. He played with the waistband, twirling it around and around making me not being able to control myself. Without expecting it, his hands squeezed my butt and I shrieked. I jumped to a sitting position while he chuckled at me.

"Woah. You. Alright?" He says in between laughter. I looked to him, "You touched my butt." He kept on chuckling. "What's wrong with that? Please don't tell me it's the first time someone has ever touched it."

"I already told you it was my first time." I say. "Well it's not my fault you have a cute ass." He says. I sat silently before he continues, "Alright, alright, come here." He says, begging for me to lay next to him again. I did as was told and rested my head in the pillows. As I look to him, his eyes were closed. He must be pretty tired. I looked at one of his loose curls and decided to play with it. He might say I have a cute ass but honestly his curls are what I adore. At least it's something less disturbing.

I twirled it around and around and watched it bounce back to its normal position. My hands went to rub his cheek, he looks adorable when he is asleep. Before realising what I'm doing, I went closer to his ear and say, "I love you Hazza."

With that, his eyes opened and brought me closer to him, pulling me by the waist. "That wasn't so hard was it?" He says. "You were pretending to fall asleep just so I could say that." I giggle.

"Weren't you even questioning why I suddenly fell asleep?" He asks raising his eyebrows. I shook my head 'no' and say, "I just thought you were very tired."

He placed his lips to connect with mine again, this time my hands weirdly went to the hem of his shirt, tugging it. He stopped kissing me and looked at me with a smug grin on his face. "Want me to take it off?" He says. I could feel myself blush, but I nodded shyly. "You don't have to if you don't want to...I mean..." I say.

He chuckled at me, "It's alright, it was getting hot here anyways." He sat up, but instead of lifting his shirt, he looked to me. "Hmm...why don't you take it off for me?" He says, again with that smirk.

"Why? Haven't learn how to take it off yourself?" I say in my most sassy voice. No matter how badly I want him to take off his shirt, I wanted to play for a while. "Well...it was your request for me to take it off wasn't it?"

I giggled and sat up beside him. He lifted his arms so I could easily take his shirt off. I did it ever so slowly, just to examine his body longer. He had a lot of tattoos, but I didn't want to ask him about it yet since my brain isn't functioning well right now.

When I finally took his shirt off, he put it aside and went to kiss my cheek, "Thanks mommy." He says in the most childish voice ever, before going back to lay on the bed.

"You're not going to take off your pants too?" I say, again..without thinking. I closed my mouth in shock that those words actually came from my mouth. I grew red as he looked to me with a smirk. He sat back up and faced me. I covered my face, "Oh God, I am so sorry I don't know why I said that." I say full of embarassment.

He removed my hands from my face and I was forced to look at him. "Hey, it's okay. I can't sleep with these jeans anyways." I bit my lip and he stood up from the bed. I straight away covered my eyes, not ready for what is to come.

"Hey come on, you know I still have my boxers on." He says. I removed my hands and waited patiently on the bed.

"Hey mommy, could you please help me take them off?" He says with the childish voice again, showing me a smug grin. I grew bright red and I could already feel the heat in the room.

"No, do it yourself. You should learn how to grow up." I say, playing his mom and child roleplay. "But I don't know how to unbuckle this belt, please help me." He says with a pout. I giggle at him before proceeding to stand up next to him. "Only the belt." I say.

I never really knew how to unbuckle a belt that someone else is using. I only knew how to unbuckle my own, but I'll try. I manage to get it out and walked back to the bed. "There you go." I say, already covering myself with the duvet, ready to sleep. He took his pants off and went back to the bed, wrapping his arms around me, my back facing him.

"Maybe you should take off your dress too." He whispers. "Oh ha ha, Styles." I say, hoping he doesn't see my red face.

"Maybe you need help taking it off too." He whispers again. "Goodnight, Haz." I say, trying ny best to ignore him and just fall asleep.