Give Me Love (Harry Styles/Leigh Anne Pinnock story)

Chapter 15

Harry's POV

   Perfect. That's how Leigh looked right now. She was sleeping peacefully with a cute, little snore -and she was naked- while she was nuzzled against my chest. The light from the summer sun was coming into the room shining on Leigh's caramel brown skin making her look like some type of goddess.

   I had been awake for half an hour but I couldn't bring myself to get up or even wake Leigh up. This was a moment I didn't want to end or ruin. She was just too beautiful in her resting state.

   When Leigh Anne started moving I smiled admiringly. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at me. "Morning, beautiful," I said. Leigh Anne smiled and rolled her eyes. "I bet I look like shit," Leigh Anne said making me laugh. I put my arm behind my head and wrapped an arm around Leigh's waist pulling her closer. "Trust me, you look as beautiful as ever." Leigh smirked and rubbed my chest.

   "How do you feel?" I asked the naked girl on me. "Sore," Leigh Anne stated simply. I laughed and rubbed her bare back. "I'm serious, I've never went three times in one night," Leigh Anne told me. "Well there's a first for everything, isn't it?" I asked. Leigh Anne giggled and nodded in agreement.

   "How long have you've been up?" Leigh Anne asked starting to play with my fingers. "About half an hour." "Oh, have you've looked at all those marks on your neck?" Leigh asked me with a smile. "No but I looked at all of yours," I told her. "What!?" Leigh Anne asked suddenly alert.

   I laughed and nodded. "Haz, it's not funny. Sam and Adam are gonna kill me," Leigh Anne said getting off my chest and sitting next to me. She pulled the sheets over her chest and stared at me not amused. "Calm down, love." "I can't calm down, I got all these marks on me neck and today is the Teen Choice Awards." "Good point but it's nothing that some makeup can't hide," I told her. Leigh Anne sighed but nodded.

   She started chuckling making me stare at her confused. "What is it?" I asked with my face scrunched up. "I like how you don't take anything serious or have a worry in the world," Leigh told me making me smile. "That's not true, I take my career, you, and our relationship serious," I told her.

   The blush that flooded Leigh's cheeks were obvious but she tried to hide them. She leant in to kiss my cheek but I moved purposely moved so our lips connected instead. Leigh Anne was taken by surprise but quickly became engrossed in the kiss once I deepened it.

   As Leigh Anne put her hand on my bare chest I moved mines to her thigh, the warmth more than inviting. When I started creeping my hand up Leigh Anne grabbed it and moved away from my lips. I stared at her in confusion and irritation.

   "It's nine, forty-six. I have to go before we end up in a sweaty mess again," Leigh Anne told me. I sighed in irritation and watched as she wrapped herself in a white sheet and stood up. "I already saw you naked, babe. You might as well take that thing off," I told her with a smirk. "No way, Mr. Loverboy. Do you know where my clothes and my bag are hiding?"

    I got out of my bed not caring I was completely nude and went to my bags. I took a pair of jeans out then slipped them on. "They're downstairs, love. You can wear my sweats and one of my shirts while I'll go get your stuff. I'll ask Paul if he can have someone give you a lift back to your hotel," I told her. I got a pair of red sweat pants and a white muscle shirt.

   "Thank you," Leigh Anne said after taking the items. "Don't worry about it. Come down when you're done," I told Leigh Anne. After kissing her forehead I left the room and closed the door.

   I walked across the hall to Paul's room and knocked even though the door was open. "Come on in, lad," Paul said looking up from his phone. "Looks like Leigh Anne did some work on you," Paul said noticing the marks on my neck when I approached him. "You should see my back, she got her claws in their pretty good," I told him with a smirk.