My Cliche Romance with...MY ENGAGED BEST FRIEND? - Harry Styles

Chapter Thirteen

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HARRY POV.

I woke up the next morning spooning Katie. I checked the clock, it was just after half past eight. I pulled her closer to me and she snuggled up to me, muttering away to herself. She always did that, talked in her sleep. She was so beautiful, with her makeup smudged and her hair tied back. She was wearing my shirt, she looked good in my clothes. I heard the front door close.

"Hey Katie, I-holy shit!"

It was PJ, closely followed by Louis. Louis had his mouth hanging open. I gulped. PJ's eyes flickered between me and Katie. I opened my mouth to explain but no words came out. Katie stirred under my hold.

"Morning babe," she said sleepily before opening her eyes. Her mouth formed an "O" shape and she dived under the covers to hide.

"Care to explain, Haz?" PJ asked sternly.

"Um, well I, um. I can't really." I stammered.

"Thought so." Louis chirped. I blushed furiously.

"How long has this been going on for?!" PJ asked.

"A few months..." Katie mumbled from under the duvet. I pulled it off her, revealing her curled up in a ball. PJ gave me a disapproving look.

"Where you with him when that happened with Lewis?" PJ asked Katie.

"Not exactly.." she said, hiding her face in her hands. Who's Lewis? And what does he have to do with Katie?!

"Harry, mate. I would be happy for you, but you're getting married in two weeks." Lou said.

"I know," I mumbled sadly, " I don't like Veronica. But I have to marry her." Louis leaned over and slapped me lightly on the cheek.

"Does anyone else know?" PJ asked, placing a hand on her stomach.

"Um, Liam and Emma." I said nervously. Louis raised his eyes in surprise.

"Well, I came here to collect Liam's clothes and Louis came to get Emma's jacket so we'll go get them..." PJ trailed off. As soon as they left, I looked at Katie. She giggled. Soon we were both in fits of laughter. I pushed her down on the bed and kissed her. She kissed me back, playig with my curls. I loved it when she did that.

I got out of her bed and checked my phone. Shit. Fourteen missed calls from Veronica last night. I winced before calling her.

"Harry! Where were you?! I've got my dress but where were you last night? And who with?!" I sighed.

"I was with Louis and Emma and the gang." I lied. I was hardly going to tell her what I'd really been upto last night.

"You could have at least told me!" she shrieked.

"Veronica. Seriously stop. You don't have to check up on me every ten minutes. I'm twenty five. I don't need this, okay? We're meant to be getting married in two weeks."

"I know we are! Okay, bye!" she snapped.

I looked up from my phone to see Katie standing with a bowl of cereal, munching away and grinning. She passed me a cup of tea. My kind of girl.

"Do you want breakfast?" she asked casually, "I have muffins."

"Sure, I like muffins." I replied cheekily.

I sneaked up behind her and wrapped my arms round her waist.

"Especially yours..." I muttered in her ear. Katie's breathin hitched up and she dropped the butter knife. I knew what she was thinking, I knew what she wanted. I began kissing her beck slowly, nibbling it slightly and licking it. She moaned loudly.

"Harry... Why are you doing this to me?" she whimpered. I crashed my lips to hers and started fiddling with the hem of her borrowed shirt. She pushed me down on the sofa and licked my lip roughly. Now it was my turn to moan. I'll never know how I got so lucky.

*one hour later*

"Babe, you need to go..." she whispered, getting off the sofa and putting her underwear back on. I groaned. I have dinner with Veronica's parents later.

"This has been fun." she said, sitting on my knee. I winked at her.

"Yes, my favourite bit was the part when you screamed my name." I kissed her cheek. She gulped loudly. If we had time I would have tried it on again but I really need to get going.

"I'll text you later." I said, kissing her quickly before leaving her house. Turning on the radio, our first single, What Makes You Beautiful came on. I smiled thinking of her. Then I frowned, this was the song that broke us up in the first place. All because of Madison. Stupid slutty whore. I didn't kiss her, she kissed me. Maybe, I'd she hadn't done that, me and Katie would be properly together, maybe even married, with kids. AHH it's so confusing.

But I know one thing. I'm falling in love with Katie.