-4 days later-
Harry’s POV
My eyes slightly open by cause of some wet lips, under my neck near my collarbone. “Dans” I say, hugging her closer to me. “Wake up you lazy ass.” She says giggling into my neck. “No” I say childishly “What you say?” she asks, managing to sit up while her elbow is supported on my belly. “I said I don’t wanna wake up” I repeat childishly. “Oh… you don’t wanna wake up” she says spreading both of her legs on either side of my torso. “Baby harold doesn’t wanna wake up” she says childishly settling into my crotch. “baby Harold doesn’t wuna waake uup.. baby Harold- “ and she continues imitating my voice, while singing the sentence all over again. I laugh until she starts rocking her hips on top of my ‘place where the sun doesn’t reach’. Grinding onto it, now I’m more than awake. “Ohh fuck..” I sigh. “Now I’m-“ she shush me with her finger. “Now you’re awake, go take a bath, I need to take this shit off my hand.” She says as I nod. “I love you” she finally says as I stand up of her bed. “I love you” I say back while kissing her forehead.
Dani’s POV
As he returns back to the room with only a towel wrapped around his waist I giggle of the way he walks. “Do you have a problem? I’m America’s next top model, alright?” I laugh as he looks at me trying not to laugh. “Yeah I definitely see, umm you as.. it?” he nods. “Definitely, back to serious did you washed my clothes?” I nod standing up from my bed. “I’ll look for them, hold up.” I say rushing through the hall, and down the stairs. “Are they out yet?” I ask Nadya as I enter the kitchen. “yup, catch” she said throwing me the black t-shirt along with the black jeans and some underwear. “Thank you” I smile at her rushing upstairs as I did before. “Here” I say handing him the clothes. “They’re clean” he says “No shit!” I pretend to be surprised. “Ha ha ha, not funny.” He jokes back. “Could you change, you have a photo shoot in few.” His green eyes open wide “I do??” he asks while desperately “I forgot you’re actually famous, I was referring to you ‘America’s Next top model’ thingy” I laugh. “Oh alright” he laughs along. “Ready” I ask as he pulls down his t-shirt. “Yeah… Um wait it that?” he says as he looks closer at my face. “What? Harry? What-“ his thumb and index finger holds my chin still exanimating me face. He smirks, as he picks my lips and kisses me as I smile through the kiss. “Fuck you” I breath out. “Oh if I just could.” He says smiling walking past me, as I stand in shame. Oh this boy.
Harry’s POV
As we got to the doctor Dani talks about how she has always wanted to know how it feels to break a bone, or something like that. Also how bad it is. “I always wanted to break a bone but not like that” she laughs. “Yeah.. We are here” I smile at her as she sigh. We walk through stairs and doors, and doors, and “Ugh where is it?” I ask she tired to find the office. “Do I look like I know?” she asks getting closer to a lady who is sitting down in an old desk. “Hey, I was wondering if you could-“ she says “Name?” the lady asks. “Daniella-“ wow this lady is rude. “That door” she points with her pen. “Thanks.” she simply says. “Ohh.. that’s cold.” I say walking besides her. “Ha ha ha.”
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Daniella’s POV
“Finally!” I scream. “Look! I can move my hand..” I laugh showing Harry how I move my hand. “Chill gurl.” He says. “Was that an American accent?” I half laugh. “Maybe…” we both laugh, looking into each others eyes. “Are you hungry?” he asks as he starts the car. “Yeah. We could go to.. I don’t know” I say, if we go home no one will cook, or even try to feed themselves. “I think we could go to my place. I’ll cook for you, I mean us..” he says. “Really?” I laugh “Yeah. I’ll be eating of that same food you will, so it won’t be poisoned or anything.” He says as my mouth dramatically opens. “What do you mean. You wanted to poison me? I don’t think I can trust on you anymore sir” I say attempting an English accent. “Okay, that wasn’t good at all..” I smile. “Yeah it was” he places his hand in my thigh. I look at his hand then back to his face. Well okay.. “But not better than my American accent.” He brags. “Sure” I say sarcastically. “Hey. Admit it I’m a professional on this.” I raise an eyebrow “This?” I ask “Yeah .. imitating accents.. you know” he says trying not to laugh. “Omg.” I say resting my head onto the window. We both burst into laugh at the same time. I will get an attack of the many times I laugh with this boy. “I love your laugh” he says breaking the silence. “I love yours” I reply holding his hand. Making him smile because of it.
A/N: SOooo sorry for not updating recently. I will update more promise. Btw in the next chapter you'll find out about this 'Tyler' well i'll write an A/N of it because it isn't really a spoiler. Well happy Feb and hope January treated u well. Lol see yaa. comment? vote? xoxo
