FWB

5.

I woke up with an unfamiliarity feeling. Why do I feel naked? Slowly, I opened my eyes and saw Harry sleeping in front of me. His arms wrapped around my waist. Oh, shoot. Now I remember. We just had sex. I should tell Kiera right away.

I slowly slipped myself away from him and stared at the ceiling. This is it. I accepted his proposal. I should always be ready. It’s not like I didn’t like what happened between us last night. I actually loved it and to think I had my first time with no other than Harry Styles.

I turned to look at him to study his face. He looked so cute and handsome. I giggled a little too loud and woke him up.

“Oh.” He grumbles as he sees me, staring at him. “Good Morning.” He mumbles. His morning voice was so deep and sexy that I blushed a little. A little!

“Morning.” I smiled and stood up. I pulled the blanket off him and wrapped it around my naked body.

“Hey!” he grumbles! He was naked too and I could see his erection, uncovered. “What’s wrong with you?”

“I can’t find my lingerie!” I protested. “And I’m starving. I gotta eat, Haz.”

He smiled a little. “Should have known.” He looks at me with his eyes full of excite. God. And to think he just woke up.

“Should have known what?” I asked.

He stood up, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around his waist. “That you insist wearing your lingerie. And as a dominant, I don’t want other people to see you wearing that.”

“Harry, what did you do with my lingerie!?” I asked, angrily. Damn it.

“I threw it out.” He shrugs.

“You WHAT? Harry! My best friend bought it for me!”

“Your best friend?” he asks.

I nodded, angrily.

“Is she hot?” he asks.

“Harry! Seriously! What am I gonna wear?” I slumped down on the floor and grabbed my undergarments, clutching onto it. Don’t tell me he’ll only let me wear this.

Suddenly a gray hoodie slapped my face and landed on my thigh. “Wear that.” Harry commands.

I stared at it. “Hoodie? You’re making me wear your hoodie? JUST a hoodie?”

He shrugged. “Well, it’s more appropriate than your lingerie. And by the way, your luggage is at Lou’s room. So what other thing can you wear?”

“But- But- People will see me...” I started.

“Don’t worry! It’ll be just us!”

“Fine.” I stood up and went to the bathroom.

“I don’t get why you have to dress up in there! It’s not like I haven’t seen you naked!” he called.

I ignored him and slipped on my underwear and hooked my bra. I can’t believe this is really happening. Here I am, wearing Harry Styles hoodie. I stared at it for a few more minutes before I slipped it on. It was five inches above my knees and my legs look surprisingly longer. I went out of the bathroom.

Harry was putting on his jeans and tugging on his white shirt. Holy shit. Why is he is so fucking hot? His hair was all messed up and he didn’t even bother fixing it.

I noticed my hair was a mess too. It was so messy that I obviously just had sex. I quickly ran back to bathroom, brushed my hair a few times and tied in a bun.

“Time to go.” He said, knocking on the door and opening it wider.

“Sure.” I answered. I followed after him and he locked the door, twirling with his keys. We walked toward the elevator and we waited as it went down and down with awkward silence. I heard a ping and the elevator opens, revealing a big white hall full of food. And he was right. It was just us. Until I heard laughing noises in my left and saw Niall, Liam, Zayn and Louis, coming out of the other elevator. And obviously, they saw us.