Styles My Stepbrother (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Sixty-Three: Just Breathe

HANNA'S POV

I awoke from the most peaceful sleep I had had in a long time. My eyes fluttered open to the bright light that was streaming through the many windows and glass doors around the house. I sat up, a little disoriented on why I was on the couch. It all came back to me when the blanket slipped off of my top half, exposing my bare chest.

Harry.

Where was Harry?

Did he leave?

My thoughts were stopped in their tracks when I heard footsteps approaching. I quickly grabbed the blanket and pulled it back to cover myself.

"Oh good! You're awake. I was wondering how long you were going to sleep. I made you breakfast." Harry said, bringing around a tray of food to rest on the coffee table in front of me.

"Something wrong?" He asked, when I didn't do anything.

"No, it's just... I woke up and you were gone and... I thought you had left." I murmured. His face fell and he quickly came to wrap his arm around me.

"I thought we established last night that I am never going to leave you. I can promise you that." He swore. I immediately felt comforted by his words and warm touch against my skin.

"I love you." I told him.

"I love you too. Now eat up. I slaved in the kitchen trying to get these pancakes perfect." He said honestly. I laughed and held the blanket to my chest as I leaned over to grab my plate. I wrapped it around me like a towel and relaxed on the couch while we ate. These were really good pancakes.

"I hope the couch wasn't too uncomfortable to sleep on." I worried.

"Oh, it was fine. I liked having to be so close to you." He winked.

"You should really thank Jack by the way."

Jack! I had completely forgotten about him. Where was he?

"Why?"

"When he was out yesterday, he was out picking me up and dropping me off here. Then he went and slept in a hotel for the night. I payed for that though so don't worry." He assured. I gasped.

"Jack did all that for me?" I asked.

"Yup. He must really love you." Harry mumbled through chewing his last piece of pancake. Oh Harry, if you only knew...

I didn't say anything for the rest of breakfast, pretending I was too absorbed in enjoying the delicious pancakes.

"So what do you want to do today?" He asked me.

"You're staying?" He rolled his eyes and didn't bother answering my question.

"I was thinking maybe we could stay in and just lounge around the beach." He suggested.

"I don't know about you Hanna, but I'm not ready to go back and deal with Hailey today."

"I completely agree. Let me go get dressed and then we can head down to the shore. I'll need some help with sunscreen." I winked before boldly stepping out from under the blanket and walking to the bedroom naked. I got dressed in a bikini and a transparent, blue-tinted cover up and flip flops. As I walked out of the bedroom, Harry's voice could be heard from down the hall.

"Well is she alright?... Zayn, is there really no other way?.... Niall can't sing a song?.... Alright, alright. Put her on."

He was talking to Zayn, but who was he about to talk to?

"Hey love!"

Love?

"What's wrong?..... I see..... Well did you do what I told you to do?...." He turned and saw me lurking in the hallway and smiled.