Mr Styles: COMPLETED

Chapter 16

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We had fallen asleep in my cold room, Harry's body was pressed against mine, his long heavy arms sprawled over my body.

I couldn't help but stare at his ethereal beauty, his eyes were fluttered shut, his lips were a rosy plumped pink and his cheeks had a tinge of red which was evident on his smooth pale skin.

I always had so many questions I wanted to ask harry but whenever I was with him they blew out of my mind.

His tattoos for instance. I never really asked him about them, not that I had anything against them, they were beautiful but I wanted to discover if there was a story behind them. Oh and his four nipples, I bite my lips to suppress my smile, harry and his for nipples.

A few of Harry's tattoos were rather peculiar, like the naked mermaid, I didn't quite understand that one or the bible and cross. Was harry a religious man? I doubt so but his religion has to mean something to him if he's got it tattooed.

He slowly started to stir in his sleep and I brush his hair away from his face and kiss the little spots on his forehead.

"Why are you awake" he mumbles and I laugh.

"You sleep too much"

"You sleep just as much as I do" he pouts childishly.

"I guess we are both sloths" I smile and he pulls me into his chest, he lazily smiles at me and fiddles with the pendant on my neck.

"What was this for" I gesture to the necklace and he shrugs.

"You're mine, I know you don't need any object so specify that you're mine but when you wear this I want you to feel like you're holding part of me" he smiles at the necklace fondly. "I want you to feel like I'm there, like I'm always with you and that you'll always be protected"

"Thank you" I blush and take a hold of the cross on his neck.

"Are you a religious man Harry?" I ask and his head falls back as a small laugh leaves his mouth.

"Not quite, but I definitely believe there's something greater up there"

"So you believe in god"

"I think he's watching us now"

"Is he impressed?"

"I think" he starts and look down at me. "I think he won't be so happy with how we've come together and what we've done but I also think he sees that we are pure, well at least our feelings are" he chuckles.

"I'm pure" I state proudly and harry sniggers. "What" I elbow his chest.

"Hmm you are pure, especially when you took my cross in your mouth as I was thrusting into you" he whispers lowly in my ears and I bite my lips in embarrassment. "Not so pure now huh" he teases me and I lightly slap his chest.

"And why all the tattoos?"

"Why all the sudden question"

"You're an interesting being" I hum.

"I barely know you either" he says and I frown.

"How? You know me quite well"

"Just because I know your parents doesn't mean I know you"

"Well fire away with your questions" I laugh.

"Hmm when is your birthday"

"August the 4th"

"What's your favourite book?"

"Jane eyre" I smile.

"Harry if your going to ask me questions like this-"