How would you feel? (Harry Styles) || COMPLETED

10. Sweet Talk

November 16th 2014, London

I woke up, turned around and saw the most peaceful Harry I had seen yet. I creepily stared at him because he resembled an angel, his curls were a mess, his mouth was slightly opened but he still managed to look handsome. He looked very relaxed while holding me and I weirdly felt safe in his arms.

Even if I didn't want to move myself and ruin the moment, I stood up, luckily not waking him up. I silently walked to the kitchen, wanting to cook some breakfast for the both of us. I didn't know what he liked so I decided to make some pancakes, some coffee and some tea. While I was cooking I couldn't help but thinking about the night before; I didn't regret my decision, I actually felt really content with myself. I kept reliving everything, for example the moment when he asked if he could stay. For some reason I didn't expect him to sleep at mine but I felt really pleased when he decided to do so.

"Good morning" I heard his voice coming from the hallway, I turned around and almost had a heart attack. I felt my knees go weak. Even if I thought he always looked like a God, shirtless sleepy Harry was definitely my favorite so far.

"Hi" I smiled, "I hope you like pancakes"

"I'm a very severe judge when it comes to pancakes... Are you sure you can handle it?" He grinned

"Didn't I tell you I'm the best cook you've ever met?" I teased

"I think you omitted that part" he smirked, "I might kidnap you if that's the case though" he winked as I placed the plate in front of him and snorted

"Did you just snort at me?" he pretended to be shocked before chuckling, "I must admit you astonish me every time"

"I'm very special" I joked

"I can't argue with that, you're definitely not ordinary"

"Coffee or tea?" I changed the topic, holding back my grin

"I'm more of a coffee person"he said and I passed him the mug. While we were eating we stayed quiet. He wasn't a fast eater contrary to me so I finished my pancakes and he still had to eat half of them. I excused myself and went to have a quick shower since I didn't want to be all stinky in front of him. As I was under the hot water, I couldn't help but wonder if I'd see him again. Realistically I was aware of our lifestyles, so it felt pretty unlikely for us to keep in touch, but deep down in my heart I hoped it hadn't been just a one night stand. I felt really good when I was with him and I didn't know what it was about him, but I knew I could trust him for some reason.

I quickly put some grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt and headed towards the kitchen. I was surprised to find a dressed Harry chatting to Stella comfortably. They were both really outgoing so I knew they'd get along.

"Oh speaking of the devil" Stella winked as Harry turned around, faced me with an amused expression on his face.

"What?" I asked, glaring at Stella since I knew she had embarrassed me somehow

"Your lovely friend told me some amazing things about you" he winked as I now gaped at Stella

"I'm innocent!" she laughed, "I only told him you get a little too excited and obsessed when you discover something you like, that you always lose your things, that you're a pain in the ass and that you're addicted to olives"

"Well, thank you, you're the best friend everyone wants" I ironically said, looked at Harry that couldn't keep holding it back anymore so bursted out laughing. Stella did the same and I gave them the middle finger jokingly. My friend, then, went to work, leaving Harry and I alone.

I pretended to be hurt but he kept looking at me with his amused grin. He walked to me and teasingly hugged me while patting on my back, like he wanted to comfort me. I had to admit he was the best hugger I had ever met. He held me tight and even if I didn't want to, I gently pushed him away smirking. He was caught by surprise and stumbled so it was my turn to laugh.

"You're so mean" he cried

"You deserved it" I managed to say in between laughs

"So... your addiction to olives?" he smirked

"I have no self control when it comes to them, I almost get indigestion every time I buy them" I chuckle

"Good to know" he winked.

I heard the bell ring. Because of what had happened, I had totally forgotten about my promo interviews and, expectedly, Lou hadn't. I didn't know how to behave since Harry was in my kitchen, I obviously let her in and didn't worry about that too much. Surprisingly as soon as Harry saw Lou, he greeted her with a wide smile and a sweet hug. Lou minded her own business and didn't ask why he was there. From the way they talked, I could tell they were close. They, then, explained to me that they had known each other for years, that she used to travel with them throughout their tours and that they were best friends.

After chatting for a while, Lou started doing my make up. Harry decided to stay with us and, then, leave with her. She did a simple makeup, let my natural hair fall on my shoulder and gave me a casual red dress.

"You look stunning" Harry said as Lou had excused herself to go to the bathroom

"Thank you" I grinned

"Will I see you again?" he hopefully ask

"I hope so" he shyly smiled

Lou reappeared and coughed as she saw us a bit too close, Harry chuckled while my cheeks turned red. I heard someone knocking at my door and, as expected, it was Pat. He entered the room, glanced Harry and then looked at me with an interested look. I didn't say anything at all, I just shrugged.

They took their coats, Lou hugged me and opened the door while Harry walked to me, hugged me tight and placed a gentle kiss on my cheek, "I'll see you soon" he said as he walked out the door.

I turned around to face a very impressed Patrick. He didn't say anything for a while, then looked at me and said

"I've got an idea".

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Author's note:

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