Strong | The Back For You Series | A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Kiss Me

I set the dishes up in the cupboard and looked up toward the gate. Still no Madi. It was getting late. Maybe she's out with Eleanor or something. I think Louis would have said something. I pull my phone out and hit Madi's speed dial. "Hey baby. When are you coming home? I miss you. It's getting a little late hun." I say when she answers. 

"I'm on my way right now." She said, she seems nervous. "I have to drive now Harry." 

"Okay, drive careful. I love you." I hang up and continue on the dishes. I throw the towel over my shoulder and wipe my face. She shouldn't be this late. She was just going shopping. I hear the gate creak open and smile. She pulls the car into the garage as I wave. I make my way over to the door and wait. "Hey baby." I kiss her when she walks in. "Something the matter?" I ask and pull her into me. "You look beautiful." I push the hair away from her face. 

"I think I'm going to go shower." She kisses me and turns around. I watch her slowly walk towards the steps and unbutton her shirt. She drops revealing the back of her bra and makes her way up the steps. I follow her slowly and wrap my arms around her, leaving a few kisses on her neck. She was so very beautiful. I couldn't compliment her enough. I pick her up off her feet and she lets out a little soft scream and laughs. I smile into her neck and set her down on the bathroom counter. 

"I got this babe." I turn the tub on to fill up and get my guitar. Niall has ben trying to teach me lately. I only know a few chords to a few easy songs. When I'm back in the room, Madi is laying in the lavender bubble bath with her eyes closed. "Ready baby?" I sit up on the counter and strum a few soft chords. "What do you want me to play?" 

"Kiss Me..." It was her favorite song that I could play at the moment. I smiled down at her and began. "Kiss me, like you wanna be loved..." I began and sang various songs for the next fourty minutes. She stood up and I jumped up, grabbing her towel. I wrapped it around her once she stepped out and she smiled. "You're mine and you're beautiful." I loved the way she felt in my arms. All warm and safe. The water fell and left where we stood. "I'll go get you some clothes love." I kiss her. Instead of going to our room I just walked down the stairs, maybe if I didn't bring her clothes she wouldn't put any on. I smile and head down to the stove. It was dinner time and my night to cook. I just left Madi up there and laughed to myself. Ten minutes later she walked down the steps with her hands on her hips, fully clothes. Dammit. 

"Harry, you didn't bring me PJ's" She said and comes up to sit on the barstool. 

"I didn't? I could have swore..." I say with a sly grin. She shakes her head.

"Harry are you Naked?" She looks over the counter. "You know you're not suppose to cook bacon naked. Harry, you'll burn yourself." 

"I'm not naked. Yet." I say and she shakes her head again. She's always doing that. Maybe if I wouldn't say so many stupid things and stop getting my pick up lines off the internet she'd think I was brighter. "BLT for dinner. Is that alright?" I ask and she nods. "So what did you get when you went shopping today?" She sits quiet for a minute and looks up at me. 

"Nothing really. I couldn't really find anything I liked. I was going to get a hat at the hat shop but then I thought 'Why do I need a hat? I don't even like hats!' So that's why I didn't get a hat. I bought a salted pretzel too. If that counts. But I ate it. I dipped it in some cheese." She smiles. I loved hearing her just tell me about her day. Even if she just sat home and told me about Glee. I'd still like listening to her talk. I like knowing that she's happy and enjoying being here. "Oh! I ordered you something the other day! I'll be right back, it's upstairs." She jumps off the bar stool and runs up the stairs. I reached across the counter to grab the old plates from yesterday. When I pulled my arm back, the plate hit her purse. It fell to the floor and everything spilled out. 

"Shit..." I mumble to myself. "You really need a new purse with working zipped Madi!" I yell up the stairs. "Don't worry. I'll clean it up." I say to myself to the absence of a response upstairs. Everything spewed across the floor. Her slip book. Euros. Her wallet. Tampons. I walked around the counter and picked up her purse. "What the hell." I picked up a little package wrapped in plastic. I know I shouldn't be snooping but she's my girlfriend. I unwrap it and it's a little white box of cigarettes