Loving Mr. Styles (One Direction(Harry) Fanfic).

Chapter 25

As soon as we arrived home Harry ran the bath.

I walked into the bathroom lit up by candles, the bath was full of bubbles bubbling away!

"You're such a romantic Harry." I laughed. I grabbed my towel and lay it on top of the heater.

"I even Bought champagne." Harry said walking towards me bringing our naked bodies closer together. I pulled Harry in towards me as our lips touched, moving softly together. A shiver rippled down my spine.

"You're freezing, you get into the bath and I'll open the champagne." Harry said as I stepped into the warm water.

"You look like a naked waiter." I said laughing as Harry passed me a glass.

"Did I not tell you that was my other profession?"

Once Harry was in the bath we put the jacuzzi part on and water streamed out behind me. I dipped my head under the water and pushed my hair back to get it out of my face. I then moved over to Harry and placed my legs either side of his torso kissing him lightly on the forehead.

I decided I was going to have some fun with the bubbles as I placed them on Harry's head.

And then I made a moustache out of them.

"What on earth are you doing?" Harry laughed. "Am I not good looking enough that you need to cover me in bubbles and give me a moustache and beard?" He teased. He then blew all the bubbles as they broke into tiny pieces floating all over the place.

"I used to make such a mess of the bathroom when I was a kid blowing bubbles and splashing everywhere." I smiled taking a handful of them and blowing them back to Harry.

"You're cute." He whispered kissing me, his wet hair tickling me.

"You're hot." I replied back.

"You're pretty."

"You're sexy"

"I was gonna use that one." Harry said as his hands made their way up to my chest his fingers slowly making trails around my boobs. He bit his lip as his hands took a tighter grasp. I moaned slightly at the pleasure this gave me. He massaged away as his bulge became harder against me.

"So you like feeling me up?" I whispered.

"Maybe." He said then laughed realising what I meant.

Our lips played, occasionally stopping to take a breath and our bodies moved against each other. There were two sides to Harry, a soft, gentle side and then the rough, hard side. I loved both sides equally one to match whatever mood.

"Do you fancy watching a film?" I asked getting out of the bath and wrapping myself in my towel.

"Yeah, what do you fancy watching?" Harry replied.

"Can I persuade you to watch The Conjuring with me?" I begged, Harry wasn't so keen on horrors but I loved them although it only resulted in myself being freaked out all the time.

"If it makes you happy." He sighed, wrapping his towel around his waist, exposing his upper body and the many tattoos. I don't normally like guys with loads of tattoos but there was something about Harry's that I loved, each one has its own special story.

I pulled on my heart patterned joggers, a plain white t shirt all covered and wrapped up with a snuggly dressing gown.

Harry stuck with joggers, nothing else.

I walked through to the kitchen, the tiles cold on my bare feet. I poured a bowl of skittles and then took a seat on the sofa as Harry put the DVD on.

"Here's to a sleepless night!" I cheered as the film started. Harry was trying to act all manly and he managed to pursue the act until thirty minutes to the end when he jumped making the skittles spill all over the floor.

"Harry!" I said pausing the film to pick up the skittles.

"Sorry." He smiled helping me pick them up.

I suddenly burst out laughing really bad, it was just the way his whole body jumped so high and his hands flapped.

"Are you laughing at me?" Harry asked.

"Uh huh. S-sorry." I honestly couldn't stop laughing and it wasn't that funny.

Harry suddenly grabbed me whilst I was bending down picking the sweets up. He threw me back into the sofa and came on top of me and began... Tickling. I was screaming at the top of my lungs but also laughing at the same time.

"H-Ha-Harry. Stop!" I begged as I wriggled about.

"I love how ticklish you are." He said smiling away then pinned my arms back leaning down and kissing me.

"Well if you're not going to let me tickle you I've got an idea." He said walking over to the iPod speakers and played the 'grind on me' song.

"Oh no." I said covering my face.

"Oh yes." He answered back as he suddenly jumped above me grinding against me once again I laughed blushing away.

"I think we should skip the end of this movie and go upstairs." He said pulling me up.

"I knew you couldn't last a whole horror film." I said as I chased Harry up the stairs into our bedroom.