I don't care what people say
The rush is worth the price I pay
I get so high when you're with me
But crash and crave you when you leave
*Harrys point of view*Laila is coming over tonight, last time she was home , she was completely drunk and a mess, I almost kissed her that day but got interrupted.
I made my living room more cozy, by bringing some more pillows and blanket . I don't know what she like to watch so I picked a couple of movies like bambi and toy story thats what most of the girls like. It started raining like crazy few minutes ago, I hope Laila don't drop the plane .
I was about to call her when I heard bell down stairs , I opened up to find a completely wet Laila in front of me, water was dripping from her hair , her blue top was hugging her body , she was wearing denim shots which changed its color to dark.
"So.... Are you gonna ask me to come in cause its too cold outside ? " Laila asked with a mischievous smile.
"Huh..... sorry, come in " she stepped inside with a polybag I was so busy in admiring her body that I didnt paid attention to it.
" come with me I'll get you some cloths " after she changed into a grey t-shirt and blue shorts we settled down on couch.
" I don't understand how did you got wet, where is your car?"
" I actually used my bike this time "
" wait a minute , you ride bikes !!!! " I was pretty suprised by it.
" yeah, I love bikes , I got a pretty cool collection "
" whats in the bag ? " I asked her pointing towards the polybag.
" Couple of movies that we can watch, I like them kind of "
I reached for the bag to find horror movies in it, come on I never thought that she would like horror movies but who I am kidding she is a mystery writer .
" Seriously , you wanna watch horror, Laila ? "
" What you wanna watch ? " she asked me while getting more comfortable on the floor she pulled blankets and pillows from couch to floor and got settled.
" a disney movie maybe " she made a cute pout and asked me if I was serious , she tapped the floor near her, asking me to sit down, we finally settled to watch lights out, 'A horror movie' of course. As soon as I got settle near her I can smell her aroma , she smelled like strong coffee and a bit of whiskey.
*Lailas point of view *
I should have not been drinking before coming to Harry's place. But I just can't help it sometimes, I just wish Harry have not smelled it of me.
In most of the horror scenes Harry end up screaming, he was holding my arm so tight that its definately gonna leave a mark. After one horror movie we agreed on watching titanic.
The scene when jack and rose made out in car , our hands found their way to each other for a brief minute we looked at each other in the eye, the light coming out of T.V was enough for us to see each other.
And in a fraction of second our lips crashed.
"Harry...... "
" sshhh baby, lets get in the moment " Harry whispered in my ear was enough to send chill through my spine. As soon as he said that I got on his lap, he was sitting with his back supported by the base of couch, my legs were apart and wrapped around his waist. Our kiss never broked apart, his hands supported my back , cold metal of his rings was pressed strongly against my skin, after 20 minutes or so we broke apart panting heavily.
Our foreheads were pressed together , we were both sweating a bit.
" Laila....... " Harry said trying to catch his breath.
I silent him with a finger on his lips ,they were still a bit wet. I got off from his lap and tangled my hands around his neck my legs still in his lap.
We stayed there for a moment before sleep drifted over us.
* Harrys point of view *
I woke up next to Laila , her right hand was over my shoulder and her left hand was holding my t-shirt tightly , her head felt weight less on my shoulder , breath escaping her lips felt like ocean breeze on my neck.
She shifted a bit , loosing the hold on my t-shirt , she looked at me with smiling eyes.
" Now don't tell me you don't remember anything " I asked her with a grin.
" I remember most of the part I guess" she said in a childish way , I giggled.
" So I think I should leave, you might have some work " Laila said with hands in her pocket.
"Come on atleast let me make you breakfast, if you are not in hurry "
" oh please, I was starving " she chuckled.
I wanted to ask her about us and her love for alcohol but dropped the idea maybe we just need more time cause we actually don't know what we are.
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The Beautiful Disaster(Harry Styles)
FanfictionHe was like a book that inspires you, when you lose all the hope in the world, his arms were like a beautiful quote which were holding Laila up. Will the magic Harry's magic last for ever, or fade like the ink on an old, wet, torn book?.... Hey Guy...