More Than Friends ( a harry styles fanfic)

Chapter 15

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Sorry if it's short!!

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I woke up on the couch laying with my back against Harry's chest. His arms were wrapped around me and his head was rested in the crook of my neck.

He snored lightly, the only movement was the rise and fall of his chest and the occasional twitch of his foot.

His eyes were shut tightly, and his eyebrows scrunched together. There was a pouty look to his features as he mumbled here and there. It was adorable to say the least. Sometimes when he mumbled I could make out part of a sentence. 'Yeah sure, toast' is what he said at one point. I giggled causing him to stir slightly. I quickly recovered causing him to settle back into his deep sleep. I traced the line of his jaw lightly so I wouldn't wake him.

His eye lids fluttered before opening. A grin played across his face when he saw me.

"Good morning" his voice was raspy and deep.

"Hi" I smiled poking his dimple. He scrunched his nose and batted my hand away.

"Where's Niall?"

"In his room why?"

"Just wondering."

"Oh. Okay"

"Actually, I'm in the kitchen." Niall laughed walking out into the living room.

"Making me food right?" I smiled innocently.

"Ummmm. No"

"Boo you whore!" I laughed sticking my tongue out at him.

"You found out!"

"Nah I just figured. But thanks for the proof!" Harry laughed behind me tightening his grip on my waist.

He placed a kiss to the top of my head. He leaned his head down and whispered "leave the poor Niall alone babe" his voice was low and raspy still.

"Fine" I whined quietly like a child. He lifted me up by my hips as I squealed, setting me down on the couch beside him. He sat up and placed his hands on his knees before pushing himself up off the couch. He turned and offered his hand to me. I accepted the gesture and followed him to the kitchen where Niall sat with a box of cereal and a bowl.

"What d'ya want to eat babe?"

I turned to Niall, who was now sitting on one of the stools of his island (A/N: basically a bar type thing in your kitchen if anyone was wondering)

"Got any honey bunches?"

"Of oats?"

"No the other kind." I said sarcastically "yeah of oats"

"I think I do." He stated standing up and walking over to the cupboard

He rummaged through the crowded compartment before pulling out the cereal.

"Yay!" I took the box from his hands and began making my breakfast.

Harry looked up slightly and smiled when he saw me. He motioned for me to join him at the kitchen table.

I took my seat beside him and continued to eat my breakfast.

"How is it?" Harry asked, his mouth still slightly full of cereal.

"Excellent" I said as I dipped my spoon back into the bowl.

I continued on eating my cereal for a few more minutes. Once I was done I walked upstairs into the guest room. I looked through the dresser and found my blue sundress with a skirt that flared out to mid thigh, I slipped on my white laced Toms. I grabbed out my blow drier and walked over into the bathroom. I let the warm air blow over my hair to give it the wind blown look I was going for.

I swiped mascara over my eyelashes, and checked my reflection one last time before leaving the room. I walked back into the bedroom and grabbed the white cherry blossom hair piece from the dresser. I twisted my hair into a loose fish tail that hung over my shoulder. I tucked the small blossoms throughout the braid.

I made my way down the flight of stairs and ran into the kitchen. I came to a surprise stop when I felt two arms wrap themselves around my waist before toppling to the floor.

I pushed the hair from in front of my face before checking to see who I just tackled. Niall.

"Christ Alex!" he laughed "in a rush?"

"What gave me away?"

"Your elbow in my spleen."

"My bad" I joked.

"Niall, Alex, what is this?" Harry asked amused.

"Your lady here just tackled me." Niall said gesturing towards me.

"If that's true Niall, you had better hit the gym" Harry laughed while he helped me up.

Niall gave him a disapproving look before pushing himself off the ground.

"Fuck off" He muttered angrily.

"Oh Ni, you love me" Harry teased.

"It'll be the death of me Styles!" He answered in a sassy tone while waving his hand up in the air like a diva.

Harry turned around and placed his hands on my arms.

"Hey" he smiled sweetly.

"So is that my competition?" I asked referring to Niall.

He moved his arms to wrap around my shoulders.

"Not at all" he laughed and I rested my head onto his chest.

My thoughts traveled back to Max.

I knew he would not give up when it came to me. He was relentless. He didn't want me when he had me but when he knew he couldn't have me back that's all he wanted most.

It was frightening to say the least. Knowing that no matter how hard you tried, you were never really free.

That's how life would be now. But maybe if I have any more luck, he will finally give up. Then all I would have to worry about would be Harry and I. I can only hope until I see it through completely.

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Not the longest and I'm sorry. Unfortunately there are more readers now ( like wayyyyy more) I'm so grateful btw. So I wanted to get the next chapter out asap.

ily!

Xx.Devon.