My Only Angel::Harry Styles

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*Harry's POV*
I woke up to the breathtaking view of a sleeping Olivia. I lay there for a few minutes staring at her gorgeous features, trying to figure out how someone can be so gorgeous. I wasn't gonna let this get to me though, because i absolutely was not looking for a serious relationship, or a relationship at all, in fact. I was just looking for an amazing night in bed, doing more than sleeping. So basically, even if it sounds awful, i just wanted to have sex with Olivia, and then move on, waiting longer to finally be ready for a relationship. She seemed like an easy target for me, despite her attractiveness and great personality. I mean, i was pop-star Harry Styles. 1/4 of One Direction. Not to sound too cocky, but what girl wouldn't want me?

When i shifted in the hospital bed and turned on my other side, Louis' cold, blue eyes were staring back at me. I flinched back almost hitting Olivia in the process.

"What the fuck, Lou?!" I whisper-shouted, careful not to wake the sleeping beauty.

"Hey you're finally up. Feeling better Haz?" He asked, brows furrowed, making him look worried. His hair was a mess and the bags under his eyes signified that he is in the middle of a brutal hangover.

"Umm... i think so. Why, what's up?" I sat up in the bed avoiding contact with Olivia so she kept sleeping.

"We have an interview to be at in an hour." He rolled his eyes and sat down in the chair Olivia sat in just last night. I groaned at the thought of having to be up and ready in a few minutes. Louis just shrugged and handed me clothes, telling me to be dressed and ready in fifteen minutes so we could get ourselves together in time for the interview. I just nodded and yawned, still pretty tired from just waking up. I began to get undressed, when i suddenly remembered that Olivia was still in the room. I whipped around quickly and saw her still sleeping, so i was in the clear. I rapidly got changed and walked out of the room, letting Lou know that i'll be back out in a minute after i wake Olivia. He just nodded at me and grinned.

I walked back into the room and Olivia was still sleeping. How is she not awake yet? I walked over to the side she was facing and began to whisper-shout at her, hoping she would hear me and wake up.

"Olivia! Olivia! Wake up, love... Olivia!" I said over and over before deciding to shake her awake.

"Olivia!! Wake up, love!" I said louder whilst shaking her shoulders. Her eyes finally fluttered open and i was presented with the most gorgeous emerald eyes that i've ever seen. They looked tired, but still admiring. Her make-up from the night before was still on, a little smudged, though she still looked beautiful. I smiled at her and she grinned back closing her eyes yet again.

"Why did you wake me up?" She asked groaning, eyes still closed.

"We have to leave. I have an interview with the boys in a few minutes to leave for and unless you wanna stay here forever, we gotta get going now." I responded shaking her a bit more before she opened her eyes for good and sat up straighter.

"But i'd rather stay." She frowned, rolling her eyes as she got up off of the bed.

"Well doesn't that suck for you, princess?" I commented smartly, winking at her as she walked over towards the mirror. Probably to fix her hair that was in disarray along with her smudged make-up.

"Yeah, it really, truly does." She responded beginning to pull her hair back in a ponytail. I chuckled at her in the mirror and began to clean up the hospital room that was a complete mess. The bed was all wrinkled and there was random objects all over the floor. We talked as i cleaned and she fixed her appearance, even though, in my opinion, it didn't need much fixing.

I finished cleaning five minutes later and Olivia was still working on her look. I rolled my eyes at her in the mirror and she smirked.

"How long does this usually take?" I asked groaning.