Styling Styles || h.s.

Chapter 3

{Dani's POV}

I opened my crusty eyelids, and I felt tired as fuck. I snuggled my back into Harry's chest, trying to fall asleep again.

Woah.

What.

WHAT?!

I wanted to get up,but my body was too tired to move. I pushed my arms up, only to be pulled down my Harry's strong arms.

"Stayy.." Harry mumbled, kissing my neck.

I shook my head. "I can't."

"Whyyy?" He slurred.

"Because. Work." I shrugged Harry off of me, getting up and going in my closet, finding no shirts that would be able to cover my arm. I groaned, picking a random outfit.

"Well don't you get a day off?"

"Yes, but that's not today. How'd you even find my house?" I asked.

"You told me. I think you were half asleep." He flipped his body so he was facing me, and smirked, making me blush.

But damn, he looks sexy as fuck. I ripped my gaze off of his face, and walked into the bathroom. I teared off my clothes I wore, and hopped in the shower. When I washed the suds off of my hair, I felt a presence behind me, then felt hands wrapped around my waist. I turned around and looked up, seeing Harry. I'm lucky I looked up, or else I would see his... thing that ladies don't have unless their she males.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

"Taking a shower with you, what does it look like?" He said cockily.

"Fuck that, I'm out of here." I said, hopping out. I wrapped a towel around my body, going to get a bra and underwear. Once I put those on, I walked back into the bathroom, and heard Harry sing.

"Isn't she lovely

Isn't she wonderful

Isn't she precious

Less than one minute old

I never thought through love we'd be

Making one as lovely as she

But isn't she lovely made from love

Isn't she pretty

Truly the angel's best

Boy, I'm so happy

We have been heaven blessed

I can't believe what God has done

Through us he's given life to one

But isn't she lovely made from love

Isn't she lovely

Life and love are the same

Life is Aisha

The meaning of her name

Londie, it could have not been done

Without you who conceived the one

That's so very lovely made from love." I tapped the little circle, signaling my phone to stop recording, I ran out of the bathroom quietly, and walked in again loudly, as if I never heard him. 

"Oh and Harry?" I reminded myself.

"Y-Yeah?" He asked.

"Don't go downstairs. My dad's going to kill you."

"How do I leave then?"

"Oh wait, I know." I said, throwing a towel over the curtain. I slipped on my clothes hurriedly. "Hurry up and get dressed."