Fifty Four.

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Harry's pov;

I opened my eyes, to see a sleeping Aria, her eyes shut and her lips hardly a little open. She breathed steadily, her chest rising. I placed my hand on her cheek and brushed my thumb against her soft skin. Her skin was silky and smooth under my fingertips. She was the most beautiful creature to wake up next to. I would give everything to feel her warmth every single night and see her face every morning that I woke up.

Her eyes slowly fluttered open at my touch, squinting at the sudden sunlight invading the darkness of her sleep. "Good morning, lovely" I smiled at her softly. I've slept like a baby in her bed, right next to her. The sheets smelled just like her, and her head on my chest just added to the whole extraordinary feeling of having her next to me in bed.

"Good morning" She yawned, smiling lightly.

"I'm sorry to say this, but we need to get up for class" I said.

"Ugh" She groaned.

"But it's Friday, remember?" I told her.

"Thank god" She let out a sigh of relief. "You should go get dressed. We can meet downstairs"

"Or, I can come here and get you" I smiled.

"Deal" She said. She got out of bed and I watched her figure move towards the bathroom. She leaned on the door frame and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Go. Don't tempt yourself any further, because I'll be stripping down to go shower, any moment now" She smirked at me.

"Okay, okay. Don't want you to be late for class, do I?" I laughed lightly.

"Do you?" She raised a brow at me. I could give in to the temptation and offer her to shower together, but that would be bad. If we're taking things slow and if I want to give her time, I better be good and not do what I really want to do. Keep your hormones together Styles.

Aria's pov;

I got ready as fast as I could and followed Harry suit down the stairs. I walked over to my bike and when Harry saw I wasn't following him towards his car, he turned around, furrowing his brows together in confusion. "What are you doing?"

"Remember last night, when you asked me where the helmet was from? It was from my bike" I smiled.

"Your bike?" He raised a brow.

"I got my license. I'm free to go anywhere I want now" I said.

"Get on it then" He said.

"Is that a demand?" I raised a brow at him.

"Nah, just a request" He shrugged and I laughed lightly.

I put my helmet on and hopped on my bike. "Happy?"

"God, that's hot" He said, licking his lips.

"You know... I regret doing what we did on that washing machine. Too fast, wasn't it? I mean, on a washing machine? I can't believe you let me do that, that's gross" I said and laughed.

"Was it that bad that you regret it?" He asked.

"I never said it was bad" I smirked at him, biting my bottom lip. And just like that, I started my bike and left him there, driving away. He deserves to be teased, he does it all the time to me.

After last night and the information I received, I felt closer to him and more confident. I can't believe Stone has made him go through something like that. He's a cruel bastard that deserves to rot in jail and I don't understand why he isn't there.

But the thought of that girl, Emily, makes me unsure of how to feel. I will never be like her, I will never be worthy to be in her place. She's better than me, Harry loved that girl with all he had. I was nothing. He knew her for years to create such a connection with her, but he only knows me for half a year or a little more than that, which is nothing.

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