My Little Star (Fetus Harry Styles)

Chapter 29

"Wanna' go somewhere a bit more private?" he asks.

"What's more private than a greenhouse?"

"Ok how about somewhere a bit more cozy?"

"Alright but I'll drive," I say.

"Figuring that I'd like to not die tonight, I think I'll drive," he laughs.

He holds one hand on the steering wheel and with the other he holds my hand in his.

"Keep both hands on the steering wheel," I remind him.

"Oh of coarse." Without releasing his grip on my palm, he puts both of our hands on the steering wheel.

"That's not what I meant."

"Yeah I know."

"So where are we going?" I ask.

"A friend's house."

We arrive at a small little home and walk in and are greeted by a group of Harry's friends.

"Ed! How are you, girlie?" I can't remember his friends names but I recognize the one with messy dark hair and bright red lipstick.

We sit on an old love seat and I rest my head on Harry's shoulder while his arm hangs around my shoulder. His friends bring out cigarettes, although he doesn't take one he seems so used to the smoke while I on the other hand have to bury my face in his chest to keep from coughing.

"Eh mate, is she ok?" I hear a boy say.

"Yeah she's fine," says Harry.

"You alright?" he whispers to me.

"No," I mumble into his shirt.

"Do you need to step outside?" he asks.

"Yes, come with me."

"Of coarse."

We step outside and I can finally breathe normally again.

"Harry, if this going to work we have to respect each others decisions. I'm not asking you not to spend time with your friends but please don't make me spend time with them. They're good people, they're just making bad choices."

"I understand. So, you want to go home now?"

"Yes please."

We drive home and all of a sudden a certain song starts to play on the radio..

I was left to my own devices....

"Harry! Do you hear what's on?"

"Well, would you look at that?" he laughs.

We both start to laugh and cry a little too. I never thought I'd be sitting here today in England listening to Pompeii with Harry after all that's happened.

We get home and I get ready for bed. After taking a shower and changing I go to Harry's room only to find that he's already fallen asleep. Just as I'm closing the door behind me and heading to my room I hear a very familiar phrase.

"Eden, wait."

"Yes?"

"Come lay with me."

"Ok but I'm sleepy so I won't stay long."

"It's alright. Just stay for a bit."

I pull the covers up just above my elbow. Harry uses the side of his arm to inch them up to my chin. He wraps his arm around me and I can feel his soft, bare skin. At first I get these strangely wonderful chills and a weird feeling in my stomach. He nuzzles his nose on my neck and I can feel his warm breath running down my back. This only makes the strange feeling grow. I start to smile and I can't help but laugh a little too.

"What's so funny?" he asks.

"Hm nothing. I just haven't been held like this in a while."

"Well, get used to it, dear," he mumbles in a sleepy voice.

I do as he says and turn around on my other side so that my face is in the crook of his neck and so that my hands are between his chest and mine. Without thought, my hand slips down to where his abs once were.

"And what happened here?" I ask.

"Oh yeah, I lost them. I like sweets to much."

"It's alright, a fluffy kitty is cuter than a smooth kitty," I smile.

"Oh so now I'm a cat?" he asks.

"If that's what you want."

"Meow."

I laugh and dose off as I feel down his spine and he plays with my hair.

As I fall a sleep he sings a little song to me, just between us two.

Look at the stars.

Look how they shine for you, and everything you do.

Yeah, they were all yellow.

I came along, I wrote a song for you and all the things you do and it was called

Yellow.

Just when he thinks I've fallen asleep he brushes his curls over my face and plants the softest kiss on my lips.

"Sweet dreams."