Come My Way (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

15. 3 days time

(A/n: I know that this is super super late, but I've been obsessing over After 3! I'm so sorry, my whole world has been HESSA HESSA WTF HESSA WHY DID YOU DO THAT HESSA for the past few months. Lol but ily all! Enjoy! xo)

HARRY'S POV:

I'm in the process going through my twitter when a hear a knock at the door. I set my phone down, and smile.

"Come in, Sam, it's open." She comes through the door wearing a sports bra and nike shorts. And, what she always has on, her nike elites. I've never seen her wear any other type of sock. She's crazy. Her hair is in a messy, wind-blown pony tail, and she's sweating like a dog. It's actually kind of sexy. Make that very sexy.

"Hey!" She breathes out, kicking her shoes off and taking her head phones out of her ears.

"Hey, that was fast." She flops down on the bed and then sits up. Kissing me, very slowly, she runs her fingers through my hair. Ending the kiss too soon, she pulls away and smiles. "I'm just that good." Smirking, she heads towards my bathroom.

"Tease." I throw up my middle finger at her. Glaring at me, she sticks her tongue out. "Language, Harry." She shakes her head and laughs.

"Go take a shower, you stink!" Her mouth falls open and she flips me off too. "Touché!" She shuts the bathroom door and I hear it lock.

In a few minutes I hear her turn the water on and she starts singing. I listen closer and she's singing some country song I've never heard. I walk to the door and put my head against it, trying to hear closer. I slide down the door onto the floor, and close my eyes, listening to the sound of her angelic voice, concentrating on when she gets louder and softer. Resting my head on the door, I just sit and listen to her, for how long, I don't know. By the time she turns the water off, I'm almost asleep. I stand up and knock on the bathroom door.

"Can I come in?" My head is buzzing at the sound of her voice. I need to be close to her, I need to touch her.

"Hang on, let me dry off." She is laughing at me. I'm bouncing on the balls of my feet. What am I a kid? I need to calm down. I run my hands through my hair and take a deep breath.

She opens the door wearing one of my favorite t-shirts. It's so worn and stretched out that it's even bigger on her than one of my normal t-shirts. Damn, she's so sexy.

Completely ignoring my previous thoughts about calming down, I step towards the wall and I take her with me, pushing her up against it. She giggles and gasps when my shaking hands grab her hips, pulling her towards me. She pecks me on the lips and slides out of my grip, waking out of the bathroom.

"Saaaaaaammmm..." Whining, I hug her from behind and trail kisses down her collar bone, humming a tune.

"Harryyyyy..." She mocks me. She takes the towel off of her soaking wet hair and shakes her hair out in it.

"You're wet, ya know." I can't hide the smirk on my face, and I start laughing into my hands.

Rolling her eyes at me she mumbles something and walks out into the hall and down the stairs. I put on some sweatpants and take off my dirty shirt.

Following her down the long staircase, I tickle her sides and she squeals and runs down. I chase her onto the couch and flop down, pulling her on top of me.

We lay like this for several seconds, and then she gets up and goes to the kitchen, coming back a few minutes later with pop tarts.

I snatch the wrapping off of mine and practically devour it. As soon as I look over at Sam, hers is already gone and she isn't even chewing anymore. I gape at her, and she scrunches her nose at the food in my mouth.