Cute as a Button - Harry Styles

Chapter 23 - Reminiscing

LYDIA'S POV:

'Urrrrrggghhhhh' I groaned, rolling over not wanting to be removed from my cozy cocoon.

'Wake up love. It's getting a tad late,' a deep, sexy voice said from the corner of my room.

Wait. What? Thud.

'Ouch' I groaned again.

I look up to find a half naked Harry laughing at me. He was flawless. A towel draped on his waist but showed the perfect amount of abs. His brown locks we still dripping with water, causing tiny droplets to run down his perfectly formed face. Even the silly butterfly and sparrow tattoos looked gorgeous shining in the morning light. How the hell did I get so lucky? He's perfect.

'Stop laughing' I scolded as I tore my eyes from his glowing body.

'B-but I-it's just s-so f-funny' he stated still doubling over with laughter.

'No it's not!' I exclaimed.

'Yes it is!' He chuckled, his eyes finally meeting mine.

'Hummph.' I was slightly angry. It wasn't my fault I wasn't a good morning person.

'I could barely see with the sleepy dust in my eyes!' I raised my voice.

'Its still really funny....... The look of confusion in your face.' At this he doubled over with laughter again.

'Thats it.' I stood up, unraveled myself from the heeps of dovet, and walked downstairs. I knew he would follow me. He's gullible.

'Wait. Babe!' He shouted from the tops of the stairs. 'I didn't mean it.'

'Oh then what did you mean?' I sternly questioned as I turned to face him, he stood in the doorway of the kitchen. I was good at playing this card.

'I didn't mean to laugh. I wasn't laughing at you.'

'Oh then what were you laughing at?' His face was priceless. A look of confusion and guilt spread across his face. I raised my eyebrows.

'I swear I wasn't laughing at you.'

'Then what was it?'

'Not you.' He replied weakly. Oh that boy had it in for him.

'Harry Edward Styles. That wasn't very nice of you.'

'Sorry.'

'A meek little 'sorry' won't do much for you. How would you like it if you were disorientated from waking up and then scared when a man's voice came from behind you? And not only that, but once you find out who it is and what's happening, your boyfriend is doubling over with laughter?' I turned to face away from him with a small smirk playing on my lips.

'Babe. I really am sorry. I didn't mean to laugh at you. I didn't know why I did. I know it wasn't nice of me and I promise I won't do it again.' He pleaded.

'That still doesn't make the embarrassment or pain go away.'

'Im sorry.' He came over to me and rapped his big muscular arms around my waist. 'I - didn't - mean - to - hurt - you.' He whispered between the kisses he placed on my neck.

'Im not sure if I believe you.'

Suddenly, I was turned around and pushed up against one of the kitchen cabinets. A large, rough hand brought my child upwards making me look into a pool of green. Damn I can't resist his eyes.

'Im really, really, reeeeeaaaalllllyyy sorry Lyds. Please, please don't be mad at me. I'm just a stupid boy.'

'You can say that again.' I grumbled.