Cousins: Starting Families

8: Interview ~ Harry

"Thank you for joining us today, Harry. I know you're a busy man," James Corden stated and I shrugged.

"I have some time off. Not too busy," I replied, smiling at him then gazing out at the small audience. "Thanks for having me."

"Yeah, of course, man. It's so cool having you here by yourself without the other guys."

"Haha, yeah," I chuckled.

"So what are your plans now that tour is half way done?" He asked me.

"Nothing. I spend a lot of time just chilling in my own house. I hang out with my mates."

"Yeah, I saw Ed's video last night," he said and I laughed, ruffling my hair.

"Yeah, uh, we both kinda suck at tennis."

"Who recorded that?"

"Taylor," I answered, grinning. Through the whole video you could hear the cute blonde laughing softly at us. Ed and I were both shirtless playing tennis in my backyard. Nothing professional. I wore short shorts. Ed wore pink Patrick star shorts. It was a whole ordeal and we made like crazy bets between each round of our makeshift game.

"Oh, duh, I should've figured. She lives with Ed if I'm not mistaken."

"Yeah, yeah," I nodded. "We were actually at my house. I invited the two over along with Zayn and Niall, they stopped by a little after that video. We all just hung out and binge watched Friends on Netflix."

"Poor Taylor. The only girl," he sighed, shaking his head mockingly.

"Haha. Yeah, he's used to it. She and I hang out all the time," I shrugged.

"I know. You've called her your best friend as I recall in another interview."

"Yeah, definitely. We've known each other for while but through Ed and her moving to London, we've bonded. She's literally one of the nicest yet weirdest people I've ever met. But she's one of my best friends."

"Just friends, aye," he teased. I full on laughed, adjusting my shirt as I thought for a moment about last night...

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"You look hot in my shirt," I said, watching Taylor walk down the hall to where I sat in the living room. Ed was in a guest room. Zayn was passed out on the long couch. Niall was sleeping on the floor. And she and I were the only two up.

"Don't even think about it, Harry. Twice was enough," she scowled.

"I was just giving you a compliment is all."

"Yeah and your eyes are stripping me from this shirt and my panties. So stop."

"I can't just stop. I can barely contain myself," I retorted and she blushed.

"Can you please get up so I can lay down?" She sighed, changing the subject to where I sat down on the only free couch.

"I told you, you are welcome to share a bed with me," I reminded her.

"No."

"Why not?" I asked, standing up. I moved towards her and she pressed a hand to my torso to stop me from getting closer. "I just want to cuddle."

"No."

"Please?"

She huffed and I moved closed, my hands grabbing her small hips. I lowered my head, pressing my forehead against hers. "Why are you so hard to resist?" She mumbled and I smirked, my hands moving to her firm bottom, giving it a small squeeze. Her lips found mine first this time and I smiled against her eager lips. I lifted the tiny girl up and carried her all the way to my bedroom with her long legs wrapped around my waist.