Protected [Harry Styles - AU]

chapter 9

Skye's POV

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I woke up cuddled next to Harry's chest. I wiggled my way out of bed and grabbed my shower supplies.

As I opened the door to exit, I heard Harry's stirring and turned around to face him. He gave me a sly smile and spoke up, "Where are you off to?"

His raspy morning voice made me want to attack his face but I need to keep myself under control.

"I'm going to go take a shower," I beamed.

He nodded and leaned in slowly. I took his lips onto mine and he moved dangerously slow making me almost beg for more. I groaned in aggravation. "Well someone is a bit eager now, are we?" he teased.

"Oh shut up."

I dropped all of my shampoos/conditioners on the floor making a bit of a crashing noise which made me jump, but I quickly recovered and wrapped my arms around his neck while kissing him hungrily. I pulled away and looked up at his emerald eyes. I planted one last peck on his cheek while unwrapping my hands from his neck.

"Will that keep you satisfied until I'm gone?" I asked knowing that he would have something clever to say back.

"If I can't keep myself satisfied, I'll just have to join you in the shower," he deviously smiled down at me and my mouth fell open.

"Harry Styles," I scolded.

"Skye Collins," he teased back.

I rolled my eyes and collected my scattered supplies that were strewn across the floor.

"I'm going to go shower, alone," I said back to him, and he swatted at my bum as I exited the room.

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Harry's POV

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Since Skye and all the other girls went out for a shopping date, us guys decided that we would hang out today.

We met at the frat house, where Niall and Louis lived. We all congregated in Niall's room since is was at the end of the hall on the third floor. We could usually smoke cigarettes in here without getting caught. The frat house was ancient so there weren't smoke detectors on the second or third floor.

"So are you and Skye fucking?" Zayn bluntly asked.

"Not yet. I don't want to do stuff she isn't cool with yet."

Liam laughed, "Harry Styles holding off on sex? What has this girl done to you?"

I inhaled a deep breath from my cig and brought up Liam and Skye's 'disappearance to the kitchen' last night cause it's been bothering me, "Liam."

"Yeah, mate?" he looked over at me.

"What were you and Skye doing in Perrie's kitchen last night?"

"Umm-I wanted to. Say that um-" I hate when people tried to avoid conversations.

"Spit it out!" I yelled.

"I just wanted to make sure that she wouldn't fuck with you like someone did to you before, and-"

"Casey?" I stared at him in disbelief, "You fucking told her about Casey?"

At this point I had stood up and started making my way towards him. I thought we had all agreed to never speak of that again. It was pretty fucking bold of him to even bring it up. He knows how furious it makes me when we talk about her.