Real & True || Harry Styles

Chapter Five.

I woke up before she did. She looked so peaceful in her sleep. I didn't know if I should just leave or stay... she asked me to stay last night, but I don't know if it went for this morning too. I decided to stay. I got up and went out to the living room. I turned on the tv but then realized I was hungry. I didn't want to go home, so I just went to a nearby store and bought a toothbrush. When I got back to her place, I brushed my teeth then rummaged through the fridge.

Breakfast, breakfast, breakfast. Eggs & bacon..

As I was making it, something soft and fuzzy brushed along my leg. I looked down. It was a cat. I nearly dropped the frying pan. She has a cat? I bent down and pet it.

"Hey, cutie. What's your name?" Am I really talking to a cat?

"Meredith."

What the.... I looked up and Taylor was standing there.

*Taylor's POV*

"Meredith." I said

Harry looked up and saw me. He jumped and hit his head on the oven handle.

"Ahhhhh!" He screamed in pain.

I ran over to him. "Are you okay???" I asked. I might have been laughing a little.

"You scared me." He winced.

"I'm sorry.." I said still laughing. "So you're making breakfast?"

"Yeah." He said as he got up.

"I'm gonna go brush my teeth then."

"Yeah, you need to. I can smell it from here." He joked.

"Oh haha." I swatted his arm and walked away.

As I was brushing my teeth, my thoughts started flying.

I feel like I've known him forever. Is it just me? I wonder if he feels the same. He has to. He slept over. That means something right? But he didn't try anything. Maybe he does like me. Do I like him? Of course I liked him. He was so sweet, and funny. Not to mention God's most beautiful creation. It's like he was planted on this Earth just to torture me.

I realized I was taking forever so I quickly finished and walked back into the kitchen. I was hit by the smell of eggs and bacon. And he made me breakfast, can I say PERFECT?

I sat down next to Harry.

"Here." He handed me a plate.

"Thanks." We ate in silence. It wasn't an awkward silence. More like a we're comfortable around each other silence. I loved that.

When we were done, I took his plate and got up to wash the dishes. I was at the sink and I felt Harry behind me. He put his arms around my waist and kissed my neck softly. Oh, God. My knees went weak and I had to bite my lip from screaming out. I turned around to face him.

"What are you -----" He stopped me with a kiss. Harry's lips were soft and he knew just what to do. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I couldn't think. All I could do was feel. Breathe, breathe. I could only think about his lips on mine. I felt him smile under the kiss and my heart rate sped up. He likes kissing me. He set me down and I realized we were on my bed. His hand went to my upper thigh, and I tightened my grip on his shirt. He started nipping on my neck and I almost went crazy. His hand started slipping under my shirt, teasing me.

Oh, man. He knows what he does to me.

My lips were burning. I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled his mouth back to mine.