Behind The Album - Harry Styles Series

So, What Are We? - Part 3

Ever since the night you and Harry decided on figuring out what was going on between the two of you, you both had to be discreet around other people. It had been almost a week and so far you were being pretty good about it. Whenever everyone went into their own rooms, you'd wait about ten minutes before sneaking into Harry's, which of course was all the way on the other side of the house.

As soon as you'd walk through the door and shut it behind you, you were pressed up against it with his hands at your waist and his lips pressed against yours. You two hadn't done anything more than kissing and a little touching, but you were sure it was going to happen at some point.

Normally, you never really considered taking that step this early in a relationship, especially since you two weren't officially anything at the moment, but what was happening between you two was different. Not only did you feel something towards him you've never felt before, but you two were practically living together and well, the temptation was definitely there.

During the times in his room, when your lips weren't locked, you two talked about different things, your families, your hometowns, etc. You also watched a few movies and listened to your favorite songs. It had been a while since you had been with a guy who was genuinely wanting to get to know you.

Now, when it came to interacting with one another in the presence of others, you didn' t really change anything from how it was before. You weren't sure if anyone knew what was going on behind closed doors, but you knew that no one had said anything about it to you yet.

It was an off day from the studio, which meant a lot of the time was spent with everyone relaxing by the pool and writing songs. You had the camera set up and was filming everything, from the stupid pool games to the actual writing of the songs. After a while, you set the camera up on a tripod, while you go into the kitchen to grab something to drink.

Harry looked back at you over his shoulder and smiled. He loved watching you work, even though most of the time he couldn't really look at you since he was the one being filmed. Your eyebrows would furrow as you concentrated on getting the angles right and you'd bite your lip whenever you were looking through footage on your laptop later in the evening.

"So, what's the story between the two of you," Mitch said nodding towards you in the kitchen.

"He speaks," he joked.

"Fuck you, man," he laughed.

"Anyway, there's no story," Harry lied.

"You two aren't as discreet as you think," he said. "Especially since my room is right next to yours."

Harry blushed. "We haven't done anything for you to hear."

"So, there is something going on between the two of you," Mitch smirked.

"Shit," Harry mumbled when he realized he fell for the trick. "You're right, okay? We've been talking..."

"Among other things," he added.

"Oh my god, we haven't fucked yet," he groaned running his hand over his face.

"Yet being the keyword," he said.

"We haven't even gone on a proper date and we're in a house with how many other fucking people? It's not going to be happening anytime soon," he mumbled.

"Give me a time and day and I'll make sure we're all gone," Mitch smirked.

"Can we not talk about this anymore?" He groaned. "We have a song to be working on."

"Changing the subject, classic," Mitch laughed.

Harry rolled his eyes and went back to the task at hand.