Love You More Than This (Harry Styles fanfiction)

i guess he does'nt love me.Its just the game

I woke up once again, but this time I didn't

have a bad dream about my parents, I kind of just

woke up. I struggled hard to get out of harry's grip

but after a while, I managed. Still half asleep, I

walked towards the restroom hitting things once in

a while. I crashed into the wall, knocked over the

bucket of popcorn and bumped my head on the

bathroom door. Once I closed the door and locked

it, I turned on the light and was suddenly blinded

by the light. I closed my eyes for a while then

opened them again, getting my sight back slowly.

I got done doing my business then washed my

hands with soap and warm water for 30 seconds,

mostly because my hands were frozen cold and the

water was so warm I got goosebumps all over my

arms and legs. Once my hands started feeling

warm, I turned off the faucet and dried them with

my angry birds printed towel I had hanging from the rail

on the bathroom wall. I got out and kept the light

on so that I could find harry's hoodie. I couldn't

find it because he was wearing it, but I did find his

Diamond crew neck so I decided to put that on

instead.

I turned off the bathroom light and walked

back to my bed, making sure not to cause anymore

damage to my head or to the sides of my hips. I

knew for a fact that I was going to have a bruise

there when I woke up. harry sat up on the bed,

wide awake wondering where I went. He was

looking right from left, up and down. I started

laughing, maybe a little bit to hard.

"What are you doing?" I clutched my stomach.

"Where did you go? I heard banging." He asked, his

hair was indeed wild.

"I went to the restroom." I calmed down.

"Come back to bed please." He whined a little.

I shook my head then walked back to my spot,

immediately embracing myself in his arms, I surely

wasn't going to hesitate. He turned off the light

and wrapped his arms around my waist as I gently

rested my head on his chest.

"Baby, why are you wearing my crew neck?" He

finally asked.

"I was cold." That was only half the truth.

I put his hoodie on because sure I was cold but