Torn (harry styles)

70- Defeat

A/N: I listened to Walk Away- The Script and Mess I Made - Parachute while writing this, hope you like:)

Skye's P.O.V

When I awake, Harry's soft yet dense muscular arm is wrapped around my stomach, hugging me from behind.

The back of my body is pressed against his front.

Were both still naked, so I can feel his smooth skin of his chest against my back.

I move my foot around until it comes into contact with what I was looking for.

I edge away from Harry, pulling my underwear up my legs.

I stop and look at Harry once more, shuffling back over to him and snuggling into his chest.

He groans softly and stirs in his sleep.

Courage blazes inside me and I feel the need to kiss his neck.

I plant a few small kisses on his neck and collar bones and am rewarded with another soft moan.

When I look back up at him, his eyes are open lazily and a cute sleepy smile is spread across his face.

"Good Morning." He mumbles, emphasising the 'good.'

"Morning." I prop myself up on my elbow and smile down at him.

He grumbles and pulls me into his chest.

I feel kind of sticky and my stomach hurts. It feels like there's a layer of sludge on my brain.

"Could I take a shower here?" I ask him and he smirks.

"Not here, the shower's down the hall."

I giggle and swat his arm.
"You knew what I meant."

He chuckles and yawns.

"Come back in here when your done." He says as I cautiously climb out of the bed. Fully aware that all I'm wearing is my pants.

Without even looking back, I stride out of the room and navigate my way to the bathroom.

I've cried in this bathroom before, because of Harry.

Now, I'm smiling. I feel the happiest I've been in a long long time.

He loves me!

I slip my pants off, and gasp.

There's a patch of dry blood on my inner thigh.

I'm not even on my period? I don't understand.

My period isn't due until the end of the month so how can this be?

Wait, I think I remember having this conversation with Evie.

She said after you have sex for the first time; either during the night or in the morning, you bleed a bit.

Thankfully it was only a bit, but I must have had it in the night.

Does that mean that it's in Harry's bed? I sure hope not.

I blink back the thoughts and turn on the shower, letting the hot water rinse me through.

I wash my hair with Harry's chocolate and vanilla flavoured shampoo and conditioner and wash my body with his mint flavoured body wash.

When I'm out and dry, I wrap a towel around my body and wonder back into Harry's room.

His duvet is on the floor and there is no sheet on his mattress. I hold my breath.