My throat is dry, I struggled to open my eyes it was dark what time is it?
I noticed I'm hugging something, it was too dark to see what it was, it's a hand I guess, I don't remember how I slept last night, was it even night?
I tried remembering,
I was in a meeting everything became black, opened my eyes I was in Harry's lap, he drove me back home. Oh my gosh I told him to stay didn't I
It looks like he's asleep because he's not moving, should I wake him up? I was feeling so much better now, I tried to move, when I did he moved and he fixed his position still sleeping and he laid down on his belly
I went to the bathroom I freshened up and I went to the kitchen to drink water I felt hungry when I looked at the clock it was 12 am, still the same day I guess?
Should I cook or just make a sandwich? I opened the fridge and I scanned what I have in it while thinking about what to make
"You woke up" Harry said in a raspy voice while running his hand through his hair and yawning
I nodded obviously I'm standing in front of him aren't I?
"What time is it?" He asked as he sat on the kitchen stool
"12:20" I replied still scanning the fridge
I was slightly embarrassed by my actions I made him stay with me, but in my defense I wasn't even aware of my actions
"Sorry" I murmured
"About what?" He looked confused
"For making you stay" I said as my cheeks heated
"I wasn't actually aware of my actions, I think it was the sickness talking" I added trying to avoid any eye contacts with him
"Sure it was" he said in almost a sarcastic tone
I didn't understand what he meant and I ignored him
"I'm hungry" he said
"I'm hungry too but I can't decide what to make" I shrugged
"Pasta?" He suggested
"Yes" my stomach growled as I said that I looked down at my tummy embarrassed
"Looks like both of you agree on that" he said while laughing
I laughed too. I'm too embarrassed to even stand in front of him right now, I made him stay and now this. Oh god can this get any awkward
What's weird about that is that he's almost used to staying at my place, it seems so natural for him to stay here
He was mainly the one cooking, I tried helping but it looks like he's good by his own
We didn't talk much only casually about the food we're cooking
When it was done I made the table and and we sat opposite to each other
It was a red sauce pasta with basil with cheese on top
"Really good" I complimented as I was eating
"I'm quite the master" he said proud of himself
"How are you feeling now?" He asked in a serious tone
"So much better" I said while playing with a fork on my plate, I was still feeling embarrassed of making him stay. It's not like it's the first time to stay here but I don't know it just felt weird
"So you peed your pants in highschool graduation?" He said with a smirk on his face
I chocked on the food I was eating I kept cuffing
"W-what?" I said as I drunk water trying to swallow the food that got stock
"Don't try to deny it" he said as he giggled
"I'm not confirming this by asking, but how did you know?" I asked my face is turning red I can feel it
"You told me" he said simply as he pointed at me and he continued eating
I did? When?
"I don't believe that I did" I said trying to remember anything or when I did so but I can't remember a thing
"Before you drifted to sleep you did, and you told me so many other things too" he said while chuckling
I remember talking a lot before I slept but I can remember what I exactly said
"What did I say?" I asked almost desperate to know
"I think I prefer keeping them for myself and by the expression on your face it doesn't look you're ready to hear what I'll say" he said that as he continued giggling and eating
Oh my god what did I tell him, I tried to think about all the embarrassing things I did which are a lot, what did I tell him I'm dying to know
I was about to respond when I heard message notification, I opened my phone while eating
I felt the blood drain from my face
"Hello babe, meet me tomorrow at 4 at my place we have to discuss some business -R"
Why does he keep annoying me, I really don't get it I seriously have done nothing to this guy
"Who is it" Harry said as he was scanning my face
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Storm (Harry Styles)
Fanfiction"It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake. - Frederick Douglass" To me he was that storm but do birds really sing after a storm?
