Bad Blood 2 (h.s.)

Part 125

**Please read!! Somewhere in this chapter I wrote a paragraph thinking about Story Of My Life! If you find it and message me, I'll send you a private message and talk with you all!! <3

Part 125

Harry's sleeping form lies under me and I start to place kisses on his neck, his lips curving into a smile as I do so. My phone starts buzzing on the table and I reach over and grab it, answering it quietly.

"Hi Beth. Do you want to come over today?" Morgan asks, responding with a 'yes' almost immediately.

"Great! No one else is free today."

"Really? Gabby's not?" I ask, Gabby always willing to do anything.

"No she's with Zayn somewhere because he had to go to work the other night. Both of them were a little shaken up so he took her somewhere," she says, my lips frowning.

As I roll off Harry, his arms wrap back around me and hold me to him, his lips pressing to the back of my neck.

"That sounds rough. I hope they're okay," I say, suddenly feeling very worried about my friend.

"I'm sure they are. Then Emma is in the shop with her dad. So we could go shopping today?" she asks, Harry groaning.

"Harry, I'm on the phone," I whisper, his lips kissing my ear.

"So? I wanted to take you out today," he says, my eyes rolling.

"I'm with you all day, practically every day. Just today baby," I say, kissing his hand.

"Yeah; shopping sounds fine."

"Great! I'll see you in an hour," Morgan says, telling her goodbye. I hang up and Harry climbs on top of me, burying his head in my neck and kissing my skin.

"Don't leave me beautiful. I love you; don't leave," he says, my hands grabbing his cheeks, his smile wide on his lips.

"Oh you ass," I laugh, his laugh ringing through the room. He kisses me and I wrap my arms around his neck.

"Don't talk to boys," he says between kisses, leaning his forehead on me after. I laugh and he rubs his nose with mine, his strong arms wrapping tightly around me.

"Harry do you know the date?" I ask him, his lips pressing to my cheek.

"December 11, I think," he says, my eyes closing and a groan releasing from my throat.

"What?" he laughs, my unwanted monthly time due tomorrow. It sucks and I'm starting to get really sensitive.

"It's just...a girl thing," I say, his lips in a smile.

"Hey, do you want to know something?" I nod and he continues, "When we first moved in together, you made me go on a plug run," he says, a laugh releasing from my lips.

"I do remember that," I say, his hair falling in front of his forehead.

"Then I'll have you know that I'm not doing it again," he smiles, my head shaking.

"Oh no. You are so going to get me tampons," I say, his head shaking.

"No plugs for Beth!" he laughs, my hand covering his mouth and he keeps laughing.

"They are called tampons Harry Edward Styles," I playfully scold him, his tongue swiping against my hand. My hand pulls back and he presses his lips to mine.