Chapter 23-

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Chapter 23 -

I thought about what Harry said and I guess he was right, I was an emotional wreck that morning and I had to stop. When Harry had finished in the shower I went upstairs to take one myself then get ready for the day.

After my shower I wrapped my hair in a towel. I put on a vest top and a pair of pyjama shorts then walked into my bedroom.

In there I found Harry fully dressed in his T-shirt, black skinny jeans which were ripped at the knees and brown boots. He was standing in front of my mirrored wardrobe trying to push his hair back with some hair gel but for some reason it didn't seem to be working.
"God damn it why won't you stay in place?!" I heard him mutter as I walked over to fetch my blow dryer from the inside of my chest of draws.

"Harry Styles? Are you having an argument with your hair?" I asked as I giggled and raised my eyebrows sarcastically.
"Haha very funny Banks!" He said sarcastically as he squeezed another blob of gel onto his hand and tried to fix his now slightly messy hair.

"That's it! I give up!" He exclaimed as I placed my blowdryer on the bottom of the bed.
"Come here I'll sort your hair out." I smiled at him.
"No chance, you'll end up making me look like some sort of act that belongs at the circus!" He laughed as he put the tube of hair gel on the side.

"Are you saying I don't know how to style hair?" I asked as I placed my hand on my hip sassily.
"Well clearly you don't, I mean just look at the way you style yours!" He said jokingly as he scrunched up his nose to make a disgusted face.

I gasped jokingly at his words. "You take that back right now mister!"
"Make me." He winked as I ran over to him and playfully punched him in the arm a few times.

"Oh and you really think that hurts?" He laughed before I pushed him back causing him too stumble slightly before balancing himself.

"Did you just push me?" He said smirking as I stuck my tongue out at him. Suddenly he done something un-expected. He picked me up before throwing me over his shoulder!

"Harry! Put me down!" I laughed as I pounded his back with my fists.
"No! Your gonna pay for trying to push me over!" He said as he carried me towards the bed with me squirming and laughing.

Suddenly he chucked me onto the bed and began to tickle me non stop!

"Harry! Stop! I'm going to pee myself!" I yelled through uncontrollable laughs as I wriggled around trying to get him to stop!
"Say your sorry and I'll stop!"
"Never!" I shouted as I was still laughing and I tried to kick him off of me.

"Say it!" He insisted as he carried on tickling me. Suddenly he leaned over me. His tall body hovering over mine as he looked down at me his arms on either side of my body. I took this as an opportunity to reach up and tickle him under his arms. I wasn't sure if he was ticklish or not but there was no harm in trying!

He let out a laugh and then moved off of me as I turned over and began to tickle him.

"No! Don't!" He giggled but I just carried on tickling him.
"I can't believe your ticklish Harry!"
"I'm not! Just please stop!" He yelled still laughing before reaching up and pulling the towel off of my wet hair.

I gasped as my cold damp hair fell down and hit the back of my neck which Harry took as an opportunity to push me back over and tickle me again!
"No Harry!" I screamed laughing as I tried to get away but he grabbed my legs and dragged me back. At this point I had no idea where Olivia had gotten too or how she couldn't hear us.

He dragged me back over to him and began to tickle me once again.
"Fine! I-I'm sorry!" I yelled through laughs before he finally stopped.
"Good!" He smirked.
"I only said that because if I didn't I would have pee'd all over my bed." I said trying to steady my breathing as he laughed and laid back down next to me.

As I lay there I thought about yesterday and the incident that happened in the kitchen. Harry was going to kiss me yesterday and then he just ignored it like nothing ever happened.

"What are you thinking about?" Harry's raspy voice asked breaking my thoughts as he peered down at me and propped himself up on his elbow.
"Oh nothing."
"Well I suggest you tell me otherwise I will tickle you again and this time you will pee yourself!" He said smirking at me.

"It's nothing. Honestly." I said as I looked at him and gave a little smile.
"Clara?"
"What?"
"Tell me." He insisted as he playfully poked my arm.

"Nothing just-"
"Clara, are you ready to go yet?" I heard my sisters voice ask as she came walking in the door.

Me and Harry both sat up and looked at her. She looked at me then at Harry until her eyes became fixed on me with a weird expression on her face.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" I asked.
"What have you two been doing whilst I've been in the garden?" She smirked.

"What?! Nothing, we've been up to nothing!" I insisted as I could feel a Scarlett glow grow across my cheeks even though we hadn't been doing anything, I was just embarrassed at the fact she would think let alone say something like that!

"Nothing huh?" She asked still smirking.
"Liv shut up!" I said as I furrowed my brows at her.
"Whatever, just hurry up and get ready Clara!" She scoffed before walking out of the room.

I rolled my eyes as she shut the door before getting up and walking over to my wardrobe to fetch my clothes.
"Teenagers hey?" Harry said smiling at me.
"I know right! She walks in on us sitting on a bed and she gets the wrong idea!" I chuckled.

"Well technically we were lying on it!"
He said as I shook my head smiling. He got up and walked over to his duffle bag. He got out a long piece of khaki green cloth and pushed his hair back with his hand before tying it around his head to form a sort of headband.

"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?"
"Tying a piece of cloth around your head?" I said as I opened my wardrobe and searched for my pale blue skinny jeans.

"I was thinking more of a headband but whatever." He said as he finished tying it then looked at me.
"If it's a headband why does it look like cloth?"
"Because I cut it from an old shirt and made it into a headband."

"Seriously?" I giggled.
"Yeah." He said as he gave a quick smile showing of his pearly white teeth. If I'm honest Harry did look rather attractive when he smiled.

"If your a millionaire why do you make head bands from old shirts?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "Why not?"

I smiled at him before he walked over to the bedroom door.
"Hurry up and get ready yeah?" He smiled back before walking out of the room and closing the door behind him.

I got out the rest of my clothes and thought about how much more I like this side to Harry then the other side. I just hoped that he wasn't going to change back to his old self anytime soon...

A/N: hey guys I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Can I please ask a massive favour of you all and ask for some more comments? I know a lot of you lovely people have been voting and some commenting on/for this story and I'm really thankful for that but I would also really love to know what more of you think? Thanks so much! I love you all. - Megs x

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