𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 {𝐇.𝐒}

Chapter 44

1 week later...

"Babe, I'm leaving for the market. I'll be back in like an hour or two, you need something?" Harry's voice booms from downstairs.

"Nah, I'm about to leave anyways for practice. I'll see you at four." I shout back and he shouts an "Okay" to me before I hear one of his key chains chime and then the garage door close.

I jump up, dreading practice today. I kinda miss Hawaii now that we're gone. It was laidback and we met new people, and we surprisingly had that threesome with the waitress since Harry couldn't stop bugging me about it. I only agreed to it if we could have a threesome with Chaz, and he hesitated a bit before he actually said yes and so we ended up doing that too.

It was pretty steamy.

I throw on some basketball shorts and a tank top, spritzing in some extra perfume and then putting in extra deodorant. I tied my tennis shoes and then left the house through the garage door, getting into my Jeep.

The drive to NYU was very annoying, since I'm still getting used to the city. I'm used to small town traffic, not metropolitan traffic. I've only been here about three months or so.

When I get to the gym, I see all my teammates warming up already and so I go ahead and get to it as well, then our coach walks in.

"Alright girls, we need to do some running today so let's start out with right hand layups for about three minutes and then we're going to run six laps around the court." She tells us, and I can tell everyone is annoyed. Some of my friends texted me saying that they had a major party last night and so I know that the majority of the team are hungover right now, but still at practice. And that's why I'm glad I haven't been partying lately unless it was with Harry.

We do our layups for three minutes and then line up on he baseline. She blows the whistle and we turn to run along the boundary lines around the court, and it goes by pretty fast. Some of the girls start walking, and I encourage them to keep going. It's my fifth lap now, and I'm starting to feel drowsy and slow down a bit, but then I push through knowing that I've got one more left.

Surprisingly I finished before any of the other girls, as I'm always probably the fifth of the other thirty-two players on the team that finishes.

I start to stretch, pulling my arms above my head and pulling them upwards, relieving my shortness of breath. As the number of girls start to come stand by me, Coach gets a phone call and excuses herself to stand in her office.

We take this time to catch up since I was gone for a whole week.

"Well don't you just look different Em." Chasity tells me, and I look at her with my eyebrows knitted together.

"Is that a...good or bad thing?" I ask her, unsure of the answer she's gonna give me.

"It's a good thing dummy! Even though you're sweaty and shit from practice, you look fucking radiant. And, you carry yourself way differently. Like, come on Em, When was the last time that you were the first finished with running laps?" She asks, and I actually have to think about.

"Never, but that doesn't mean I'm different." I shrug, and she rolls her eyes.

"Em, your layups were perfect. You missed no shots and your movement were quick and sleek, while you usually kiss about two and you sometimes miss a step. Has Mr. Styles and Hawaii change you that much?" She asks and I tell her to lower her voice. I don't want the whole team to know about my boyfriend, and only Chas knows this since Harry picked me up one day from school and took me to lunch and she saw him in his car.

"Oh yeah, right, it's something you don't like to talk about that much. But anyways, he must've put it down or something girl, because you are just looking great on that court." She compliments me, and pats me on the back. I give her a shy smile, and Coach walks back into the gym.

"Hey girls, I have to go and take care of some business. Y'all can leave now and come back at 3 tomorrow afternoon, and don't be late. Love y'all!" She rushes out the door and we all tell her we love her too.

Then we run to the locker room to change, but then I remember I didn't bring any clothes so I just walk to my car after saying bye to everybody.

When I get home, I unlock the door and rush to my room to take a shower, stripping my clothes off and stepping into the glass covered oasis. I turn the heat of the water up high and watch as the steam rises, and then squirted some berry~vanilla shampoo into my hands and rubbed it into my hair. As I lather the shampoo in my hair, the glass door opens and my eyes widen in surprise as I see Harry there, biting his lip.

"What the fuck Harry, you scared me!" I scream, and his mouth opens in disbelief.

"I scared you? You scared me! You said you weren't going to be home until four, it's two!"

I sure did forget to tell him practice was over early...

"Oh shit, yeah practice got done with early today. Coach had an emergency and left." I explain to him, and he nods.

"Alright, well I'll be in the foyer if you're looking for me."

I nod, and he closes the glass door. I resume my hair treatment and rinse the shampoo from my hair, then I squirt some honey conditioner into my hands and lager that into my hair. After I'm finished with that, I rinse it off and then squirt some berry scented body wash onto my washcloth and start to clean the sweat and grime from my body, the hot water cascading my curves, relaxing my tense muscles.

After I rinse the soap off of my body, I hop out and grab a towel from out of the towel holder and wrap it around me, and walk out into my room.

Surprisingly Harry's there in my bed, hands behind his head and feet crossed.

"Thought you were gonna be in the foyer?" I ask him, and he smirks.

"Eh, changed my mind. I wanted to cuddle with you after you're shower." He shrugs.

"Alrighty then." I tell him, dropping my towel and walking over to my dresser to find some panties and a bra.

After I've gotten my undergarments on, I throw on an oversized T-shirt with the letter p on it.

I hop into bed and lay next to Harry, snuggling into his side as he wraps his left arm around my body, pulling me closer to him.

"You know, I love you so much." He whispers into my hair, and I smile.

"Harry, you tell me everyday. But I love you too." I chuckle, and he sits up and hovers over me.

"What's so funny? Because I'll give you something to laugh about."

And then he starts tickling my side, causing me to wriggle side to side and fall into a fit of laughter. My eyes close shut and I try prying his hands off of me.

"Oh. my. fucking. Gah Harry! Stop!" I say in between breaths and I can hear him laughing.

"Guys, shut up!" We hear Luke scream from outside my door and Harry stops his movements, causing me to smirk devilishly.

"Thanks Luke!" I shout out to him.

"Anytime, Emmy!"

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A/N:::This was just a cute short chapter.