fire | harry styles

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>> little black dress i won't do you no harm <<

[ANGEL]

Harry's bare chest was gently rising up and down and with my head laid on top of it, the slow motion eventually woke me up. His bedroom was at its usual state, dimly lit, as I glance around the room and then looked up at his sleeping figure. All of last nights events came back to me along with a pounding headache.

He admitted he has feelings for me. The man who I never thought had the capability of having true feelings for others finally admitted how he feels for me. I couldn't keep lying to myself that I didn't feel the same way towards him, there's just something so alluring to him that's constantly driving me back to him.

The silly blanket covered only our lower regions as my bare chest was pressed up against his side and his arm wrapped around my upper back. Never in a million years would I have imagined myself in this state with him.

His long lashes barely fanned over his cheeks, his lips slightly parted with a soft snore and his long curls spread around his pillow. My nails gently traced his butterfly tattoo on his chest and at the contact he shifted slightly. I quickly backed my hand away, not wanting to waking him up but it was too late. He scrunched up his eyebrows and rubbed his eyes with his other hand while letting out a groan.

"I didn't mean to wake you," I said shyly. He lifted his head enough to look down at me and our position while a small smirk took over his lips. I propped myself on one elbow, my other arm placed on his torso, as I reached up to peck his lips. His hand went to my jaw as he kissed back, gently pressing his lips against mine and swiping his tongue on my bottom lip before I pulled away.

"We should get ready," He half smiled, his voice raspy in the morning. I nodded my head and lifted myself from him. "Do I have another photoshoot today?" I asked as his naked body got off the bed and he started heading for the bathroom.

"Not today."

"Then why am I coming?" I tried not to sound too pushy so he wouldn't go off, knowing him too well. He simply shrugged his shoulders, still with his back turned to me.

"Afraid I'll run off again?" I teased.

He turned around to face me, a full smirk taking over his face, "Not this time." Then he disappeared into the shower leaving me on the bed to recollect myself.

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Harry and I sat in the back of the car as Niall drove us to his building. We were both silent in the back but it was a comfortable silence, neither one of us having to say anything even after he placed his hand on my thigh once we got in the car.

When we arrived Niall was quick to open the door for Harry and I, giving me a questioning look when I passed by him. I mouthed, "I'll tell you later." and he nodded his head before leaving with the vehicle.

Harry reached for my hand and intertwined our fingers which caught me by surprise, despite our feelings for each other I didn't think he'd be one for holding hands. He led me into his building, the employees giving some stares at us which I already expected. Harry walked in his usual confident and intimidating state while I felt shy with everyone looking at us. We went straight for the elevators to be locked in, just the two of us.