Free Falling (A Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 8

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(HANNA'S POV)

All I really remember was walking back from the balcony and sitting down next to Zayn and Liam then talking to them about Harry. I guessed I past out. I felt really bad that I had fell asleep. On his couch. My eyelids fluttered open and I looked to see my head on Zayn's lap and my legs on Liam's. Niall and Louis were on the floor with video game controllers in their hands. I giggled and looked around expecting Harry. But I didn't see him anywhere.

I tried to get off of them as swiftly and quietly as possible. I made one move and them Zayn grabbed my arm and cuddled it. I whimpered and tried to pry my arm off of him. "Need help?" A deep voice asked. I jumped startled, but turning out to be Harry. He was shirtless and only in boxers. I bit my bottom lip and looked away. He must've noticed because he chuckled. "Um..sure." He leaned his hand out to me and I hesitantly took it and he pulled me up and grabbed my waist and I finally got up without waking either of them up. 

Since he grabbed my waist, we were only inches apart. I was breathing heavy looking into his sparkling green eyes. His hand as still snaked around my waist. My hands were on his biceps. "Thank you." I said in a whisper. He smiled and looked at my lips. "Your welcome." He whispered  back sending shivers down my spine. I bit my lip and had the urge to kiss him. So badly. I was so tempted, but held myself back. I let go, braking the grip we had on each other. He looked sad when I did.

"What time is it?" I asked looking for my bag. "8. Why?" My eyes widened and panic rushed over me. "Shit. I'm late. Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap." Harry looked over at me. "What?" He whisper/yelled from the kitchen. "I'm late for my work and it will count double late if I walk and that's two strikes and if i'm late again--" Harry cut me off and laughed. "I will drive you. No big deal." I looked over at him in disbelief. He was grabbing his eyes. "No it' re--" Once again, I got interrupted. This boy should be the cut off king, I swear. "Trust me, I'd rather drive you than you having to walk. Something might happen." He smiled at me then exited the flat. I bit my lip again and ran out to his car.

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"This is it?" Harry parked in front. "Yeah. Thanks." He smiled and shook his head. "No problem." I opened the car door and hesitated before leaving. I shook it off and got out. He drove away and I frowned. I sighed and ran up to my floor.

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I threw my bag down in my chair and saw Samantha laughing and turned around. "I wouldn't be surprised if you got fired today." I laughed and then got really close to her. "Shut up." I turned around and made my way to my boss's office. 

I knocked and she opened the door. She sighed and looked at me with her arms crossed. "I'm disappointed in you Miss King. You are three hours late which counts as two strikes." I looked at her hopelessly. "I know! But I oversle--" "I bet you did. You'll be here for three extra hours. Now go start your work." She slammed the door and I groaned. Yay.

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From: Liam

Sorry I wasn't awake when you left. The lads were thinking if you could come to the pub (more like a club) tomorrow?" 

I bit my lip in thought. I couldn't risk being late again. Maybe I could just stay for a few hours?

To: Liam

Sure..maybe for a few hours. Got in trouble for being late today. Sorry got to go. Talk to you later.

I sent it and thought of what had happened yesterday and today. Seeing Harry was making me get butterflies again.

All over again.

Hello lovelies! Making a quick update! Thank you for the votes and reads! Really appreciate it! Hope you liked it! Sorry it's short but I have to be somewhere. May be some mistakes! Write later, xx :)