I'm dying, slowly and painfully.
I hate periods.
My stomach cramps, I crave all kinds of sweets, and I can't have sex with Harry fucking Styles. This is Hell, complete and utter Hell.
I woke up to find Mother Nature left me a present for her monthly visit. Thankfully, Harry was still asleep while I controlled my situation. When I walk back into my room, he's rose up in bed, rubbing his sleepy eyes. He smiles when he sees me.
"Babe." He calls in his morning voice, holding his arms out for me. I crawl on the bed beside him and lay down, resting my head on his chest. He kisses my hair. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah, I did. Did you?"
"I slept very well." He answers. "I hope you got enough rest for what I've got in store today." I blush. We can't do that, damn it.
"Uh....we can't do anything sexual today Harry." I say. He gives me a quizzical look. "It's that time of the month." I blush like crazy.
"Aww, my poor baby." He pulls me closer to him. "How about we go to my house and just cuddle, watch some movies, eat some ice cream?" He suggests.
"That actually sounds great." I smile. He's so understanding. "Can we go now?"
"Let's get dressed." He chuckles. I nod and get up from my warm, cozy bed yet again.
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Now, we're at Harry's house watching Frozen and eating ice cream.
He keeps doing things for me, it's kind of weird. Like, I'm used to doing everything for him. Literally, I haven't really walked by myself all day. The only time I've walked on my own is when I'm going to the bathroom. Anywhere else, I'm being carried by Mr. Styles himself.
"Baby." He calls. I look up from my bowl of ice cream to him.
"What?" I ask.
"You look so cute and happy just eating ice cream." He smiles, showing his cute dimples.
"I'm happy cause I'm with you." I say. He smiles wider, if that's even possible, then pulls me onto his lap.
I dip a spoonful of ice cream then offer it to him. He opens his mouth wide. I feed it to him but purposefully get some on the tip of his nose.
"Oh, I know you just didn't do that." His tone is playful.
"Oh, I did." I giggle. He dips his finger in the ice cream then smears it all over my cheeks.
"Now I'm sticky!" I whine.
"Either way, you ended up being sticky today. Who knew?" A grin stretches across his face.
"You're such a pervert." I say, eating another spoonful of ice cream.
"Yeah but you love me." He chuckles.
"Yes, I do." The words are out of my mouth before I can control it.
Do I actually love Harry? Or was it just me being dumb?
Wait....I think I may actually love him....
Oh, God.
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