We've met [h.s]

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- Caitlyn -

"Your sister is cute when she sleeps."

"No she is not."

"She fucking always is.

"Yeah, she's hot."

"And she's mine."

"Did you have sex?"

I groaned, hearing voices above me.

"You should fuck off, I wanna lay with her for another moment before she kicks me out."

"What the fuck is.." I opened my eyes and screamed. Harry laid his hand on my mouth to shush me. "Get out of my room! Now!" I snapped to my brother and his friend. They chuckled and left. I groaned again and fell back on the bed. "I'm tired."

"You should stay home from college today." His voice is even deeper from sleep. He wraps his arms around me, pulling me back. Without hesitating, I push my back into his torso. "Did we fall asleep last night? Or this fucking morning?" He chuckles deep. "Yeah we did. You looked so beautiful and in peace, I decided I shouldn't wake you. So I fell asleep too."

"You're taking advantage from my sleepy state." I tease him. His lips go to my neck, kissing me repeatedly. "Hm, I really should go to college," I say, without making any movements. His tongue swipes over my neck, before biting down and kissing over it. "You could stay, right?" He smirks, knowing he's gonna win this, I know it too. He places both of his hands on my thighs. I nod. "Tell me." He squeezes my thighs. "I'll stay home." He smiles through the kisses on my neck.

"Honey! I'm gonna take the kids to school and then I'll go to work, see you tonight. Love you!" I hear my mom yelling from downstairs. "Love you mom!" I yell back trying to hold back my moans. God I'm thirsty. Good thing my mom doesn't know that Harry is up here.

Harry turns me around. "How about, I make you breakfast, so you can get dressed." He kisses my forehead. I smile and nod. He gets up from the bed. I gasp, seeing he's only in his boxers, looking incredibly hot may I add. "I always sleep naked or in boxers, so you should thank me." I laugh.

While he's making breakfast, I get up to look through my clothes. Thank God I got new clothes last week. I grab my muscle tank, and a jeans short.

Minutes later, I'm dressed and my mascara is done. I quickly brush my hair. I smile at myself in the mirror, happy with the sight. "Amen," I chuckle before walking downstairs to see Harry laying pancakes on our plates. I smile. I've wanted this for so long, now he is here in front of me, cooking. My hero, my old school crush and the famous guy. Harry Styles.

Harry sees me and shoves back the chair, before pushing to the table. "You look hot, babe." He bites on his lip and my heart flutters.

"Thanks babe, so do you." I smile, pleased with his bare upper body. "I love your tattoos." He grins. "Thanks, and thanks. I do too." We both start eating our pancakes. "So, although I probably already know the answer, fangirl, is your favorite one?"

He chuckles. "The ship. I feel like it could take me away any minute. It keeps me going to be honest. Although I love all of them."

I'm pleased with the answer, the ship it's my favorite too. God, it's everyone's favorite, even Obama's favorite! Jesus, I'm such a fangirl.

When we're done eating, Harry helps me with the dishes. "You know, I really miss these small things, like doing dishes and stuff. I only do them sometimes, at my mother's."

"Lucky you then. It's horrible!" He laughs. "Yeah, but those are the small things I miss doing. I don't like growing up." My heart aches. I know exactly what he's talking about. "Me neither." We stay quiet for a while, not an awkward silence, a peaceful one.

-

"Cait, please just come in the water!" Harry calls me from out of the sea. "It's dark as fuck, Harry! Please come out before you get sick!"

Harry and I laid on the couch the rest of the day. It's so weird to lay next to a guy who's famous as hell, tho, it felt like we always known each other. Later on the day, he went to rehearsals.

At the moment, we were on the beach, Harry made me go. Not that I didn't want to be here. I love being with him, but it's like 11 p.m.

"Come on! Don't make me come get you!" Harry keeps yelling at me. I laugh, "Oh please! Shut the fuck up Harold!" He gaps offend. "Don't you call me Harold, Caitlyn!" I laugh even harder. "Don't call me Caitlyn!"

"Thought I wasn't allowed to say Cait?" I can almost see his grin from here, through the dark. "Fuck off!" I hear Harry's laugh, his laugh which gives me chills.

I love his laugh. It's like a lighter. When it's dark, you light it, and it makes light. Light, that keeps you from the darkness. Light, that keeps you going.

I was lost in my thoughts, because when I look at the sea, Harry is gone.

"Boo."

I scream, till my longs feel sore. "Jesus Harry! Omg! Fuck you! What the hell!" Harry's laugh shatters over the beach. "You should have seen your face! Even in the dark you could see it!" I roll my eyes, but chuckle anyway.

He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me up. "Wait- No, no, no Harry! Don't you fucking put me in the water! If I get sick, hell you can pay medication!" He laughs again, laying me on his shoulder. He walks to the sea. "Harry!" I yell once more before he throws- not even slowly putting me down, into the water. Oh shit this is cold. "Fuck you!" As fast as I can I swim to Harry again.

I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. Because he is standing like he sits, I'm practicality straddling him. "Does anyone know you're here?" I look at him. "No, they would all throw questions at me, and I wanted to be back as fast as I could." He smiles, and so do I. "How about your mom?"

I tell him I didn't tell her; my brother didn't either. I don't know why, maby he likes Harry. I also tell him that after dinner when he was at the door, I told her it was Stella and that I didn't know when I'd be back.

He lays his hands on my bum, so I can't fall off his legs. "Smart ass girl," he chuckles. I shift, because I almost fell off. "Fuck." He hisses. "What?"

"Do that again." He instructs me. Shifting? What the hell? I shift again, this time slower. He groans. Without thinking, he crashes his lips to mine. My mind immediately reacts to his actions. He wraps his tongue around mine. Again, I roll my hips. He moans into my mouth, "Fuck, Cait." I flush and keep going. His huge hands squeeze my bum.

"Say cheese!" We both snap up to the beach at the moment we see a flash. A guy with a freaking big camera looks at us. "Shit." I hear Harry next to me. Before we even move, the guy is gone, out of sight. "This wasn't suppose to happen." He mumbles while taking my hand and pulling me out of the water.