Love & Forbidden secrets.

Chapter Twentyfive

I open my eyes and feel an arm wrapped around my body.

I lift my head to find Harry asleep next to me, the silver veins of his eyelids contrasting beautifully with his full pink lips. I adore the way his brown curls fall on to his forhead and the way his nose twitches, causing the small beauty spot under his lip to tremble.

My heart flutters at the realisation that this beautiful man decided to join me in bed, no sex, just pure bonding while we talked about his father when we finally came home last night.

Last night was a fukery.

Once Harry and I calmed down and got ourselves together, we called the emergency car insurance so they toad the car and we took a taxi home. We didn't get home till two in the morning but we just layed on my bed and talk for about half an hour.

He told me what his father used to work as, the traditional family holidays they always used to take to spain, the way his father paid the old ladies in the bakery to make Harry think he had a job there and so many things he was telling me, making him remember the good side of his dad, instead of the bad.

I roll over and bury my face in to the pit of Harrys neck.

I adore the way he still smells so good even after that long night.

He begins to wake up as he places a kiss on my shoulder. He then wraps his bare leg around mine, however we both still have underwear on.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" I speak in to his neck.

"No, you didn't baby" He speaks softly and quietly with such huskyness.

"How are you feel-" I begin to ask but Harry gently pulls me away from him and jumps off the bed.

"Shit!" He runs off out the room.

I follow him.

"What?" I follow him in to the bathroom whilst he hurridly squeezes the paste on to his toothbrush, I stand leaning in the door way.

"Work!" He reminds me.

"Oh fuck!" I practically scream.

I haven't worked in such a long time, I had forgotten I had a job.

First day and I was already running late.

I don't even bother to wait for Harry to get out the bathroom, I jump in to the tub and draw the curtain, taking off my clothes in a hurry.

I throw the clothes behind the curtain and on to the floor.

I turn on the water and begin to get washed, luckily all the soaps are in the shower.

"Argh, I'm probably going to be fired before I even get there! He specifically told me not to be late!" I refer to the boss of the hairdressers, shouting over the water whilst Harry gets washed in the basin.

"Tell him that you had an accident last night so it wasn't your fault. Give him the recipe that the car insurance gave us last night, as proof" Harry speaks in a rush, whilst I wash the shampoo out of my hair.

"You won't need it?" I continue to shout over the water.

"No, Niall is close with the manager so he will help me swerv round being late" Harry finishes by walking out the bathroom.

I hurridly jump out the shower and wrap myself in a towl, and run to my bedroom.

I haven't got time to blow dry my hair, so I tie it in to a bun. I can still feel the water troplets running down my neck. My hair almost looks black because it's wet.