"Good morning beautiful" I heard Harry whisper in my ears as soon as I opened my eyes
"Good morning" I looked at him and I smiled
"What time is it?" I asked
"9" 9? what day is it?
"It's Saturday" he said and I heard him chuckle
He probably noticed my shocked face expression
I was about to get up when I felt strong arms push me back to bed
"Stay for a little bit more" he begged as he wrapped his arms around me pushing me closer to him and back to the bed
He was so warm I felt my eyes getting heavier I nodded and seconds later I drifted back to sleep
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Harry's POV
She went to sleep so quickly she looked tired I kept staring at her flawless face I can never get enough of her
I love her I really do
I rested my head on top of hers and I closed my eyes soon enough I went back to sleep
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"Harry do you like this" she asked as she kept spinning around showing me the 3rd dress she have tried tonight
It was perfect but I didn't want her to wear it, it was so tight it showed every curve she had, it would drive me fucking insane to see other men looking at her
"I like the second one more" I told her
"But it wasn't fit at all" she pouted as she started taking off the 3rd dress
"But I liked it" I walked closer to her and I held her from the waist and I started planting kisses on her neck
"Harry we don't have time" she whined as she pushed me away
I laughed and I sat back on the edge of the bed waiting for her to decide on what to wear
After trying 5 more dresses she sat down on the floor wearing only her underwear
If only we weren't in such a hurry I would take her right there right now
"I have nothing to wear" she pouted
"Are you serious?" My eyes were wide open in shock
She had hundreds of dresses but here she is sitting down on the perk of crying and she's saying she has nothing to wear
She nodded she was about to cry she was so stressing herself out
"Wear the green one" I pointed at the last dress she tried on
"You like it?" She asked with desperation in her eyes
I tried to hold myself from laughing she was as usual overreacting
"Yes I do" I told her for what seemed the thousand time today
"You like it you don't love it I won't wear it" she started going through her closet again
"No no I love it" I corrected myself
"It's my befriends engagement party I should at least look presentable" she complained while looking through her closet again
"You'll look gorgeous regardless of what you wear" I told her
It's the truth she always look good
She rolled her eyes in disbelief
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Bella's POV
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Storm (Harry Styles)
Fanfiction"It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake. - Frederick Douglass" To me he was that storm but do birds really sing after a storm?
