Suspicions (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 33

"Robin?" the familiar deep voice sounds from beside me. I look at him standing.  next to the open window, the look in his eyes tells me he's sorry, even though he's hardly said anything.

"Harry." I don't have much to say to him. "How'd you find me?"

"Jason told me. He said to give you some time." I nod looking down at my knees. "I could leave  if you want."

I shake my head. "No, this was bound to happen."

Harry comes over and sits next to me but keeps a little distance, knowing I'm annoyed at him.

No, I'm not angry, just annoyed. I'm more angry at myself for trustig someone I've known for only a month.

"Where is it?" I ask after a silence.

"My flat." he replies.

"We're burning it when we get back." I announce. If he can't do it on his own then I'll be there to make sure he does.

"We?" he seems shocked.

"Well yeah." I shrug.

"I thought by the way you reacted that you didn't want anything to do with me."

I look at him. "One slipup isn't the end."

He smiles slightly and I shuffle over to him burying my face in the crook of his neck. He puts an arm around my back and we sit together cuddling under the stars.

"What's everyone doing?" I mumble.

"They're playing strip pocker. Didn't seem very fazed by your punch. " he chuckles.

"Hey, I'm not one of those girls who tug hair and claw at eachother with nails. I like to punch and kick. Especially when it comes to balls." I smile cheekily into his neck.

"You like mine too much," he winks. "And we wouldn't want to have deformed kids."

"What?" my eyes widen, he's thought about this?

"Well, I mean... not now...in the future... maybe if ..you want to... you know..." I laugh at his stumbling

"Yeah, kids would be nice in the future." I smile into his neck, beginning to nibble at his earlobe, slowly kissing my way to his sweet spot, making him defenceless.

I run a gentle hand over his torso and lift his top up teasingly before pulling back abruptly. "Let's go play poker yeah?"

I laugh as I jump back through the window and hear Harry yell "Tease!".

I walk back to the messy room finding Niall in only his boxers, a shirtless Zayn and a pantless Violet.

" Room for two? "

* * *

" You cheat! You couldn't have !

" You wouldn't be able to not be it on christmas with no everybody." An obviously drunk Niall blabbers.

"I did not cheat! Check if you have to!"

Zack reaches to pat me down but earns a deathly glare from hot jealous and slightly tipsy Harry.

" Look who's jealous!  Robin, I think you should show your man that you can do whatever you want to! " Liam snaps mockingly.

In my drunken state,  I stand and lift my top over my head and shimmy out of my jeans.

Claps and cheers echo through the room and Harry pulls me back down onto the seat.

" Just think that you are the only one who can have me. " I whisper in Harry's ear.

The rest of the night was a blur, more people stripping and Niall passed out on the bean bag.

* * *

Me and Harry are left alone in my childhood bedroom, everyone having fallen asleep somewhere or other. I stumble over to Harry kissing him messily and both of us fall back onto the bed laughing but soon falling dead asleep.

That was the best sleep I've ever had.