Who Knew (1D Fanfic) :)

"Harry Styles, Style My Hair!"

Hi, if you're emotional I would have the tissues ready for this chapter, okay thanks. :)

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AUDREY’S POV

I woke up to the sound of faint snoring into the back of my head, and an arm wrapped around my waist.

Oh, no. We didn’t… you know… did we? I don’t think so. The last thing I remember is my eyelids feeling droopy when I was playing with his hair watching the Lion King.

I gently removed his arm from around me and stood up, I’M NOT WEARING PANTS. What is going on? I looked at my bottom half to see the lacy zebra print underwear, to Harry’s T-Shirt that lightly covered his body, to see if Harry had pants on. He didn’t. Well, he wasn’t going to sleep in his jeans. He had a reason to be sleeping without pants.

I looked at the clock, its 9:35. We’re probably going to leave here around 11 for the hospital, because we should probably stop and get Harry some clothes. I can’t believe I had a child-like sleepover with Harry Styles!

Running a hand through my hair, I picked out an outfit and stepped into the bathroom. Looking myself in the mirror, I would have screamed again if Harry weren’t asleep. I am such a different person than I was yesterday at this time. I shook my head and stripped, then stepping in the shower.

As soon as I stepped out of the shower, I pulled on my light pink mini dress from Jack Wills, my oversized heart necklace, INFINITY necklace that Bailey gave me when she was a little girl, my LOVE, FAITH, and HOPE bracelets and black heart earrings.

I combed through my hair, flicking it a couple of times so it was easier for it to air dry. Opening the door, I saw Harry, wrapped in a blanket and sitting up in bed, looking at his phone.

“Good morning,” I said, walking towards him. He smiled at me, his dimples really showing.

“Morning love,” He said, patting the side of the bed telling me to sit down.

I sat down, crossing my legs. “Um, this is a bit awkward, but the last thing I remember last night is playing with your hair watching the Lion King…” I said, playing with the ends of my hair. He chuckled.

“I figured. You were pretty out of it. I was falling asleep in the middle of the film so I looked to see if you were still awake, and you weren’t, so I woke you up and took you to your room, but you wanted me to stay.” He said, putting his phone down and turning towards me.

“Well, um, that’s embarrassing,” I said, blushing lightly. He chuckled lowly, pushing my hair out of my face.

“So, anything today? Oh, the hospital!” He said, answering his own question.

“Yeah, you can shower here if you would like and we can stop at your house so you can get clothes,” I said, tracing lines up and down my leg.

“Or, when you’re ready we can go to my house and I can get ready and you can meet Louis and maybe Eleanor if she’s there,” He said, standing up to reveal just his boxers and white T-Shirt.

“Taking me home to meet the family already?” I joked, sliding off of the bed. I smoothed my dress and he smiled, shaking his head.

“They aren’t family, just amazingly close friends,” He said. I shrugged. “I should probably tell Louis that you’re going to be there, though, wouldn’t want to walk in on something. That has actually happened before,” He laughed.

“I didn’t need to know that,” I shouted, walking back into the bathroom.

Eleanor is so gorgeous and absolutely flawless there is no way I am going to feel pretty by her, like really why can I not look like her. I sighed, putting on my light makeup and blow drying my hair. I just had to curl it a bit more slightly so it cascaded down my back almost perfectly. I smiled at my reflection, turning on my heels and walking towards my shoe closet.