finally I'm home from work, feet aching and head hurting. I walk into my flat that I shared with my boyfriend of 2 years Harry Styles. This is his first day home from tour, so obviously I was excited to see be home. As I open the door, I see the room filled with tons of red hearted balloons and there was a wonderful scent of spaghetti and a hint of brownies, both my favorite. in the corner I see a small dinning room table with a candle lit, but no sight of Harry. As curious as I was I had to take off my work clothes. I made my way up stairs into our shared bedroom. I slipped out of my work clothes and pull out a baggy pair of Harry's sweats and my One Direction your shirt. As I walk down stairs I hear the faint sound of Harry singing his solo of What Makes You Beautiful in his low sexy voice. My heart raced, I was so excited to finally see him after 3 months. I could tell I was getting closer because he was getting louder. Finally, I saw him, standing there in sweats and no shirt. His body was perfect. Harry has beautiful toned skin and rock hard abs. Not going to lie, I got a little turned on. I felt my self shaking and my heart racing even more as I let out a faint hello with years rolling down my face.
