So here's chapter 17! I think it's longer than the last ones, but anyway I hope you enjoy it as much as I did when I wrote it :)
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Emma’s POV
I got up from the matress Brooke had prepared for us to sleep that night. The rest of the girls were still sleeping. I went to the kitchen, still on my pijamas, and I found someone in there. It was a boy with curls, definitely he wasn’t Brooke’s dad. I came a bit closer to him, and noticed he was just wearing boxers. He turned around and saw me standing there. He smiled. It was Harry Styles.
-Hey, good morning.-he said.
-Hi… do you know there’s a thing called ‘clothing’?-I said, pointing at his underwear.
-I know, but I’d rather sleep with just my underwear on.
-Did you sleep here?
-Yes I did. Can I ask you something?
-Sure.
-Are you Zayn’s girlfriend?
-Gi-girlfriend? No, we’re just friends.
I noticed I was starting to blush.
-But, you’re kind of seeing him, aren’t you?
-Well, we only went for a walk once.
We stayed in silence, and then heard someone coming to us.
-What are you two doing here?
-Just talking.-I said.
-Emma, go back to the room please.-Harry told me.
-Alright then, I’ll leave you alone.
And I left the kitchen, winking at my friend.
Harry’s POV
After Emma had left I looked at Brooke, checking her out. I hadn’t realized the night before, but she looked sexy with those pijamas.
-What are you looking at, Styles?-she said, looking a bit disgusted by my actions.
She didn’t seem to be a nice person in the mornings.
-Erm… I was just thinking you look hot in those pijamas.
-And what are you doing in my kitchen with just your boxers on?
-Well, after you fell asleep I took off my clothes so I could be more comfortable. And for the kitchen thing, I’m here because I was starving.
-Take your clothes right now and put them on.
-I know you like me better like this.
-Don’t you play like that, Styles.
-Oh c’mon…
I came a bit closer to her, took her by her waist and kissed her. She started playing with my hair. The kiss was getting more passionate, and I put her on the kitchen worktop while we kept on kissng. We heard a noise which came from the corridor. I didn’t pay attention to it and kept on kissing her neck.
-Harry, stop, it’s my dad.
Shit, I had completely forgotten her dad lived there. I let her go and out her down.
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