Beautiful Disaster (A Harry Styles Love Story)

Chapter Six

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HARRY’S P.O.V.

            My mum walked in my room the next morning and gently woke me up to let me know that we had a snow day today so I could sleep in with Maya who was still fast asleep next to me. My mum smiled at her all bundled up under my comforter and told me to fall back asleep as she left my bedroom.

            We woke up a little bit before noon and laid under the covers together, just gazing at each other and sharing little whispers that really didn’t matter. “It’s so nice waking up in a warm bed rather than hungover on Perrie’s bedroom floor…” Maya whispered as she stretched out.

            I tucked some hair behind her ear. “Can I say something without you getting mad at me?”

            Maya let out a breath. “I already know what you’re going to ask me…”

            “Why are you still friends with them? You can do so much better…” my voice trailed off as I moved my hand to her back and ran it up and down her spine.

            “No one else wants to be friends with me because they know what I’ve done…” she whispered, sounding somewhat ashamed. “I’m lucky I even have you…”

            “Once you get into college it’ll get better and you’ll make amazing friends,” I assured her as I traced the outline of her face. “And you’ll be so happy with yourself.”

            She breathed out a sigh and I lightly kissed her. “I’m really hoping so…”

           

            The next day I felt bad that I hadn’t been hanging out with Perrie that often lately, so I asked her to see if she wanted to hang out after school when she came to my locker in the morning. “Oh my god,” Perrie gushed. “I would love to! We should get coffee or something! I can drive us.”

            “Okay,” I smiled at her and she gave me a tight hug.

            “I’m so excited! I can’t remember the last time we hung out together,” she said with a big smile. Her lips were painted with purple lipstick that surprisingly suited her pale skin and light blonde hair. I on the other hand slept in this morning and only had time to swipe on some mascara and run a brush through my tangled bedhead. “You look so cute today, Maya,” she complimented as she looked at my outfit consisting of light wash skinny jeans and black crop top with a burgundy oversized open sweater on top.

            “You do to,” I told her with a smile. “I love your lipstick.”

            “Oh my god, right?! I’m like obsessed.”

            “It looks awesome,” I assured her and she beamed.

            “Awe, I love you…” Her phone went off with a text. “Zayn’s wondering where I am, I better go find him.” I nodded. “I’ll talk to you later!”

            “Okay,” I smiled and she kissed both my cheeks before she started down the hallway to her boyfriend’s locker.

            I was almost knocked down by someone coming up from behind me and wrapping their arms around my waist. “Talking to Barbie I see?” Harry teased before he whispered in my ear that he loved me.