Existence Of Love [Harry Styles Fanfiction/A Mermaid Tale]

41. "Like a Mermaid, Maybe."

I woke up to light streaming into the room from the window, slightly heating up the sheets that were covering my body. I opened my eyes and saw dust motes lightly moving in the air in the sunlight. I turned my head to search the bed, but it was empty, only ruffled sheets of Harry's side had me know that last night, he was here.

I climbed out of the comfort involuntarily and yawned, stretching my arms in front of me while I exited the room. The smell of a morning breakfast had danced in the air in front of my nose, and voices were heard coming from downstairs. But one didn't belong to the five guys I have spent more than twenty-four hours with.

I ran down the steps as fast as I could, feeling like I was flying with a huge smile on my face. I ran past the living room, turning to my left and as I swerved around the corner- there he was; laughing and sitting on one of the kitchen chairs.

"Travis!" I exclaimed, running over to him and almost knocking him out of the chair. "Oh, I missed you!"

"Hey, you." He says calmly, tangling up my hair at the top of my head while he ruffled his hand through. I pulled away from him and fixed it. "How'd you sleep?"

"With my eyes closed."

"Someone caught on to sarcastic answers, I see." Travis stated.

I smiled and shrugged, my hair a mess around my shoulders from the bed.

"It was a literal answer. You sleep with your eyes closed."

"Har-Har, princess." He rolled his eyes.

"Good morning, Evanjaline." Liam sang from the stove.

"Good morning." I finally looked over everyone else who was in the kitchen. "Where's Harry?"

"I'm right here. You ran right past me." Harry's slow raspy voice said from behind me. I turned around and saw him enter through the living room.

"Sorry," I replied, stepping up and hugging myself against him. He was a bit taken aback, but wrapped his arms around me with a kiss to the top of my head. "Good morning."

"Good morning." He chuckled.

"All things going good with you two?" Travis sasses, sending me a wink.

"Yes." I answered, pulling away. "Harry and I had slept together last night."

Louis choked and spit up his drink back into his cup and everyone was silent.

"We only went to bed- sleep. Sleep is all we did." Harry hurried, taking in each stare that was thrown at us. "Nothing else."

"Oh, sorry." I smiled, my thumb nail going to my mouth to hold back my laughter.

Everyone gave a nervous sound and returned to what they were doing.

"Oh, Eva," Travis started. "I brought some of your clothes over. A request from Harry."

"Don't you like me wearing your clothes?" I jokingly ask the curly hair man standing next to me.

"No, of course I do!" He quickly said, handing flying out in front of him for defense. "I just thought that you'd be more comfortable in your own clothes, that's all."

"Well, thank you for always making sure I'm comfortable." I leaned up and kissed his cheek.

"None of that lovey crap at breakfast." Liam teased, setting down a plate of French toast, scrambled eggs, and hash browns. "Dig in."

As I picked at my toast and the boys devoured the food, I looked to Travis. "Not that I'm hating on your presence, Travis, but why are you here?"

"I'll let Harry explain that." He said, having to swallow the food that was in his mouth before answering. I looked to the boy at my right.