Hired for Harry Styles (EDITING)

Chapter 46

Grace's POV

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I awoke with the heavy feeling of Harry's arm resting on my stomach and rolled over to see him still fast asleep, mouth slightly open and breathing silently. His hair, for once, didn't surround his head but was instead brushed back and messy after last nights antics. I blushed at the thought of what me and Harry got up to last night, lifting the duvet to check that yes in fact I was still naked and I assumed Harry was too - I wasn't going to check though, we weren't quite on that level yet.
The regretful feeling that I thought I would feel wasn't there like it usually was the morning after I'd got with a boy, and that usually involved just kissing let alone the whole way. I didn't feel regretful in the slightest. I did what I did because I wanted to and the time and moment felt right.
I began to smile because of this, proud of myself and so happy that I had found Harry to finally clear Luke from my life. I shut my eyes again, warming into Harry's warm, tight grasp and reaching for his hand which I placed a small kiss of thanks onto.

Before I knew it, my eyes fluttered open again at the feeling of movement next to me. I turned round to see a half asleep Harry stretching, rubbing his eyes and then flopping his head down onto the pillow, eyes still shut, and then opening them with a smile and a big breath out.

"Morning Grace," his voice was croaky, more than ever now probably after last nights singing (shouting).

"Morning Harry," I replied and we both beamed at each other before starting to giggle, both thinking about last nights events. "Did you sleep well?" I questioned.

"Very well thank you," he replied, not breaking eye contact. I could look into his eyes forever. "I always do if I work out before bedtime." He finished with a smirk and I gasped, laughing at his comment.

"Harry!" I batted his arm and turned around, reaching for my phone that was laid plugged in on the bedside table. "Fucking hell its 4 in the afternoon." I exclaimed after seeing the time on my phone but not bothering to get up or do anything about it.

"I'm not surprised." He said, his accent showing through clearly. "We got back at, what, half five six, and we must have been at it for about two hours, what do you expect." He spoke as he reached for his phone, giggling when I hit him again.
"I'm joking Grace, come here," he lifted his arm, inviting me to lay on his chest and I obliged right away, squishing up closely. We sat in silence on our phones and I could hear his heart beat and his soft breathing. I smiled to myself feeling content. Harry really was a blessing, he'd taught me so much and looking back on what I was like six months ago, I was so much more confident and..happy.

"What would you like for..actually we couldn't even call it brunch can we, it's almost dinner," Harry asked in a comedic way.

"I don't mind, what have you got?" I asked looking up at his face from his chest.

"Oh I was gonna order something, you're not that special, love." He stroked my hair but I knew it was a joke.

"Where's the gentleman side gone, Harry?" I asked sarcastically , letting him know that I took his comment as a joke. "Umm I don't mind, what do you fancy?"

"You," he replied without missing a beat. This is why girls fall for him so quickly. He does have charm but I was only just falling for it. If not seen it anything more than banter until now.

"Very funny."

"Do you not fancy me either?" He said, pretending to sulk, pushing my head off of him.

"Well I had a lot of you last night and I'm a bit sick of you now," I cheekily replied with a wink and I saw his expression change, he looked into my eyes so much deeper.