"Ugh," I said, looking at my clothes in the closet. "I have no idea what to wear !"
I was still in my pajamas, my hair was up in a messy bun, and I couldn't choose my outfit for the day.
"But you look beautiful in anything." Harry hugged me from behind. He was still in his boxers.
"Shut up." I blushed and put my hands on his arms that were resting around me. "Choose for me!"
"Uhmm," he says as he scanned the closet, then was distracted by something else. "Look, that skirt is the same color than these pants of mine"
"Oh, yeah," I laughed. "that's like the exact same color!"
The skirt was a shade of red. It was really cute and I didn't wear it yet.
"Haz, let's dress alike." I say and he chuckles. "Oh, come on! It'll be fun."
"Anything for you, beautiful."
I ignored my furious blush, looked at his clothes and grabbed a white t-shirt and grey hoodie along with the red pants. I took my skirt, a white tshirt and a grey cardigan.
"There." I gave him the clothes, smiling excitedly for some reason as he just smiled, looking at me with those bright green eyes that shine every time he looks at me since we started going out. I stared back and bit my lip. We were having one of those moments again, weren't we? I think he started leaning in, but I said,
"I shower first!" and ran away quickly. I was going to lock myself in the bathroom, but he grabbed me by the waist and said,
"Thought you could escape, huh?"
"Stop!" I squeaked. "Let me goooo!" I tried to get out of his grip but he was holding me too tightly. I managed to turn around to face him but he still was holding me.
"I didn't get my kiss," He said, and I sighed as I got lost in his eyes once again. His grip wasn't tight anymore as we both leaned in, so I ran away just before our lips met. My only escape was outside now, and I opened the door as fast as I could, got out and closed it behind me, and started giggling like crazy, although I was feeling bad for Harry. Kinda.
"What the hell was going on in there?" Louis said, and I jumped. He was standing a few meters away with Eleanor. I was still in my PJs which were shorts and tshirt, and my hair was a total mess now. I was breathing heavily from running, my cheeks were burning and I was still laughing.
"I... Uh, he..." I tried to explain, but I heard the door open slowly. I wasn't fast enough, so I didn't have the time to run away this time - Harry's lips crashed into mine.
"Oh. My. God." I heard El say, giggling. I didn't pay attention, all that mattered was my half-naked boyfriend and his lips against mine. I don't think he realized someone else was there because he was really into the kiss, and deepened it in seconds. I pushed him away, and he smirked when he realized we weren't alone.
"I never, ever, ever want to see that again." Lou shaked his head. Eleanor was smiling widely. Harry looked at me with a mischievious smile, and I bit my lip, knowing what he was going to do. He winked at Louis, and kissed me again.
His hands were on my hips while mine were around his neck. I think I heard Lou fake vomiting. Just to annoy his mate, Harry pushed me against the door. I put my legs around his waist and he pulled me up.
"STOP MAKING BABIES!" Louis screamed and I smiled against Harry's lips. "EVAAAA!" He called my bestfriend and she came out.
"What do you - OH MY GOD."
At this point I wondered how Eleanor wasn't dead yet. She was laughing so hard. I slowly pushed Harry away and he let me down. Everyone was just staring and I raised an eyebrow.
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Make Me Believe.
FanfictionHarry Styles is a player. He never stays with a girl for more than a week, and everyone knows it. Emily Blake is a 17 year old that never believed in the magic that is love. In fact, she hates the idea of it. She can't stand needing somebody. Her be...