Living with the Styles.

Chapter 37

I nodded and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing his lips passionately.

HARRY’S POV:

I woke up the sun shining through the open curtains. I opened my eyes but shut them straight away due to the blinding light. I open them and was shocked to see my girlfriends face smirking down at me.

‘Wow, what time is it?’ I mumbled.

‘10am.’ She giggled. I groaned and turned over, burring my face into her soft white pillow. ‘Come on lazy pants, we have the house to ourselves and I want to do something.’ She kissed my temple and cuddled her face into the crook of my neck.

‘For you, I will. But can we just lie here for a while?’ I asked. She giggled and flopped back onto the bed. I turned over and pulled her until she was cuddled into my chest.

‘I love you Harry.’ She breathed.

‘I love you too gorgeous.’

PIPER’S POV:

We stayed there like this for at least half an hour before Harry got up to take a shower. I’d already got ready so I just checked myself over and sorted my hair out again before heading downstairs. I sat on the island in the middle of the kitchen, grabbed my laptop and turned it on. I went onto ‘Facebook’ and saw that I had an inbox. I clicked on it and saw it was from…

Penny.

‘You little bitch. You don’t deserve Harry. He’s mine. You stay away from him, he doesn’t love you. He never will.’

I rolled my eyes and chuckled to myself. Harry walked in with just a pair of sweat pants on, his hair still a little damp from the shower.

‘What are you laughing at babe?’ Harry asked, coming over and joining me on the island.

‘Just my haters.’ I winked, resting my head on his shoulder, still laughing at the comment. Harry read over the message and chuckled with me.

‘Wow, someone’s pathetic. Anyone can see that I’m in love with you.’ He kissed my forehead, while I breathed in his sent.

‘You’re making me wet Harry.’

‘Well then.’ He said in a cheeky voice.

‘Eww no, I mean your hair is dripping on me you pervert.’ I giggled, pushing him slightly.

‘Sorry love.’ He chuckled.

We did some baking and ended up covered from head to toe in the ingredients. We decided to hosed off in the garden and ended up having a water fight. We sat out in the garden, letting the sun dry up our soaking clothes.

‘We look like rats.’ I chuckled.

‘You do, I look hot.’ He replied, striking a pose.

‘Oh my, how do manage to look so hot when your wet?’ I asked, playing along.

‘It just comes naturally.’ He winked, while I rolled my eyes. He came and lay back down with me and I rested my head against his chest. ‘ I could get used to this heat. It’s so perfect.’

‘It sometimes gets too hot.’ I sighed. ‘I like English weather better. Anyway we should get ready.’

‘Ready?’

‘Oh I forgot to tell you. My parents want to go out for dinner with us and my older brother and his wife. By the way, my brother is very hard to impress, even harder than my dad. But I know he’ll like you, you’re just so likeable.’ I said pinching his cheeks.