Bad boy love

part20

Riley's pov: I woke up to Harry holding me so tight. He looked so perfect asleep and I stared at him. "I love having your eyes on me," Harry told me which made me look away from him. I looked at the ceiling and blushed with embarrassment. "Don't stop on my count," he said to me. "Harry. I need to go to the bathroom okay. I'll be right back," I told him. He let go of his grip on me a bit I saw in his eyes that he was afraid to let me go.

"Harry I'll come back I promise you. Trust me I will. I love you," I told him no, I assured him. He looked at me in the eyes and saw I was telling the truth. "Okay, I love you too," he said and let go of me. I walked to his door and closed it shut a bit. I made my way to the restroom, I entered and looked at myself in his mirror. "Riley what are you going to tell Ryan," I said out loud to myself and took out the sigh I was holding in. I washed my face with hot water and left the restroom.

On my way back to Harry's I had bumped into Harry's mom. I looked down at what I was wearing. I saw I was wearing Harry's shirt that barely even covered my panties. "Good morning Ms. Styles," I told her blushing like hell and trying to pull the shirt more down. "Good morning Riley," she said and hugged me. What?  I was confused as hell but I hugged her back. "Thank you for not giving up on him," she said to me and I felt tears hit my shirt.

Harry's door swings open and I see Harry standing at the doorway. "Mom," he says to her in an angry tone. She let's go of our hug and her hands go to my shoulders. She mouths to me, "Thank you love." I smiled and nodded at her. She wiped away her tears and told us, "breakfast will be made soon okay." Harry said to her, "Okay." He's mom walks to the kitchen and Harry steps closer to me. "I thought you left," he said with worried in his voice.

"I wouldn't leave you. I promised," I told him and hugged him. Harry is more sensitive than ever. The first time I met him he was a dick that wanted to rap me or something. But the more I have spent time with him the more I love him. "OMG Harry school," I said and looked up at him. "It's okay my mom excused us already," he looked at me and kissed me. "She can do that," I asked him. "Yeah. It turns out my mom's on your emergency contact because by mom and your mom are friends," he said and I was confused as Fuck that my mom has a decent friend. "Oh," was all I said.

"Kids the food is ready," Ms. Styles yelled from the kitchen. "First one there wins a kiss from the loser," I said and ran to the kitchen. "You're on," I heard Harry say from behind me. He pulled my arm which pulled me behind him. "You cheater, " I shouted. I ran to him from behind and jumped on his back. "What the? Riley," he said. "On my way to victory," I shouted and held my arm in the air as if I was on a horse and I had a sword in my hand. We were on our way to the kitchen when Harry makes a right turn and takes us to the living room. "Harry the kitchen's back there," I said.

"I know my own house Riley," he said and I was confused. We made it in the living room and Harry got my arms, which he picked me up, to flip me in the air, causing me to fall back on the couch. "You cheater," I shouted to the running Harry that was running to the kitchen. I got myself off of the couch that brought those memories of Harry and I doing love on it. I shook those dirty but lovely images off of my head and ran to the kitchen.

I saw Harry sitting on the counter top chair and with a smirk on his face. "I won, " he said to me. I had a mad face on but I was playing around and Harry thought I was mad because he said, "I'm sorry I cheated." I smiled at him and laughed at him. He noticed that I was pretending to be mad at him and he laughed along.

His mom served us our food she made and said, "You guys make a cute couple." Me and Harry looked at each other than back to the plate. I smiled at his mom and placed food in my mouth. She left to her job and kissed us goodbye on our cheeks. "So what are we," Harry asked. I did walk myself into that talk. He looked at me and I looked at my half gone plate of food. "You don't know. Do you," he asked with a worried look on his face. I shook my head no because I didn't know what we are.