You swore.

Just a day

JESS’ POV:

The next morning I woke up to see a sleeping Harry next to me, his bed hair sticking up in different directions and his mouth hanging open slightly. I giggled to myself before slowly and carefully making my way off the bed, I heard him stir so I quickly leapt out of the room, leaving the door just cracked open.

I made my way downstairs, it was so lonely now, the boys didn’t stay over last night because they wanted Harry and I to have “bonding time” when really, we already knew everything there is to know about each other.

I yawned and made my way to the lounge room and turned on the TV, noticing nothing was on. I rolled my eyes when I saw the time, 8:00am, great, why am I even up this early? I sighed and made my way back up to my room where Harry was still passed out on the bed. I might just go grab a Hot Chocolate from Starbucks and come back before Harry wakes up.

I quickly slipped on my black tights, a floral top, and my purple vans. Once I was satisfied I grabbed my phone off the charger, and kissed Harry on the forehead causing him to open his eyes.

“Harry, go back to sleep.”

He opened his eyes and sat up slightly

“Where are you going?”

“Just to Starbucks, I’ll be back in an hour or so.”

“Okay babe, ring me if there’s any problems, ok?”

“Sure thing babe, see you soon.” I smiled at him before watching him drop back on the bed and pull the covers over him.

I giggled to myself and made my way downstairs, and out the front door. I was so thankful Starbucks was in walking distance, I really wasn’t bothered to drive, and I just wanted to breathe in the fresh air.

Once I had finally ordered my usual and a croissant for Harry, I paid the cashier and walked out the door of the restaurant. I kept thinking in my head how lucky I was to call myself ‘Harry Styles’ Girlfriend.’  It was really an honour that he chose me. I continued walking back to my apartment; I saw a figure walk past the kitchen window. Harry must be up! I smiled to myself while making my way up to the door. I let myself in to be greeted by a tired looking Harry.

I kissed him softly on the lips and he kissed back. I started to pull away but he pulled me back.

“Stay.” He mumbled, and then continued kissing me.

I kissed him for longer, enjoying the time that we had until we were disturbed by the door being pushed open again.

“OH GOD, GET A ROOM.” Louis yelled, Liam nudging him in the ribs.

I laughed to myself as I handed Harry the croissant for Harry, he smiled at me and began devouring it. Everyone made their way into the lounge room and sat down, watching whatever on TV. I decided to head up to my room, mainly because nothing on TV interests me. I walked upstairs, opening the door to my room and shutting it again. I grabbed my laptop off my desk and sat it on the bed with me. I unlocked the laptop, opening up to twitter. I did my usual, read hate, read hate, read hate, read a few nice ones, and scroll through my news feed. You may all be thinking, “Why the hell would she read the hate?” Well, it actually motivates me, I read it every day, it makes me feel better that I’m doing something better than sitting in front of some type of electronic device hating on someone I don’t even know.

I shut my laptop and walked out onto my terrace. I grabbed my guitar that was resting up against the door and took it out with me. I just started strumming, when there was a knock on the sliding door. I turned around to see Harry walk through and close the door behind him.