Trust {Harry Styles}

Bad Idea

Lily's POV.

The Next Day.

"Hey," Harry kissed my cheek and sat next to me on my bed.

"Hi handsome," I attempted to wink at him and received a bunch of laughter from him.

"That was an awful attempt at winking," he grinned and kissed me softly. I stood up and scoffed at him.

"Thanks, I try," I rolled my eyes and pushed him away from me. He fake pouted at me for pushing him away and not letting him kiss me.

"What? I don't like kissing people who make fun of me."

"I'm sorry babe, forgive me?" he looked up at me with his sparkling green eyes.

"Fine, but only because your eyes are too cute to resist," he smiled and kissed me again.

I ran my fingers through his thick, soft hair and pulled gently at it. He goes crazy when I do that.

Harry moaned and sucked on my bottom lip, "Babe..." he trailed off.

"Yes?" I pulled at his hair once more before he pushed me down onto the mattress so that he was on top.

His lips moved to my neck where he left numerous love bites. I wrapped my legs around his torso and ran my fingers down his chest causing him to moan my name out.

He lifted my shirt up and took it off of me before I could say no. I shivered, due to the cold atmosphere, which made Harry pull me closer to him. His body heat radiated off him and instantly warmed me.

He removed his shirt next and tossed it behind him. The sunlight hit his chest perfectly, showing off his muscle movements everytime he shifted his body.

"Harry," I stopped his actions.

"What's wrong?" he furrowed his eyebrows.

"How, um, far is this going to go?" I asked awkwardly.

"As far as you're comfortable, babe," he kissed my forehead.

I smiled, "Could we just stay like this?" I gestured at our almost half naked bodies.

"Of course," his hands roamed up and down my back comforting me.

"Thank you," I looked away from his eyes, "for understanding."

He lifted my chin with his finger and made direct eye contact, "Anything for you."

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3 hours later.

Harry was eating a sandwich while I applied some makeup to my eyes.

We had to leave in about 45 minutes for our 'special meet up'.

I finished putting on mascara when Harry hugged me from behind.

"Almost ready?" he whispered and barely kissed my neck.

"Yeah," I whispered back and looked at the floor.

"Hey," he lifted my chin and made us look at our reflection in the mirror, "Every things going to work out fine."

"How do you know, Harry? What if we get killed or kidnapped or something crazy happens? The note specifically said that I need to go alone. Maybe this is a bad idea," I sighed and sat down.

Harry kneeled down in front of me and took both of my hands, "They must be pretty fucking crazy if they think you're going to show up alone."

I sighed, "What am I supposed to tell Liam? He knows about the letter and he knows it's tonight. He'll go insane if he finds out that I left without him knowing. And what will he say when he finds out I went with you? He doesn't exactly like you..." I put my face in my hands. There's no way this is all going to work out.

I heard Harry stand up and walk away from me. I looked up at him and he was walking towards the front door about to leave.

"Where are you going?" I stood up and grabbed his arm before he could leave me.

"You said it yourself, this is a bad idea. I wouldn't want Liam to get mad about me going with you, maybe you should ask Niall to go with you instead," he pulled his arm out of my grasp and slammed the door shut leaving me by myself.

I sat down on the ground against the front door and rubbed my temples.

What am I going to do?