Kissy |HS|

Ch. 22

LUNAS POV

I woke up, groaning and clutching my stomach in pain.

For the last four days, its been constant cramps and swinging emotions and no Harry. Yesterday, the red wave finally hit, it was shark week, and it all made sense why everything seemed to have made me livid or tearful.

I was avoiding letting Harry know, which I haven't had to yet considering he'd been so busy, and it's not like I'm embarrassed or ashamed.

I've just been so sexually aroused at the mere thought of him every minute of every hour of everyday...I could never control myself!

Okay, and maybe there was a little embarrassment. I won't lie, I have zero control of the way I feel for the next 6 days. I couldn't even get through the grinch without crying.

Who's to say I won't make a complete ass out of myself.

Holding my breath, I stood up and waddled over to the bathroom as I squeezed my legs together.

Plopping onto the toilet, I dropped my head into my hands and rubbed my face. I just wanted to sleep until everything was over. No more cast, no more bleeding, bye bye vagina, I've decided to be a man.

My attention snapped over to my phone, Harry's name popping up a long with a picture that he took of him smiling.

I furrowed my eyebrows deciding if I wanted to answer.

Sighing, I accepted the call and stuck the device between my shoulder and my ear as I finished my bathroom business.

"Hey Harry." My tone sweet and calm.

"Hello love, Wasn't too sure you'd be awake," he let out a soft chuckle, causing me to smile.

"I just woke up, couldn't sleep again."

He let out a soft hum, "because of your cast?"

I nodded my head, even though he couldn't hear it. "Uh yeah," I said, partially lying. By now I'd gotten use to sleeping with the cast, and more often using Harrys pillow tactic so that I could sleep comprtably on my side.

But, since I'm on my period, I can't sleep in any position.

"Har, how come you're awake?" I queried. Normally he called this late if he was back home.

"I had to make sure you're awake."

I drew my eyebrows into a pinch, and walked out of my room to go grab some cramp relief.

"what do you mean?"

"I mean-" before he finished his answer, a tall figure stepped in front of me, causing me to stumble.

"You guys really have to start locking your door." He finished his sentence and hung up his phone.

I frowned, still holding my phone up. "Harry, what're you-" I huffed and turned my phone off, shoving it into my pocket.

"What are you doing here?"

He pressed his lips together, smiling just enough to show his dimples. All he did was give me a kiss and walk into the kitchen, turning alight on.

"Well, I haven't seen my girlfriend in four days, and I've had to resort to short texts and conversations with her."

He handed me a thing of beautiful pink gradiant flowers and set two bags down on the counter. I was still left mystified at what he was doing here at 10.

He turned his back to me and went through the cabinets. I took this as my chance to be snoopy.

Peering into one of the bags he set down, I glowered and held up chocolates, red hots candy, and a jasmine tea. The only things I craved when I was on my period.

Harry turned back around and brought his eyes to mine.

"How did you know?"

He pursed his lips and tapped his chin. "Uh, Avery might have mentioned something."

I groaned and face palmed, silently cursing Avery for having such a big mouth.

I peered through my fingers, watching as Harry minded his own business while he put things away.

I dropped my hands and dragged myself off of my seat and to him. For one, I was tired and didn't want to be annoyed at him for being who he was.

Secondly, I missed him more than I thought. And I've never had anyone do something like this, out of the pure kindness of their heart.

I sighed and pressed my body against Harrys, too lazy to bring my arm around his waist. I nuzzled my face into his sweater and before I could even comprehend, I was tearing up.

Great, I'm humiliating myself.

I tried what I could to be as quiet as possible, sniffling as he wrapped his arms around me and rested his chin on the top of my head.

Eventually I couldn't mask it and Harry had figured it out.

"Love, why are you crying?" He rubbed my back and waited for me to muster up a coherent answer.

I sniffled again and kept my face buried into his clothes, mumbling, "you smell really good."

My words came out soft and cracked, like a sad child. I felt his chest rise and fall as he let out a chuckle.

"Awe honey, I didn't know that would make you sad," he claimed sympathetically.

I pulled away from him and sobbed, the water works refusing to shut off.

I looked up at him with teary eyes and pouted. "It doesn't make me sad, it makes me happy." As I spoke, the tears came more forcefully, my face scrunched up. Thats right, I was full on blubbering right in front of Harry.

He laughed, holding his hand to his stomach and grabbed my face. Using the pads of his thumbs to wipe my tears away.

"Yes, you seem overjoyed," he said. His touch felt warm and comforting.

He knew everything right to do, and at this point my heart had just been completely overwhelmed with happiness. It was an emotional malfunction on my end.

I wiped my tears with the sleeve of my shirt and brought my eyes to Harry.

He smiled sweetly, still holding my face between his hands. "No more tears sweetheart."

He kissed my forehead, bringing his hands to mine and holding them. Or what he could of one.

I smiled softly, pressing my lips to his. "I'm sorry Har."

He laughed and wrapped his arms around me once again.

"You've absolutely no reason to be sorry love, you're a woman, its natural." He spoke with serenity.

"Doesn't it weird you out a little?" I queried, assuming from the get go that he'd respond like any other male.

He shook his head, pursing his lips, "I've grown up with it. As I said, it's natural. Nobody can blame a gender for what they can't control."

I smiled. Sometime I'll have to thank his mother for bringing him into this world, and raising him the way she did.

"Thank you, for everything Harry."

He nodded and kissed me once more before we made our way to the couch.

He popped in a movie and sat down, pulling me closer to him. I didn't hesitate as I leaned into his body.

Suddenly my cramps felt like nothing and I was more relaxed than ever.

I guess if you're ever in need of comfort, just call Harry Styles.

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Much love!