My Forever (Harry Styles)

I wish

***Harry's POV***

        Ariel fell fast asleep in my arms once again. I couldn't fall asleep right away because my mind was still racing. Zayn has been such a dick lately. I blame that bitch Marissa.

         Normally I would just shrug off most of the rude comments he made towards me. But what he was trying to say today just pushed me over the edge. Yeah, what he was trying to say might have been true. I know he was thinking that Ariel would be too good for an asshole like me. But I've tried my hardest these past few months to change my old ways. I got sick of the same old meaningless hook ups.

        I felt myself getting angrier and angrier with every look he was giving my way. If he were to say one more word against me, I probably would have snapped. But Ariel was there. Just her touch brought me back down. She soothes me.

        I don't need to explain myself to any of them. I'm starting over. And I'm starting over with Ariel. I don't give a fuck what any of them say. She's going to be mine. They're all just jealous. Maybe not Louis since he's got a girl back home. But Zayn is for sure just jealous. He's always been jealous of my game. But this isn't a game anymore.

        I saw the way Niall was looking at her. But I also know that she was completely oblivious to it. He knows better than to go after what I want or practically already have. Sure, he might be in her league since he never had meaningless hook ups and he's always treated girls the way they should be treated. But I think I deserve this.

        He just better stay away. I don't want this to have to ever come between us.

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***Ariel's POV***

        My alarm clock woke me up. I was still in the same position I was when I fell asleep. And Harry was still asleep. The alarm clock didn't even wake him.

        I placed my lips on his in hopes of waking him up. I saw his eyes start to flutter open and his arms wrap tightly around my waist, kissing me back. I smiled into the kiss.

        "Good morning curly."

        "Good morning pretty lady."

        "We gotta get up and get ready for class." I tell him. He groans in response and throws his arm over his face. "Fine. You can stay in bed and I'll go take a shower." I say getting up from bed before he grabs my arm and pulls me onto him.

        "Can I join?" He asks with a smirk. I slap his arm in response and make my way to the bathroom. Locking the door behind me.

        Once I was done with my shower, I quickly combed through my hair and did my best of drying it as quickly as I could. I walked out to find a fully dressed Harry lounging on my bed.

        "Hello beautiful." He cheekily says giving me a toothy grin. I walked over to him to poke his dimple with my free hand that wasn't holding my towel up.

        "Turn around. I need to get dressed." I tell him. He does as I say rolling his eyes before burying his face in one of my pillows.

        I quickly pull on my underwear and then pull a light, white sun dress over my body. Placing a light brown waist belt around it. Harry turns to peek with one eye and I smile at him.

        "Why didn't you tell me I could look?"

        "Sorry." I chuckle pulling on my ankle high sandles.

        I make my way over to my make up table and stare at myself for a few seconds. Harry makes his way over from behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder. He stares at my reflection with me. I decide to leave my hair down and straighten it. I quickly put on a simple winged eye liner and mascara before calling it done.