Mr. Styles

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It was 12:45am when Niall decided to leave to go back to his hotel. "It was nice meeting you." He said hugging me. We were all a little tipsy so Niall called his driver to come straight to the front door so he didn't have to worry about being seen drunk.

After Niall left, Harry and I went back on the couch. We made out for a while until things got a little more heated. Our clothes ended up in the living room and we ended up in his bed. After about an hour we finally got up and I grabbed my pjs from my bag. Harry went and got his checkered blue pants and we both crawled into his bed and passed out within minutes of us laying down.

I woke you with his arm around me. I rolled over to see his green eyes opened and a smile on his face. "Good morning baby, how'd you sleep?" He asked in a cute sleepy voice. "Good since I was in your bed." I replied as I smiled back at him. We cuddled for a little bit before we both got up. "I'm gonna take a shower, wanna join me?" He said seductively as he pulled me into his body. "I'd love too." I replied as he picked me up in his arms and carried me into the washroom.

After our shower we got dressed. He put on a baggy shirt and grey jogging pants. He looked so cute without a suit. Don't get me wrong, the suits are sexy as hell but seeing him is regular everyday clothes was adorable. We walked to the living room to see our clothes scattered all over the floor and beer cans lined up on the counter. "Quite a night eh?" He said laughing as he picked up the clothes. "Yes it was." I replied giggling as he handed me my clothes.
I headed back to his room to put them in my bag. I walked back out to see Harry looking in his fridge. "How about Omelettes for breakfast." He said as I wrapped my arms around him. "That sounds great." I replied before he kissed me.
He turned on the stove and cracked the eggs.

After breakfast we headed back to his room and watched tv. Family Guy of course. He wrapped his arm around me and held me close to his body. I cuddled into him with my head rested on his chest and my hand in his. He was so caring and sweet. I kind of want to tell him that even though it's been a week, I think I'm in love with him but I'm waiting for him to say it first. My anxiety is too bad for me to be the first one.. I want to, but I can't...