Dirty Mouth | H.S

maybe it's the way she walked

Maddie awoke to a knock on her lilac painted door with her mom gently saying that she had a visitor and that she was off to work.

"Maddie, Harry's here,"

The door opens to Harry's face glued to his phone before he turns around to close the door saying thank you to Maddie's mom.

"Hey," He states before crawling into her bed covered in a floral printed comforter next to her and turning to face the window.

Harry and Maddie fall back asleep. When she awoke next she's greeted by the sun glimmering in slowly through my window laying a pale sheen of yellow across the room and on her face. Turning to the boy next to her who's still asleep, she admires him for a few seconds before turning back around and pulling the warmth of the covers off of her body. Pulling her phone off the nightstand, she steps out of bed, making the quick trip of a couple of steps into the connecting bathroom, taking her hair out of the honey braids that were plaited to her head and turning on the lights; Maddie turns on her phone to look at the time reading 11:47 and looking at the few of notifications from the night before. Movement coming from the other room startles her and makes Maddie turn around as Harry starts to speak.

"What time is it?" Harry mumbled in his low, raspy morning voice.

"Ten till noon, why, you got a shift?"

"Yeah it's at one though so I've got time," he responds before picking up his phone and lying flat on his back. Turning back to face the mirror,  Maddie stares longingly into her own light brown eyes. If only she thinks to herself, letting her hand wander through her long brown hair pulling out the knots. Once again she hears a rustling from her bedroom but decides to not pay attention to it, seeing as though it was only Harry climbing out of bed. Looking down at the counter trying to find her hairbrush, she crouches down to open the bottom drawer of the white marbled vanity she's standing in front of. Found it, she thinks while standing up. Maddie looks up in the mirror to see another person standing behind her - said person being a shirtless Harry Styles looking gruffly as ever. She giggles as he leans over, attempting to push her out of the room. 

"I gotta piss, move," he laughs as she tries to fight him back before finally surrendering, laughing out a quick 'fine' before moving out the door. Seeing as it was just about to turn noon she decides on changing, pulling a tight orange tank top and black paper bag shorts off the gold clothing rack and chooses to change there since Harry was in the bathroom. Even if Harry finished earlier than expected, he's seen me like that a million times she thinks while she pulls the top over her head, recalling the numerous times he'd barged into her room unannounced to see her changing. Harry emerges out of the bathroom mumbling something unrecognizable just as she finishes pulling up her shorts. 

"What you gotta date today or something?" He asks whilst smiling. 

She laughs before saying "Fuck no, who do you think I am," then pausing and looking at herself in the mirror. "I have to go drop something off at Callie's house though so if that counts as a date..." she drags on making a peace sign and a kissing face at herself in the mirror and then turning around to face him. 

"Does that mean I'm getting kicked out, so offensive God," he smirks at Maddie before sending a text on his phone. 

"Yes, mhm one hundred percent, wouldn't have it any other way," she says while she begins to walk down the stairs. "C'mon we're getting food."

"I've got work in an hour dumbass, I'm not leaving your house until I have to."

"I wasn't planning on leaving you dipshit, I'm just going to make us some food," she responds to him.