Love Me [Harry Styles]

12.

"Come get back in bed, we still got time left. This don't have to be over.."

Dani's POV

I woke up abruptly to the unpleasant sound of my alarm. I forgot I had nothing to do today, so I never got to turn it off. I groaned, rolling over to shut it off.

"Get back here," Harry mumbled with his eyes closed as he grabbed by my waist and pulled me into his chest. I could never get used to his sexy, raspy morning voice.

"Sorry if I woke you up," I whispered before pecking his rather large butterfly tattoo.

"Shh, go back to sleep, baby," he said, nuzzling his face into my neck.

With that, the both of us drifted into another deep slumber in each other's arms.

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I lazily opened my eyes before looking at the clock. 10:12 am. I then looked over at Harry who was peacefully sleeping. Somehow he was now sleeping with his head on my chest and his arms around my waist. His mouth was parted open slightly, and his soft snores made me sure that he still needed some sleep.

I carefully moved his body from mine without waking him, or so I thought. I cringed at the emptiness I felt once I stood up. As I slowly went to walk towards the bathroom, I heard Harry groan.

"D?"

"Morning, baby, I'm just going to freshen up and get ready. You can sleep, I'll wake you up in a little bit."

"Mmm fine, come back to me when you're done, please," he requested.

I faintly heard his response before closing the bathroom door.

I brushed my teeth, and decided to curl my hair while I was still in the bathroom.

As I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I smiled. I've never felt so confident and it was all thanks to Harry. He made me feel worthy and I'll forever be grateful to have someone like him in my life. Although we're basically only friends with benefits, he made me feel like so much more.

I continued curling my hair as I thought about how life would've been if I didn't agree to meeting Monique.

I wouldn't have met the boys, but specifically Harry. i wouldn't have experienced this amazing past few weeks. I wouldn't ha-

I mentally stopped myself from thinking negative thoughts, because now I do have what I've always dreamed of. I applied some makeup, and decided on wearing a lipstick that was a little more vibrant than usual. As I was about to leave the bathroom, I began to think about my life back at home. Since I'm leaving tomorrow, would I run into Alex?

I shivered at the thought of seeing my ex, the pain he put me through me still lingers in my mind, unfortunately.

I slowly opened the bathroom door so I could get clothes out of my suitcase. I glanced over at Harry and smiled wide. He was still asleep, but now he was hugging the pillow instead.

I looked back at my suitcase with a grin on my face, searching through what I could possibly wear. I pulled out a slightly sheer loose shirt, an oversized blue flannel, and black leggings.

I walked back over to the bed reaching to grab my phone. 11:45 am. Sitting on the bed, I gently rubbed up and down Harry's arm.

"Harry, it's almost noon," I whispered into his ear.

He let out a sigh and stretched his arms and legs, making me giggle.

"Are you ready?" he asked, slowly opening his eyes.