Behind The Shades - Harry Styles (Completed)

Chapter 26

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Chapter 26

I flop exhausted onto the sofa. School was... well... school and now I'm tired and would love to get some sleep. However, Harry is just an hour and a half away. I could just have a quick nap on the sofa and put my phone on loud so when he rings I wake up. Okay, sounds like a good idea. I rest my head back and shut my eyes.

Moments later my phone starts ringing. 'Harriet' flashes on the screen.

"Hello?" I say groggily.

"Hey." Harry whispers.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"I'm here. At the front, come open the door?" He says.

It's been an hour and a half already? I yawn loudly, "okay."

I hang up before I stand up from my position on the sofa and unlock the door. I open it up and see Harry's Range Rover parked in front of the house.

I wipe my eyes with my hands as I wait for Harry to come into the house. He was dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans and a plain white top with a jacket on top. He's wearing a beanie over his hair and has a pair of sunglasses on.

"Hey, what's up? You look tired." He says after I shut the door behind him.

"I am. Just take your stuff up to my room, freshen up, change and I'll make some food for both of us."

He takes his sunglasses of and nods at me before taking his stuff upstairs.

I quickly text my sister and tell her that Harry is here and that I'm going to make some food, watch a film and sleep.

Hazel: *Okay. Make sure you lock the doors and windows before you go to bed x*

I make some pasta and set the table before Harry comes in. Hair slightly wet, must've had a shower and he is dressed in a pair of navy joggers and a plain grey hoodie.

"Looks good, babe." He smiles.

"Hope it tastes as good as it looks." I say as he sits down.

I copy his actions and begin to eat, not too bad.

"Tastes nice." He says after swallowing his mouthful.

I smile in response as I had my mouth full.

"What are the plans for this Monday night?" He asks.

"Film then sleep?"

"Sounds good, what film?"

"Whatever is on Netflix." I laugh.

He smiles before we finish up our meal.

"So how was your journey?" I ask him from the sink as I am drying the plates.

He is sat on the chair, but it was turned around to face me, so there was nothing in front of him, he holds a glass almost empty from the previously filled lemonade.

He takes the last sip of his drink, "long, what else?" He laughs as he extends his arm to hand me the empty glass to wash. "I was just so excited to see you and you're half dead." He laughs again.

I finish cleaning as he finishes his sentence. Then I walk up to him and straddle him then whisper, "I'm sorry." Before I press my lips to his, nibbling on his bottom lip as he holds onto my waist and pulls my body closer to his as a moan vibrates from his lips to mine.