adore you // [h.s]

20

Audrey

I stood in front of the sink while I looked out the window. I drank my coffee, savoring every sip. I kept thinking about Harry. It's cliche to say but this man has completely taken over every aspect of my life. I think about him all the time.

Thinking of Harry brought me so much peace. It all felt right when I was with him. I have been with a handful of guys and I could always feel something missing, not with Harry.

"Is Harry here?" My mother asked while she hurried into the kitchen.

My eyes glanced over to the clock hanging above the stove, 8:52 am, she's late. I don't know why I'm so shocked though, she's usually late two or three days a week. She'll sleep through her alarms, then race like Sonic the Hedgehog to get to work on time, and she usually does.

"Yeah, he's sleeping," I replied before I poured her some coffee into a to-go mug.

"I figured he would be," She said as she organized all her papers into neat stacks, "I could hear you all in here giggling at four this morning." I chuckled as I replayed last night in my head.

"We were baking cookies and dancing." I noticed the smile on her lips as I quickly filled her in on the details, "He's so good, mom. I've never had anyone that would willingly give up sleep to bake cookies then slow dance with me."

No one has ever done that with me before.

She shoved the papers into her bag before she walked over to me, placing both of her hands on my shoulders, "He is giving you the love that you've always deserved." I could see tears forming in her eyes, "Normally, I would've been so upset to be awake at four in the morning, but then I heard you laugh. I haven't heard you laugh like that in years." She wrapped her arms around me and held me so tightly. "I have to go, I'm already extremely late, but I love you."

I whispered a quick 'I love you' before she scurried out the door. It felt good to know that she was happy for me, genuinely happy.

**

Harry hadn't left my bed all morning. He kept insisting that we enjoy this free day in the comfort of my bed, but I was too restless. I could see the sun shining through every window in the house, and I couldn't just let this day go to waste. I wanted to feel free.

"Please, baby," I whined as I crawled onto his waist, straddling him. "I just want to go drive around." He just looked at me, trying his best to resist. "I'll be the driver. You can enjoy yourself from the passenger seat, and I'll even give you aux privileges for the day." I was trying my best to make this an offer that he couldn't refuse.

He sighed, "I'll drive and I'll even take you to go get a smoothie."

You can never say no to me, Styles.

Excitement ran through my veins almost instantly. I wrapped my arms around while I left tiny kisses all over his face.

"Go get ready, baby." He nodded to the closet while he patted my thigh.

I didn't waste any time in getting ready, I was too excited. I loved long drives especially in Harry's car, "does this look okay?" I asked.

"You look breathtaking." He complimented. I furrowed my brows in disbelief.

My outfit was nothing fancy, but I don't think Harry would ever tell me if I looked terrible. I dressed in a white shirt that clung to my body in all the right places, a oversized flannel jacket, and a nude mini skirt.

I was practically pulling him out to his car, I couldn't wait to feel the breeze blowing through my hair. I just wanted to drive up the coast and enjoy every single moment that I could with Harry. I knew that we were always spending time together, but I also knew that the album was almost done.

As soon as he finishes this album, then tour starts. He will be gone on the time whether it be for tour or small pop-up shows. I wouldn't get to see him as often.

All I need is to be struck
By your electric love
Baby, you're electric love
Electric love
(Electric Love - Borns)

Harry and I sang along to every song that played. I threw my hands up in the air to feel free. Harry looked at me with such amazement while I enjoyed myself.

"Shit." I heard him groan over the music. He turned the volume down as both of our eyes diverted to Robek's.

"How the hell did they even know?" I asked, Harry just shrugged. I could already see that he was starting to beat himself up, "We could still go." I suggested while he glanced over at me. I could tell he didn't like that idea at all.

"Harry, I'm not going to be scared off by a bunch of assholes with cameras. This is just a part of your life, and I'm okay with that. I can handle it." I reassured him.

I didn't want him to feel like he was ruining anything for me because he wasn't. He couldn't ruin anything for me if he tried. I know how often he beats himself up over not having a normal life. He tries so hard to make his life "normal" for everyone around him, and it's admirable but constant attention is inevitable. He can't control it as badly as he wants to.

"Are you sure?" I nodded as I laid my hand over on his. He pulled his car into a parking spot, "I want you to hold onto my hand as tight as you can, okay? That's a lot of paparazzi, so please don't let me go."

He walked around to my side of the car, opening the door for me, "Keep your head down, and hold on." He instructed me again. I held onto his hand as if my entire life depended on it.

They ran over to us as soon as they noticed us walking towards them, "Harry, over here!" ... "Who is she, Harry?" ... "What about the girl in London?"... "What's your name, sweetheart?"

The flash from the cameras was almost blinding, I kept one of my hands in front of my face to shield my eyes. Between the sun and those cameras, I might go blind.  There were so many of them surrounding us, it was nearly impossible to walk through.

I felt someone grab my arm then jerk me back. Before I knew it, I couldn't see Harry anymore. They were all surrounding me like sharks.

"Harry!" I screamed as I tried to push through them. "Harry!" I screamed when one of them pulled my hair. "Let me go." My anxiety was through the roof. I couldn't stop shaking. I kept my arms up over my face.

"What's your name, baby?" They kept asking me, attaching pet names to the end as if that would flatter me. I felt disgusted. "Put your arms down!" They were shoving each other into me, trying their best to be the one to get a good picture.

"Move assholes!" I screamed while I kept trying to move through them. "Harry!" I kept screaming.

"I'm here." I heard his voice then I was pulled from the crowd. "I'm right here." Harry cooed as he wrapped his arms tightly around my body. "I'm sorry." He kept mumbling into the side of my head as we hurried into the shop.

"I was so scared." I admitted while cried into his chest.

"I'm so sorry baby." He kept a tight grip around my body, "It's my fault, I don't know what happened." He instantly started to blame himself. "Did they hurt you? I swear t-"

"I'm okay now." I cut him off, "It feels better to be right here in your arms." I admitted. He kissed the top of my head.

How the hell do people go through this every day? I thought I was gonna have a heart attack from those few seconds. I couldn't do this everyday.