Love Me [Harry Styles]

20.

"I know you say that you don't like it complicated, that we should try to keep it simple, but love is never ever simple.."

Harry's POV

"And?" I asked, turning over so I was fully facing her.

"Look closer Harry!" she said frantically, showing me her phone screen. My eyes were barely open, but I did notice the picture and how it could possibly be taken the wrong way.

"Relax," I winced, closing my eyes as they burned because of the sudden brightness.

"Relax? Harry, Monique is going to kill us!" she spit harshly, annoyed that I wasn't reacting.

"No she won't Dani, I'll figure something out, stop stressing so much," I said, shifting closer to her and immediately hiding my face in her neck.

"Are you sure? But Harry-" she whispered as her hands found their back to the ends of my hair, brushing through them.

"Yes," I smiled to myself contently, loving the feeling of her hands on me, as I wrapped my arm over her stomach, hugging her in every way possible. You're fucking whipped, Harry.

"Only going to shut up because I trust you," she murmured, kissing my earlobe. She left a few more kisses along my cheek before turning around, pressing up against me. I wrapped my arm under hers, feeling over her boobs slightly as I smiled to myself.

"That's all I need, your trust."

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"Harry! Harry open this door right now!" I heard someone yelling.

I groan as I turn over, instantly feeling cold as I unraveled myself from Dani.

"Who is it?" she asks, turning over as well as she rested her head on my back, rubbing lightly with her tiny hands.

"I don't know, it's too early, fuck," I say as I hear the pounding again.

"Harry! Open this damn door!"

That voice was familiar, Monique.

Dani's hands suddenly stopped as she sat up grabbing the sheets to cover her bare chest as she gasped, "Harry, why is she here?!"

"I don't know, I don't know," I whisper-shout, standing up as I put on my sweats and a plain shirt.

"Stay here," I say as calmly as I possibly can.

"What? I have to hide if anything, Harry!"

"Baby," I say, hoping to calm her down, "she won't come in here, just wait for me, okay?" I placed my palms at the edge of the bed, in between her body, leaning in to her as I tried to ignore the knocks as much as possible.

She sighed and looked back down, "Okay, please hurry," she urged.

"I will," I weakly smiled at her as I placed a kiss on her cheek before backing up and walking out, closing the door behind me.

I felt my heart beat quicken as I jogged over to my front door, opening it slowly.

"Harry!" Monique's angry voice echoes through my house.

She storms inside, "What is that picture? Harry, I know she's a lot like what you want but you cannot, I repeat cannot have anything with her!"

What?

"I know but it's not like that!"

"Then what is it like Harry?" She skeptically asks.

"She was having a rough day, and, and," I look around my room as I try to think of a bullshit excuse, "I just wanted to let her relieve some of her stress. You know hospitality or whatever. It meant nothing," I press, hoping Dani wasn't listening.