PARTY UP THE STREET - HARRY STYLES (AU)

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P H O E B E

s a t u r d a y
9 p m

Jack moaned as he released into the condom, his hot breath against my neck and our skin shiny, sticking together.

"You're so tight. You're so good." His hands came up and squeezed my breasts, before slipping himself out of me and going to the bathroom to remove the condom. I rolled on my side and watched as he cleaned himself off before coming back into the room and cleaned me up.

"Did you finish?" He asks.

"Mmm." I lie, faking a small smile. "Always." Another lie. I haven't came since we first got together 5 years ago.

He climbed into bed and panted lightly.

"I love you." He kissed my cheek before flicking out the light.

I hum once again before turning over. 9 o clock on a Saturday evening in our new home and yet Jacks still boring. I didn't suggest much either, though, since I was so tired on only 2 hours sleep last night and unpacking all of my boxes today.

The party had started to get louder and I pulled at my hair, frustrated at the awful day I had.

I decided to have a hot shower, even though I had one this morning, since I felt sticky and was hoping that being warm will just knock me out and I'll sleep the whole night through.

I climbed in after the room started to steam, letting the water rush down my front, throwing my head back to stop the water going in my hair.

•

s u n d a y
2 a m

Still no sleep. The party was so loud and my activity right now is looking for soundproof ear buds on amazon prime. I buy a whole pack and they say they will arrive Monday.

Today's now Sunday, so they shouldn't be partying anyway.

I take out my book and switch on the small night light, which only lit the room enough for me to read it.

After 5 minutes of reading, Jack sits up.

"Phoebs." He mumbles and I look over to him. "The light is annoying, could you switch it out?"

I frown. "This tiny light wakes you up but that sound doesn't bother you?" I point to the window as if you could see the house from where we sat. You couldn't, but it sounded like it was right outside our window.

"The lights more annoying." He mumbles.

I pull open my drawer, knowing I put my black eye mask in there earlier and threw it over to his side of the bed.

"There you go." I say.

I know that he's rolling his eyes as he turns over, but proceeds to pull on the mask anyway.

I smile and carry on reading.

•

4 p m

"How does it feel to be a home owner." Lola asks, sitting on my bed as I sort out my clothes to go in the wardrobe.

"It's good. I feel safer in this house than my old apartment."