She | A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter 14

Last night was the best feeling I had in a long time. I was finally able to be with a good guy who wanted to appreciate me. I was now officially dating Harry Styles. I didn't want to leave the bed. I wanted to lay there forever with him and not have to worry about what anyone said. I woke up in his shirt. It was a night I wouldn't forget. I looked over at him. He was sound asleep. I slowly pulled away from him. I wanted to watch the sunrise and make him breakfast. His arms latched around me and he pulled me into his chest. I smiled as he clung to me. 

"Where are you going?" His raspy voice asked.

"To watch the sunrise," I answered.

"We can watch it on my balcony." He suggested. I smiled.

"Sounds perfect." He kissed my cheek before unwillingly getting out of his warm bed. I didn't feel like changing out of his shirt. I quickly brushed my teeth with a new toothbrush Harry offered me. 

"I'll be back with some coffee." He said, walking out of the room before I could object. I looked around his room, finally picking out the details of it. 

I looked at his bedside table and noticed some Polaroids of us that we'd taken from our summer at the beach. Some were from the sunrise and sunsets, some were from us just at the beach. He kept a lot of them, just like I did. I smiled as I picked up the one from a few mornings ago. We both look adorable.

I put it back down and walked to his balcony. He had a few chairs facing the beautiful ocean. There was a small chill in the air since it was Fall now. We only had a few days of warmth. The sky was beginning to turn into beautiful colors. I pulled out my phone to take a picture of it as Harry walked through the doors to give me a cup of coffee.

"Thank you," I said, taking the coffee from his hands. I put my phone on one of the chairs. He walked behind me, placing his arm around my waist and his chin on my shoulder. I smiled at the embrace. One I imagined so many times.

"It's about time I can kiss you while watching this." He sighed, kissing my cheek. I smiled as I turned to face him. He had brought the Polaroid camera out. I grabbed it and held it up for us to take a picture. We took one smiling at the camera, one where he kissed my cheek, and then of us kissing. It was perfect.

After a while, we ended up sitting on the chairs, watching the sunrise. Once the sky wasn't as pretty anymore, I decided I was going to make us some breakfast before we had to go film for the day. I decided to make pumpkin pancakes to get us in the Halloween spirit. Harry was all for it. He planted a kiss on my cheek and walked away to the coffee maker, refilling our cups. I couldn't stop myself from smiling.

He played some music while we cooked. It was like he couldn't stay away. His hands were on my waist, pulling my hair behind my shoulder. He was kissing me, and making me laugh. He also insisted that he flip the pancakes so I could make us some mimosas. We finished making our food and sat at his kitchen counter on the barstools. 

"So, Mr. Media Trained Man..." I trailed, making him look up at me with a small smile. "How are we going to avoid the pressing questions of the day?"

"You're going to be a real nightmare today." My eyebrows knitted together and he stared intensely into my eyes. "You're going to make me lose it. I'm going to get distracted."

"Don't tempt me." I teased. He smiled.

"Well, if she asks us any questions about being in a relationship or if we're dating, we need to answer the question indirectly." I narrowed my eyes as I thought about his words.

"How can we do that?" He pulled his hand away and leaned his back on the chair, clearing his throat.

"Ask me a question about us."