Addiction (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

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After about an hour of sitting in Harry's room with him and talking to him about Christmas coming up and I explored some of his room. I noticed he had a massive Mac computer that we ended up taking pictures on. Some quite silly pictures too. They were cute though, especially since we're wearing the almost exact outfit, which he pointed out and said that I was a copycat.

Harry also has crazy art all over his bedroom walls and what looks like black lights lining the top of his square bedroom.

I plop down on Harry's bed as he's still sitting at his desk. He then begins to play music. It's something I've never heard before but it sounds really cool. The volume goes a bit louder but not too loud as Harry walks over to his bed and lays beside me. "What is this?" I ask.

"I needed you by Blackbear." He responds.

"Oh, I've heard one of his songs but this one sounds really cool. Not bad, Styles." I smirk at him as he says. "You're taste not be too bad either since you listen to Blackbear too." He returns the smirk.

I lay my arm over my forehead as the bed shifts and Harry's up again. "I've got something to go with the song." He says as he then turns his lights off and the room begins to light up as I hear him flip another switch. All of the posters are now glowing in the dark and the black lights are on. Our white T-shirt's and the white curtains turn a light blue color, including my white socks.

Harry lays next to me on the bed again as I stare at all the now lit up posters.

After awhile the song changes and I recognize the familiar voice that was once played. "This a blackbear playlist?" I ask Harry as he nods with his eyes shut.

And all of a sudden my eyes are becoming hard to hold open.

I awake in shock in an unfamiliar bed as I suddenly realize I'm in Harry's bed where I had fallen asleep. I look down to see my leg hanging on top of Harry's thigh as he's laying on his back with his arm around me and my head is on his chest. I suddenly begin to panic, wondering the time.

I gently try to remove Harry's arm from off of my shoulder. I stand up from his bed and grab my phone out of my pocket to see that it's nearly four in the morning. I have 30 missed calls from my sister as my phone begins to ring again. Dodging her call, I gently shake Harry's arm to wake him up as he opens his eyes and rolls over to look up at me. His room is still dark and music from his computer is still playing.

"I have to go. I told my sister I would be home by midnight." I explain.

"What time is it?" He asks, his voice sounding raspy.

"Nearly four in the morning." I answer.

"Oh, shit. I'm sorry," He says, standing from his bed.

"No, It's alright we just overslept." I say as Harry walks over to his light to turn it on as I grab my jacket from the floor that was sitting by my shoes.

"Well, I'll walk you out," He says as I shove my other boot on my foot. Grabbing my keys out of them and holding them and my phone in hand as we walk out of his bedroom and down the stairs..

Almost passing the kitchen, a female voice calls out as Harry stops us. "Harry?" She says, as he responds "Yeah," She has the same accent as him so I'm assuming this is Harry's mother? Hopefully..

She then walks out of the kitchen with a dishtowel in hand and says, "Well, who is this dear?" She asks. She's wearing bright blue scrubs that make her wavy brunette hair stand out. "Uh, mum. This is Lia.. She's a friend of mine." Harry says as I look over at him to see him running his hand against the back of his head.

She nods as she extends her arm out to me. "How lovely. Nice to meet you, dear. I'm Anne," I shake her hand and say "Nice to meet you too." I return the smile.

"Well, mum she has to go. I'll formally introduce you two tomorrow, sound good?" He asks as she nods. "Nice meeting you. Have a good night, dear." Her kind voice says as I nod, smiling and walk out of the front door with Harry following behind me.

"I'm so sorry about that. That was such an awful way for you two to meet." Harry apologizes.

"No, it's okay. It was just wrong timing that's all." I say as we reach my car, Harry opens the drivers door for me.

"I'll text you later," He smiles as I smile back. "Goodnight, Lia." He says leaning in to swiftly kiss me on my lips. "Goodnight, Harry." I respond, getting into my car and driving away.