PARTY UP THE STREET - HARRY STYLES (AU)

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7 : 3 0 a m

My alarm went off the next day, and I went straight to my contacts to text my manager and tell him I'm working from home today.

Harry's head was on my chest, arms wrapped around my waist. He grunted when I moved, lifting his head looking around the room.

"What time is it?" His voice was raspy.

"7:32am." I tell him. He huffs, flopping down onto my stomach. I giggle, running my hand through his hair, which still manage to be soft after a nights sleep.

"Fuck class today. I ain't going." He snuggles his head into my stomach. Last night I changed out of my top into one of his t shirts, leaving my trousers off since he had already seen me bare before.

"What are you even studying?" I chuckle, realising I didn't know.

"Art photography. Don't ask what I'm gonna get out of that, I don't know." He laughs.

"That's cool, I didn't know you were into photography." I then saw his cameras on a shelf in the corner of his room. "Oh, I see now."

He chuckles, turning to face me, head still resting on my stomach.

"You're an interior designer, right?" He asks and I nod. "Cute. Maybe you can help change this mess of a house."

"It's surprisingly not bad for 5 guys." I was honest, the house was simple with classic boy features everywhere.

He yawns, hand stroking up and down my thigh. "How do you get your legs so soft?" He asks.

"Dunno. I'm just a legend." I shrug and Harry laughs out loud, causing me to laugh too. He runs his hand up my inner thigh and my legs tremble at the touch.

"Am tired." He mumbles, eyes closed.

"Go back to sleep, then." I tell him, playing with his hair.

It wasn't long until his lips were poured and he was back to sleep, and it wasn't long after that until I was asleep too.

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9 : 4 5 a m

I woke up in the same position we fell back to sleep, Harry had lifted his head up to check the time.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to wake you." He says.

I shrug, "I'm awake now anyway."

I check my phone for messages.

From: Jack
You okay? We will speak this evening. I'm sorry and I love you.

From: Laurence
Where the fuck are you? You're not shagging that Harry kid are you?

I lock my phone and throw it to the side, stretching my arms above my head. When I look back to Harry I realise he was staring at me.

"What?"

"You're just really fucking sexy, is all." He smirks.

"Even right now?" I'm certain my hair was a hot mess.

"Even more so." He rolls over to his front and presses his lips against my lower stomach.

My panties get wet just by that simple piece of affection.

I roll him onto his back, and climb on top of him. "My pretty boy deserves a treat for treating me so well." I kiss his lips and he moans. "Can't get you fucking me out my mind. You were so good to me." I bite his bottom lip and he moans, bucking his hips.