Love Me [Harry Styles]

25.

"Maybe you shouldn't come back to me. Tired of being so sad, I'm tired of getting so mad, baby.."

Dani's POV

"I can't believe that just happened," I said as I rolled off him.

"And why not?" Harry questioned, turning over as well as he rested his arm over my exposed stomach, nuzzling into my neck.

"I was supposed to be mad at you," I giggled as he attacked my neck with butterfly kisses.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, s'not my intention,"

"She's obviously not that important if you didn't," I said rolling my eyes.

His head shot up and he tilted it, looking down at me with a provocative grin on his face.

"I mean yeah, that's exactly it," he said, now hovering over me.

"Shhhh get off, I'm tired," I said affirmatively.

"You don't want to cuddle?" he whined, giving me an eskimo kiss. My heart fluttered at how charming he was acting after the rather rough sex we just had.

"Only cuddling," I whispered as his nose still nuzzled against mine, his smile palpable, as was mine.

"Okay," he said, laying back down next to me, "what about cuddling and talking?" he asked as he ran his fingers through my hair, delicately lifting my head so he could fit his arm under it for support as he placed his other hand back on my stomach, looking up at the ceiling.

"Well what do you want to talk about?" I asked, getting sleepy as his fingers ran through my hair. Our legs were entwined as both my hands wrapped around his long, slim torso.

"Us."

"Harry there is no us if you're with that, that model," I sneered, quickly becoming annoyed at the thought of Gigi.

"You know it's not like that," he huskily retorted.

"No, I really don't know,"

"I'm not with her because I actually like her, it's business baby,"

"But I do actually like you," he said after I didn't say anything, "I meant that. I mean, come on, she couldn't even get me hard after a whole dance set up. You? I got a boner the second I opened my hotel door." he purred into my hair.

"A dance set up?" I laughed at her stupidity.

"Well I'm glad you didn't enjoy it, you asshole," I beamed.

"Yeah, yeah. I missed you these past few days," he grumbled, both of us slowly dozing off.

"You missed me or the good sex I give you?" I retorted sassily.

"You," he said, giving me an open mouth kiss, "and the sex is a bonus."

Giving in to his delectable kiss, I placed more soft pecks on his lips until he kissed the edge of mine and resumed cuddling beside me.

After about 30 minutes of simply laying together and talking about random things, we both drifted off to sleep around the same time.

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I woke up to Harry's singing as he shuffled around the room.

"Baby look what you've done to me,"

Smiling to myself, I shifted my body so that I was facing him as I saw him look at himself in the mirror, slipping on a wrinkled white button-down.

"Baby look what you've done now," he continued singing, I felt shivers run down my spine as I concentrated on his deep, exquisite voice.

"Baby I'll never leave if you keep holding me thi- oh, good morning baby," he said, a little embarrassed as he turned around and noticed I was watching him. I giggled as I saw his cheeks flush.

"Morning, which song was that?" I asked as I stretched my arms out and rested my head against the headboard.

"Mmm just one I've been working on," he said as he crawled onto the bed on all fours. I squealed as he hovered over me, lowering myself back onto the bed.

"And where are you off to?" I asked as he began kissing my neck, his teeth sinking into my skin.

I frowned, my fingers grazing his neck, specifically over the many areas she marked him. He pulled away, brows knitting together, "They didn't feel good either,"

"Forget it," I said kissing along his jaw, "now answer me."

"I'm going to breakfast with a friend of mine. It's a nice restauraunt so I have to look appropriate."

"Okay," I beamed as I parted my knees, allowing him to rest his body between me.

"Now, give me a kiss and help me get ready," he ordered.

"Impatient, are we?" I questioned, as his warm lips molded against mine. Kissing his upper lip, I ran my tongue over his bottom one, begging for entrance. He winced as our tongues wrestled. Removing my lips from his I put my hand on his chin, bringing his face closer to mine as I placed open-mouth kisses all over his lips. My tongue glided up his upper lip, making him whimper once I pulled away again.

"Stop doing that," he whined.

Kissing him one more time, I took his bottom lip and gently bit it, licking over the now swollen skin, before pulling away completely.

"Come on, up," I said patting either side of his torso.

"Tease," he grumbled before rolling off me and standing up. I made my way to the edge of the bed and stood up on my knees as Harry smiled down at me with a close-lipped, bubbly smile.

"I need to go to the office so I probably won't be here when you get back," I said as I buttoned his shirt, leaving the top two undone, just how he likes it.

"'Mmkay, I'll text you," he said, putting his hands on my hips as I fumbled with fastening his belt. I happily sighed once I managed to tuck his shirt in, looking up at his face and running my hands through his hair.

I moved some to the side and continued with styling it, "I love your hair like this," I said as I admired his semi-long locks.

"You do?" he asked looking at me, his eyes glistening.

"Yeah, it's nice to grab onto and tug when we're-"

"And you call me the perve," he interrupted, chuckling.

"You're rubbing off on me," I teased.

"Damn right I am," he said, taking his bottom lip between his teeth as he grabbed my ass, lugging me towards him.

"This ass is mine, not your ex's, not Calum's, but mine," he said, pressing his forehead against mine. I pulled away, frowning at his sudden change of gone.

"Why are you bringing Calum into this?" I asked, astonished.

"I see the way he looks at you; you're all friendly meanwhile he's flirty, trying to touch you ever fucking second he gets. He's your age too, you know,"

"Are you jealous, Har?" I mocked, using the ridiculous nickname Gigi gave him.

"Stopppp, I'm just saying, he's younger and all, maybe you prefer that in men."

"Harry," I said as I fixed his collar, "I think you should know by now that I go for men a little older than I am. Not that much older cause I'm still 17. Plus, I already like someone else."

"Oh yeah? Who's ass am I beating?"

"Well, he has these stunning green eyes, plump heart-shaped lips," I began, tracing my fingers over his lips, "luscious curly brown hair. Oh, not to mention a sexy, toned body. The thing is, he's about two years older than me, which is why I'm far from interested in Calum."

"Is there any chance I'm beatin' my own ass, darling?" he asked, kissing my finger that was still on his lip.

"I'm afraid so, baby."