Peekaboo Harry • HS

5 || Thirsty

"Harry, what the fuck!" Dani wiped the water from her eyes, trying hard not to lose her temper. Her bathroom companion, however, was giggling like the idiot he was. He was so fucking adorable, it was so hard to get mad.

Giving Rosie a bath was way easier than this. Sure, Harry was stark naked in front of her, water dripping over his body, making his tattoos darker and well, and some other parts, too. But she'd already seen him naked. She expected a slow strip tease or a fucking lip bite or something that suggested he found this activity even just a little bit sexual.

But no, Dani thought bitterly, as she tried to pull Harry's neck down, trying to wash his bubbly shampoo hat away from his head. She can't have everything in this lifetime. He was so messy and naughty (in a bad way), and she had a feeling they were going to wake up everyone in the house if he didn't try to contain those heart-melting giggles. Yes, she was very, very confused, and sexually frustrated.

Harry only behaved when Dani told him she'd wash and scrub his back. Still, he liked to splash her with water from the tub, and he giggled like a child when she tried to tell him to stop. And though he was in his birthday suit, though he was fucking sexy, his penis literally became smaller in the cold water. Rolling her eyes, Dani cursed herself for even noticing. Of course she would! Hell, she'd already memorized the number of moles in his body.

"Dani?" Harry stretched out his arm. "Wash my arm?"

Dani glared at him. With love. "I get what's happening here," she said. "You're not acting like a child. You're a brat!"

Instead of feeling or acting sorry at least, Harry laughed and covered his mouth wish his hands. "Dani, you're so funny!" He laughed some more, and Dani sighed. "You finally figured it out!"

"That you're like a spoiled little prince?!"

"YES!" Harry said. "I always wanted to be a prince. And it's nice to have you do everything for me."

Something blooped from the water.

Dani choked on her scream. "THAT WAS A NASTY FART, HARRY STYLES!"

More giggling ensued. When Dani stood up from the side of the tub, Harry quickly pulled her arm back down. "Don't leave, Dani," he said. "I was just teasing you." When she glared some more, he pouted and used those damn puppy dog eyes she loved. His lower lip jutted out in that ridiculous pout, Dani felt her insides melt. "I won't be a bad boy anymore."

"Oh, if only half the fandom heard that," Dani sighed impatiently and sat back down. "Can you please wash up now? You might catch a cold."

"But aren't you going to join me?"

It took Dani a full five minutes to process what he just said. Her entire mind just shut down. Her brain process went under maintenance. She didn't think she could recover. Did she just die for five minutes? Maybe it lasted an hour, but Dani didn't want to think she spent literally 60 minutes staring at a Naked Harry waiting for her to respond to his question, asking her to join him. "For fuck's sake, Harry," she gasped, her fingers playing the hem of her damp top. "Don't even..." What was she going to say, "joke" like that?

When she looked up to meet his gaze, Harry was staring at her. He looked so serious. Damp hair sticking to the sides of his face.

Damn, she thought. Was he staring at me that way?

This is the opportunity of a lifetime, you freakin' dumbass! Her heart and mind was in a race. Dani was sure she was going to die ASAP. The right thing would be to strip down to nothing and jump in there and just bathtub sex Harry Styles like there was no tomorrow, but of course...

Harry sneezed. He wiped the light snot with the back of his hand and grinned at her. "Sorry."

"You should really get out of there," Dani said with a sigh. Fuck that. Maybe tomorrow he'd want another bath? Jesus. What kind of torture is this? Grabbing the towel from the kitchen sink, she handed it over to him. "Come on."

Harry put on a sad face and struggled to get his long limbs to work as he stood up from the tub. He sniffed more and Dani felt guiltier for even letting him stay that long in there. Speaking of, she had lost time. Well, one would tend to get distracted watching Harry bathe. Who was she kidding? He could be pooping and she'd probably love to watch. Ugh, Dani, you sick fuck, she berated herself and pushed Harry to the door. "Stay there, okay?"

As Harry sneezed again, Dani began to drain the tub and tried cleaning the mess of misplaced shampoo and bath gel bottles. "Are you ready to go back?" Feeling the night chill, she shivered.

Looking down at her, Harry tugged on her sleeve. "You should change your shirt, Dani. You might catch a cold." He handed her his towel.

He probably just copied her, but seeing his point, Dani nodded and was about to take her top off when Harry suddenly crouched low, grabbing his privates. He looked in pain, his entire face red, the veins on his neck close to swollen. He seemed to be having an allergy.

"Harry, are you alright?!" Dani exclaimed, putting a hand on his shoulder.

Nodding, Harry bit his lip, obviously in horrible pain. "Dani," he groaned. "You make my willy tingle!"

Before she can faint or die of happiness, Harry turned around so fast and dashed to her room, giving her another view of his juggling bottom. Her door slammed open and she wanted to scream at him for being so noisy... and leaving her with an ache between her thighs. On a serious note though, she was glad that it was past midnight, so no one was awake.

And knowing he would probably be back home instead of waiting for her to ask how his willy was doing, Dani locked the bathroom and took a bath herself. It was the best thing to do other than pressing Harry's wet towel against her nose.

- - - - -

After toweling her hair with Harry's towel (she didn't care if his pubes got caught in her hair, ha!), she wrapped the towel around her body (this is the closest nakedness she can accomplish for now), Dani carefully made her way across the living room to her room when the kitchen light suddenly went on. She almost screamed if she didn't spot her grandmother there with an empty glass of water in hand.

"Hello, Danielle," her Grandma Dorothy greeted her, and seeing her appearance, smiled. "It's quite a hot night, isn't it? I needed a glass of cold water too."

Oh, it was a hot night indeed. "Turn your AC way up, Momma Do," she said with a grin and went to the kitchen. "Now that you mention it, cold water sounds like a great idea too."

"Here you go," Dorothy Moon handed her a new glass. "Now, you don't stay up too late, alright? You don't want to end up like your grandfather, always sleepy in the mornings!"

"Momma Do, I'll sleep as soon as I hit the bed," Dani said, and she wasn't even lying. The entire day had been so exhausting. When she waited for her grandmother to leave, she smiled as she went back to her own room.

Dani had always been close to her grandmother more than her parents, if she were being honest. Momma Do brought joy to her life, and before Jewel or Harry came around, life wouldn't have been as bright if Momma Do wasn't there. Other than Momma Do's spectacular wit and humour, her presence brought back memories of her late grandfather, whom she had taken care of before he passed away. She had been there by his bedside until the last of his days, and there wasn't one moment she regretted spending her time caring for him while he was sick. That experience was one of the most painful things in her life, but it was one of the best as well, knowing she got to spend it with one of the best men she knew in her life.

When she opened the room, her mind filled with thoughts of her grandparents - especially her grandfather, Dani's eyes widened as an idea popped in her head. "OF COURSE!" she exclaimed, and the towel dropped, but there was no Harry Styles to see her in all her naked glory. Still, Dani didn't care, because she might have just figured out how Harry Styles was living under her bed!