Lush Expiration | Harry Styles AU | BOOK 3 ✓

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Vicky West

When the next day approached, I knew Harry would wake up and think of last night's conversation. I did too. But I was thankful for the fact we finally talked about what has been going on, thus it'd be woeful if he kept all of it a secret. I wanted him to begin the conversation, and he did – something he found strenuous years ago.

After I hopped into the shower, got dressed, and applied my make-up, I was surveying him whilst being seated on the edge of the bed.

Yesterday, Red mentioned we have gone through an abundance amount of drama since we auditioned for the Moulin Rouge. Being with Harry, was a continuous reminder of the good and the bad we had faced together – or sometimes on our own.

Despite the drama and our differences, we had both grown to a great extent. We had turned into brand new people who wanted their relationship to succeed. It wasn't always unchallenging, but we were determined to stick together.

"Morning." I said when I saw him opening his eyes, steadily adjusting to the scintillating light.

"Hi." He replied with his morning voice. "You're still here."

"I am still here." I let him know. "I told you I wouldn't go anywhere."

"I know, I know." He spoke before gesturing me to lay next to him, so I did. "I have to tell Niall and Lauren you know about what I did."

"Do you want to do it together?" I asked him.

"No, babe. It's my foul-up, so I have to deal with the consequences." Harry pointed out. "About the house . . . Do you still want to go today?"

"Oh, shit, I forgot to call Jennifer. Let me get my phone and-"

"Tell her we're still coming." Harry cut me off.

"Are you sure?"

"I am." He said and he reached for my hand. "I don't want this snag with Ethan put a halt to us seeing the house you've been obsessed with since day one."

I looked at him lovingly. "Thank you." I said.

When I came closer to press my lips on his, we heard someone knock on our bedroom door. I frowned at Harry but told him I would see who needed to talk to us.

I opened the door and saw Niall standing in front of me; fully dressed in formal attire.

"Hi, Vicky." Niall said blithely.

"Hey." I greeted him. "Do you need Harry?" I asked.

"Yes." He confirmed. "Is he awake yet?"

"Yeah, he just woke up." I let him know. At full tilt, I turned my head around to see Harry motioning that Niall could get inside of our bedroom. "You can come in if you want? I was about to head downstairs."

"Great." Niall said.

Niall and I switched places. I went downstairs while Niall talked to Harry in our bedroom. I had this uncanny feeling in my stomach as I descended the stairs. It must have been overly urgent if Niall already wanted to talk to Harry early in the morning – mainly while wearing a suit. And I had no idea if I was ready to hear what Niall had notified Harry about.

Hurriedly, I dialed Jennifer's number to say there wasn't a change of plans. She sounded elated we were still coming by to see the house, since there were a great number of people interested.

Regardless of the people who had plenty of money to spend, she wanted to make sure we were the first couple to pay a visit to the house. This only happened because I mentioned I wanted to see the house together with Harry Styles. His name easily persuaded others.