Liv's POV:
I was scrolling through TikTok, liking some videos and finding some ideas to post. I hummed to myself a little, seeing a post of Harry which I instantly liked.
Harry Styles. He was my best friend, had been for 6 years, and still is. Right now he was on tour, and should be coming back when he books his flight.
Suddenly, I heard the scraping of a key in the door and it unlocking.
"Mum is that you?" I called out. There was no answer as I heard to door shut so I got up and went out my room.
"Who is it?" I called out as I walked down the stairs.
A tall, short and curly-haired man was standing in my living room and he flipped his hair back, his eyes meeting mine.
"Harry!" I squealed, running down. "Hi princess!" He laughed.
Princess was his nickname for me, and it always made me smile, but I was starting to feel a different way about it, in a good way.
I ran into his arms and he thankfully returned the hug back. "I thought it would be tomorrow you were coming back!" I grinned, laughing. "Same here, but management said they'd booked the flight yesterday so I could go home quicker."
Me and Harry lived together, and that's why he had a house key. "I'm happy to have you back." I mumbled, squeezing his chest.
"Me too sweetheart, but I need to get unpacked." He sighed tiredly, rubbing his hands through my hair.
I groaned and closed my eyes, enjoying this comfort and resting my head on his shoulder.
"Do it tomorrow." I sighed.
We stood silently like that for a few minutes before he pulled away, making me yawn sleepily.
"Sorry, did I make you tired?" He chuckled softly.
I nodded but laughed. "Yeah but it's fine."
"You know what, I'm just gonna do the suitcase tomorrow. Let's go upstairs and find something to watch."
