the strawberry dress | harry styles

9: sleepover

tw self harm

ive been living with harry for about a month now and we've grown a bit closer everyday. i hadn't opened up properly yet but we had amazing conversations together and did activities such as gardening, baking, cooking and more. I had been flat hunting but unfortunately doing it solo was difficult - harry said i could stay with him till it was all sorted though.

one saturday night, we were sitting on the sofa watching a movie, his arm round me. i was mid falling asleep on his chest so he insisted on carrying me to bed.
"i'll be okay" i yawned, standing up. i tripped slightly but thankfully he caught me.
"c'mon love, let's get you to bed" he turned the tv off and picked me up bridal style. We were very platonic - like very platonic. Whenever i woke up and went downstairs i'd give him a kiss on the side of his head which always made him blush. I told him i was just very affectionate which he didn't mind.

we got to my room and he gently placed me on the bed. i was wearing one of his t shirts and shorts and my make up was still on. i was about to fall asleep when harry pulled me to sit up and gently dragged a wipe across my face carefully.
"neverrr sleep with makeup on" he said.
"i'm tired though" i yawned. he went to throw it away so i pulled my shorts off.
harry returned with a damp cloth and a clean towel. he sat in front of me and ran the cloth over my face gently.
"youre waking me up" i mumbled sleepily.
"i know, sorry" he replied shyly. "i just know you will wake up tomorrow and regret not taking it off though" he dried my face gently and then went to put it all away but stopped short. "uhh...maya"

"hm?" i looked at him.
"a-are you okay?" he had spotted the scars on my thighs and  i looked down at them and sighed.
"being a teenager was rough"
"oh shit im sorry. a-are you okay now?"
"better than before. still got room for improvement"" i replied.
"well, im here for you" he put a bottle of water on my nightstand and said goodnight when i stopped him.
"what about my goodnight kiss?" i asked.
"oh shit" he smiled and sidled towards me. his kissed my forehead and pulled me into his arms. i loved it when harry hugged me. i leaned my head against his warm chest and shut my eyes, enjoying the moment.
"do you wanna have a sleepover?" i looked up into his green eyes after a while.
"uh...okay...if you're sure"

seconds later, harry and i were in my bed gazing into each others eyes. we were talking ever so quietly even though it was just us in the room. i don't know what happened but suddenly harrys lips were on mine.

i froze at first but...i kissed back.