Diner Girl *Harry Styles Love Story*

Chapter 36

"Faith?" My named was whispered in my ear. I shivered as their hot breath contacted with the bare skin on my neck, allowing chills to run up and down my spine.

"What?" I snap, not meaning to sound bitchy, but I hate being woken up; sweetly or rudely. I heard a heavy sigh release from the persons mouth before my body was picked up and in the warmth of someone's strong arms. They carried me into the bathroom before placing me on the closed toilet seat. My eyes stayed shut as I heard the water from the shower faucet pour down, hitting the tiles beneath it. I tried to fall back asleep sitting up, but was forced to open my eyes when the person started to take my shirt off. "What are you doing!?" I screech, being fully awake. I jumped up and backed away from Harry.

"You wouldn't get up so I'm helping you wake up." He explained.

"By taking my clothes off?" He let out a chuckle before shaking his head back and forth.

"No, we're leaving in an hour so I was going to put you in the shower." He paused, a sly grin forming on his lips. "I know you would have woken up and showered for the day ahead so I was helping you." I rolled my eyes and pointed towards the door.

"Out." He laughed and stood up, obeying my command. I trailed behind him and when I was just about to shut the door, he spoke up.

"I need to talk to you when you get out so make it quick." I rolled my eyes again.

"Whatever you say, master." I shut the door and locked it, only to hear Harry's cheeky words leave his mouth.

"Master?" I could practically hear the smirk form on his lips. "I like that name." I ignored his comment and stripped my clothes off of my body before shuffling into the shower.

I quickly cleansed my body and shaved the appropriate places after washing my hair. I then turned the handle of the shower to turn it off before jumping out and wrapping a warm towel around my body. I brushed my teeth then walked out of the bathroom, dragging my body towards my open suitcase that was lying on the floor at the foot of the bed. I bent down and picked out an outfit and right when I was about to drop my towel, Harry walked in.

"Honestly?" I gave him a blank glare. He chuckled and put his hands up in defense.

"I didn't know you were in here."

"Mhm." I hummed sarcastically. I then sighed and walked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me. He is so insolent when it comes to my privacy some times.

I dropped my towel after locking the bathroom door, dressing my body immediately. I quickly blow dried my hair after that, leaving it in its natural wavy state. Once I was done my make up, I applied deodorant and perfume to my body. I then walked out to find Harry sitting at the end of the bed, smiling at my presence.

"You look beautiful." He said with his deep, british accent. I felt the heat rise on my cheeks at that comment.

"Thank you," I bit my lip in nervousness, not sure of what he needs to talk to me about. "So what do you need?"

"I told you," He paused. "I need to talk to you."

"I know," I told him before walking into the living room to grab a water from the mini fridge. "What do you need to talk to me about?" I asked, feeling his presence behind me as I looked for the liquid I was in need of.

"Last night." My body stiffened at that topic, not really wanting to talk about the fight that took place between us.

"What about last night?" I asked him, grabbing the first bottle of water that caught my eye before standing my body back up from its bent position and turning around to face Harry. His body was not too far away from mine, my chest only an inch away from his. I tilted my head up to get a good look at his face, his emerald eyes peering down at me.