Love Me [Harry Styles]

33.

“God only knows what I’d be without you..”

Dani's POV

He chuckled and I could sense the obnoxious smile on his face.

“Oh, definitely,” I sarcastically replied as I slowly stood up, careful to not get my oily back on his greasy sheets.

“Where are you going?” He frowned as he sat up, his feet touching the ground. Reaching for his briefs, he quickly slipped them on and followed me as I walked to the bathroom, still naked.

“I can’t get your sheets dirty, I’m just gonna take a quick shower.”

“Can I join you?” He asked hopefully.

“No, but you can go clean up with that Chinese food,” I reminded him laughing.

“You suck,” he huffed.

Giggling, I ran up to him and kissed his jaw and proceeded by running back to the shower, turning the hot water on as I let it cascade over my body.

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Putting on a clean shirt Harry left for me on the counter, I let my somewhat damp hair over it as I slipped up a fresh pair of panties and made my way back to the bed.

The edge of my lip curved up once I saw Harry peer up from his phone and smile at me. His hand was behind his head, and he was still shirtless, just with a new pair of sweatpants on.

“Finally baby, I nearly cleaned the house I got so bored,” he chuckled.

“Sorry,” I replied embarrassedly, climbing on the bed and cuddling up to his side as his free hand made its way under his shirt and holding onto my hip, caressing softly.

“Why so sad?” I asked after several minutes of silence.

“Dani, I need to tell you something but I don’t want to scare you away,” he whispered.

“Tell me,” I said, now sitting up. His body posture immediately followed mine as he was now sitting, my legs on top of his.

"S'not bad, baby."

“You-you’re the only reason I’m sane right now, Dani,” he said softly, picking at his fingers.

“What do you mean? Are you okay? Harry what’s going on?” I asked, now extremely worried.

“You just make me so happy…I don’t want to mess it up, you’d know I tend to do that,” he frowned, keeping his gaze on his hands.

Before I could answer he continued, “I’ve been missing home lately and I just, it’s just like, you’re home to me now, you know? I can’t explain it but when I talk to my mum and sis, they’re home, but you, the feeling you give me, is home in such a special way. Fuck, I probably don’t even make sense right now...”

I smiled, grabbing his hands and bringing them up to my lips. His eyes followed and he kept his stare on his hands as I kissed each of his knuckles, resting my cheek on them.

“You give me the same feeling. The same happiness, I know exactly what you mean.”

“You do?” He spoke delicately, emotion laced in his voice as his eyebrows slightly raised and his eyes finally met mine.

“Yes, baby,” I said letting go of his hands and grabbing either side of his face, kissing him carefully yet with vigor.

“I need you to need me just as much as I need you, I can’t be left again now that you’ve given me this feeling. I’m selfish but I want, I need you all to myself,” he said against my lips as his hand raised to my neck. Lightly tugging on the collar of his shirt, he held the key on the necklace he'd given me in his hand. Placing a kiss on it, he gently placed it back as it layed on my bare chest under his shirt. Grabbing my hands, he rested his cheek on them, as he often did.