Wolves

Risks

*Harry*

I was the first to wake up. Last night I had took it to myself to go to bed early, hence why I'm in my own bed and not on the living room floor.

Everyone else stayed up way past midnight so that meant it'd be a while before any of them woke up. Especially Zayn or Louis.

To be nice, I made everyone breakfast, a double one for Niall because he'd probably be hungry.

"Harry?" A quiet, tired voice sounded from the door.

I put down the last full plate and turned around to meet tired, glazed blue eyes.

"Hungry?" I asked after clearing my throat and breaking eye contact.

"I guess." She mumbled, sitting at the table and starting to eat.

It was at least ten minutes before everyone else joined us.

I was sat opposite Ashley and we stole glances at each other every few seconds.

A plate was pushed, a horrible sound scratching against the table. So I took it into the kitchen along with mine.

Then a chair was pushed and feet padded across the floor and into the kitchen, the door closing just after.

When I turned around, she was stood there in her pajamas.

"Hi."

"Hey." I took in her full appearance. Fluffy white jumper, bunny rabbits on her bottoms and bunny rabbit slippers. To top it off, her hair was a mess.

I watched her cautiously as she walked towards me, placing her small hands on my biceps. Just to show off, I flexed them as she squeezed, earning a tired laugh. I smiled slightly as I watched her actions.

"You're really muscly Harry." She mumbled, a quiet yawn escaping her plump pink lips. Man I wanna kiss her.

I watched as she bit her lip, tracing my only battle scar before she moved onto my birthmark which was straight under it.

"Harry, I've realised something recently..." She trailed, her face mere inches from mine as she shifted on her toes. My breath hitched.

"What is that?" I mumbled, trying not to stutter.

"You're-"

The door opened and we jumped apart. Liam walked in with his plate and dumped it in the sink. Then he looked at us.

"Everything alright?" He asked. We nodded.

"Y-yeah. We were just talking about some stuff." Ash stuttered slightly, still surprised of Liam's sudden appearance.

"Alright. Get dressed Ash. We're gonna run the perimeter." He said, eyeing her carefully before walking out. She followed before I even had a chance to ask her what she was gonna tell me.

Fuck, I should've just kissed her. But I didn't. Such a pussy.

"GET DRESSED HARRY!" Liam's voice boomed from his room, making me jump and jog to my room, bursting inside and shutting the door. The second I turned around, Ashley was stood there. I bit my lip as she pounced on me, firmly pressing her lips against mine as they moved in sync.

I slid my hands under her bum to hold her up as we continued our make out session. Her hands tangled themselves in my hair, gripping my ringlets as the moment got hotter.

"You ready yet Harry?" Louis asked from outside. We pulled away.

"Yeah gimme five minutes mate." I replied as normal as I could. To be honest, I didn't think it would convince him, but it did.