"Come on babe!" Harry, your boyfriend of 8 months, whined as he nudged your arm. "Pleeeaasseeee!!!" He begged. "Please we can be quick! I just really need you bad right now!" He whined again. You looked over at him with his puppy dog eyes. "Sorry Haz, I think i'm gonna start my period and really don't feel like it tonight." You say calmly. You wanted him just as bad but your body wasn't cooperating with you tonight. You saw his face drop and the sparkle in his eye fade. He nodded and walked out of the room. "Harry!" You said following him. "I'm sorry babe but my stomach is really hurting and i'm having the worst back pain." You said hugging him from behind tracing over his toned stomach.
He gently moved your arms from around him, grabbed his phone, coat and keys and without another word walked out of the apartment. You stood in the same spot thinking why you had to refuse. He was obviously upset and now things would be awkward for the next couple of days. You grabbed the big soft duvet from the room you shared with Harry and walked into the living room. You sat in the corner of the sofa and flicked the channels. "Harry Styles seen with a mystery blonde late last night." "Styles? Player or Faithful?" "Has Harry Styles got a new girl? Has Georgia been dumped by the world's hottest guy?" You stared at the stories all over the news. You turned off the TV and sat in silence. A single tear came creeping out of your left eye and fell onto the duvet.
You dozed off and were woken up by Harry shuffling around you. "Harry?" You said as you got up slowly. "Babe, just..." You hugged him hard before he could say anything else. "I'm sorry Harry. My stomach stopped hurting," You pulled back and winked. "If you wanna take this to the bedroom." He chuckled and stood up striaght. "First of all you are the worst liar and second if we, you know," *GIF* "Then would would share all these chocolates, crisps, marshmallows and ice cream with you?!" He said as he pulled out all these things from his bags on the floor. "And what is a junk food night without any movies." He put the food down and pulled out Mean Girls, Love Actually and The Notebook out of his other bag and smiled his Cheshire grin.
