COMPLETED
DISCLAIMER- I wrote this when I was 12 so it might, kind of be a fast burn. Enjoy :)
"Y-you're w-what?!" I asked, acting like a stuttering mess.
"I'm the leader of the mafia..." Harry whispered viciously into my ear, "you better run."
...
I found myself jolting awake. But the only difference was my usual amhpostphere.
I was in Harry's bed, which made sense because my body was in utter comfort, rather than soreness. Although the couch I usually slept on was comfortable, it still made my back and neck ache.
Harry looked at me with the sparkly emerald eyes, smiling.
"Hey-" I said breathlessly from my tiredness.
"Hey.." he bit his lip.
I laid back down on the bed, turning over to face him. He put his arms behind his head, slightly turning his head to look at me.
"Don't I usually sleep on the couch?" I asked.
"Yes." He replied, "but you seemed so tired. So I let you sleep in here." He smiled.
"Oh. Well, thank you for that." I smiled back at his kind gesture, he nodded at my thanking.
As I looked at him more...something in my mind felt as if I was remembering an event. His cocky facial expressions, his parted lips.. It was at the tip of my tongu-
A blow job!
That's what I remembered! I can't believe I gave him one!
"Not to boost your ego, but you're pretty good at giving blow jobs." Harry muttered, thinking about the same topic as me.
"Practice makes perfect." I shrugged, raising his jealousy to an alarming rate.
He scoffed, I had realized he was wearing a hat. The brim was gray and the rest of the hat was black.
"I have never seen you with a hat?" I observed.
"Does it look good?" He asked for my approval of the multi-colored hat.
"Yes. I think it makes you look like a frat boy." I chuckled slightly.
He smirked, adjusting it. The brim was in the back, rather than the front. But, backwards hats on guys looked better anyways.
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Harry Styles
She makes me smile.
She makes me feel things I haven't felt in a long time, things I haven't felt since I was a little child.
I am now starting to feel guilty about the stupid mission, I don't want to do it anymore knowing the knowledge about her.
It was not fair.
She makes me feel things, I don't know what I'd feel if she wasn't here.
She makes me feel excited.
She makes me want to get out of bed in the morning.
