GREEN (RL Harry Styles fanfic)

58. Black Tie

I woke up engulfed in him. With my eyes still closed I took in a deep breath and inhaled his scent. Instantly I felt at home, safe, and calm. I fluttered my eyes opened with a smile wide across my face, feeling closer to him.

Waking up like this felt so familiar and my smile only widened realizing the last time I'd woken up alone in his bed was when we had shared our first kiss. Staying at Harry's house was the closest I could get to him while he was on tour, so that's where I wanted to be. Well, I wanted to be wrapped around him, but I wasn't just going to go and fly across the world because I missed him. I felt crazy enough sleeping in his bed and wearing his shirt.

Feeling nostalgic and a bit cheeky, I reached for my phone. I held it out in front of me and snapped a few photos. I selected my favorite and texted it to Harry with a message.

You've managed to get me in your bed all the way from Denmark. That's some skill Styles. ;) I miss you.

It was only 7:00 AM here in Los Angeles. I had fallen asleep early last night, so even being awake at this hour I felt rested. Some of that feeling I attributed to being in Harry's home.

I miss you too babe.

I smiled more, seriously pushing the limits on how big a smile could be. It was almost ridiculous how much he made me smile. I was having a girl moment, something that I rarely did; something only he brought out in me.

How do you always look so good in my clothes?

Harry had texted again and I wondered if his comment was a compliment or an invitation to play. There was only one way to find out.

Funny, I thought you'd like me better once I was out of them...

Maybe I need another photo, to compare the two? That's really the only way to settle this.

There was that giant smile again, this time paired with a giggle. Girl moment. I sat up and pulled his t-shirt over my head. I held my phone up again for another selfie, this time making more effort to get a good shot and a wide enough angle to give him what he wanted. I sent off the picture and bit my lip in anticipation of his response.

I'm having trouble making up my mind. Maybe some more photos? ;)

Oh he definitely wanted to play. I pondered another pose, but didn't want to look like a porn star. Suddenly I got and idea. I kicked free from the sheets and scurried to his closet. I looked around and finally found what I was looking for, his ties. I chose a wide black silk tie and effortlessly tied it around my neck, loosely hanging. I used to accessorize with ties in high school and the skill to tie one had never left me.

I moved in front of the mirror on his closet door and held up my phone to capture my whole body in the a photo for him. The tie fell between my breasts and the point tickled me just above the small manicured patch of hair between my legs. I pulled my arms in a tad to accentuate my breasts and tilted my head slightly before taking a picture. This time I was pleased with the first one and I sent it off with another text.

How about a compromise? ;)

That is sexy as hell babe! Go get back in bed. I wasn't finished with you there.

I hurried back to bed just as quickly as I had hurried out of it a moment ago.

Yes sir. In bed.

Oh? Are you going to be my good girl today?

Maybe? I'm feeling a bit too dirty to be good though.