Forced to become Mrs Styles (A Harry Styles AU)

Chapter eighteen.

Chapter eighteen.

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EMMAS POV:

Waking up to Harrys arm wrapped around me was becoming a regular occurrence, not that I minded in the slightest.

We were set on just being friends from now on, not that I’m ok with that but there isn’t a lot I can do, I can hardly make Harry want me can I?

I wish I didn’t feel like this about him, then none of this would hurt so much.

I continue to lie still making sure I get to stay like this for as long as possible, I feel comfortable and safe. Breathing in Harry’s delicious scent, feeling his body pressed up close moulded into mine. It was all I wanted really.

Well not all I wanted, I really wanted a good morning kiss too, then I’d be happy.

After a few minutes Harry spoke, interrupting my peaceful bliss.

‘’ I know your awake’’ He mumbled in his deep morning voice, it was even sexier than his regular voice. If that’s even possible!

‘’How’’ I sigh quietly.

‘’ You breath differently when your asleep’’ He chuckled pressing his face in to my neck.

‘’Oh’’ I mutter.

‘’So want to go get breakfast?’’ He asked.

‘’ Well I don’t really eat breakfast but I’ll come with you, yeah’’ I said whilst unwrapping myself from Harry and siting up. I missed his closeness already.

As if he could read my mind he shot up and pulled me back towards him, sitting behind me with his arms wrapped around my waist once again.

‘’ How you feeling? Hangover?’’ He asked his warm breath against my neck sent shivers down my spine.

‘’I don’t get them remember’’ I gigged. Harry winced at my loudness.

‘’ I do’’ he moaned pouting like a baby.

‘’Aww poor Harry’’ I teased.

‘’Oh your using my proper name again’’ He chuckled.

‘’What?’’ I question confused.

‘’ Yesterday you were calling me Hazza and Harold’’ he told me.

‘’What, oh no! God’’ I said sending myself in to a fit of laughter.

‘’Ssssh’’ Harry whined.

‘’Sorry’’ I said covering my hand with my mouth.           

‘’I need to shower, give me two minuets’’ Harry said standing up leaving me on the bed.

Once he was gone I stood up and walked towards the wardrobe, looking in I just didn’t know what to wear.

Eventually I settled on a pair of denim hot pants and a loose vest top. I scrunched my hair a little deciding to let it stay in its natural messy curls today. I just didn’t feel like spending time on my hair right now.

I applied my make up like I always do and chucked all my stuff in a handbag.

Just as I finished getting ready Harry reappeared from the bathroom, with a towel slung loosely around him, showing off his perfect abs and tattoos.

I tried my best not to stare at him, but I don’t think I succeeded.

‘’Well this is a first’’ Harry chuckled.