What The Papers Don't Say

Chapter 23

I rolled over in the familiar feeling of Harry's sheets as I stretched my arms out. I loved how innocent he looked asleep. Lips parted creating a tunnel for his slowly rising chest, front curls brushing slightly over his eye lids, and his soft but yet dominant grip around my waist. I broke loose slowly from our united bodies ready to wake him up.

" Babe ?" I whispered looping my fingers in his locks budging them to where they belong revealing his eyelids.

" Wake up." I whispered once more.

" You wake up because that's what people do when they're done sleeping." My actions failed once more to his protests.

" Okay, dude seriously." I giggled.

" No." His groggily morning voice echoed.

" Alright, then." I admitted as he left me no choice.

I placed my hands around his torso gripping the sheet as I leaned down. Our faces were so close to the point where I could feel the warmth of his breath exhaled against mine. My tongue separated my lips apart licking his cheek.

" You nasty !" Harry wiped his cheeks away as his lids flickered open.

" You asked for it, Styles." I laughed at his disgusted expression.

" I'm so gonna get you !" Harry smirked as he rubbed his hair awake.

" Not if you can't catch me first." I teased feeling the cold marble floor against my feet as I ran. I made my way forcefully to the door only to be held back by the locked door knob.

" Not so fast, Missy." He placed me back on his bare chest making me release my grip on the handle.

" You should wear your messy hair more, it's hotter on you." He smiled.

I forced my tippy toes up compressing my lips together on his cheek, only to be surprised by the feeling of his lips on mine when he turned his face.

" Cheeky." I mumbled against our tangled lips feeling another smirk spread on his.

" Jump." He ordered. I did so making him wrap my legs around him as my back was pushed to the wall.

" Not my typical breakfast but .." I trailed off when my the tip of my tongue brushed over his.

" And it won't be." Harry pulled away.

" What ?! Harry !" I yelled in frustration as my legs sank on the floor.

" I told you I'm gonna get you." He teasingly laughed grabbing a towel.

" Whatever." I groaned grabbing one of his shirts.

" I can fell you smiling." I yelled over the bathroom door.

" You asked for it, Lewington." He gave me a taste of my own medicine.

" You made me rush my shower just so you can do your hair ?" Harry asked in confusion watching me run the straightener over my wavy strand of hair.

" Oh hush." I focused on my reflection.

" I got you real well." He jumped up on the counter with the biggest proud smirk ever.

" You just wait. Just wait." I hummed fighting a smile at how he was making me feel.

" Shit." I cursed under my breath feeling a burn on my neck. I'm the biggest klutz ever. I either drop, break, or burn things/myself.

" Babe did you burn yourself ? Again ?" He scooted closer examining my neck.

" It is not my fault I have really thick ass hair." I complained.

" I know how to make it better." He pushed the rest of my hair away.

" Please." I pleaded as his lips made short contact with my neck.

" Or not." He pulled away heading for the door.

" What is up with you today ?!" I yelled.

" By the way, Zayn is having a pool party today." He announced walking down the stairs.

" So I did my hair for nothing ?" I groaned loudly.

" I got you again ! Third time today !" He teased laughing.

What a long day lays ahead.

" Bell !" Eleanor yelled pulling me into a hug the second I walked in.

" How's it going ? With Lou ?" I asked eager to be updated.

" We took the day just for ourselves and it's been great, so far." She smiled.

" How about you and Hazza Stazza ?" She continued as we walked to the beach chairs framing the large rectangle shaped pool.

" He's been such a tease ! " I complained setting my woven beach tote on the striped chair surface.

" Spicing up the relationship much ?" She adjusted her sunglasses.

" If only." I sighed pulling off my cover up.

" Hey babes." A stranger walked up from behind.

" Um Bell ?" Eleanor alarmingly nudged my arm

" J-josh." My eyes widened in surprise.

" Hey ! I haven't seen you since L.A." He smiled pulling his hand out for a shake.

" And let's keep it that way." My feet shortly swept as Harry wrapped his palms around my hip budging me in.

" You are ?" Josh asked.

" Her boyfriend of nine months." Harry shook his hands.

" Right." Josh tugged down on his tank top.

" May we help you with something mate ?" Zayn sipped on his drink.

" Yeah, um great party." Josh stuttered." I'll find my way to the bar." He finished off both his sentence and constant determination for something.

" And why the hell is my ex invited to this party ?" I eyed Zayn.

" What ?" He raised his tipsy arms." I wasn't in charge of the list." He admitted leaving.

" I leave you for one minute and your ex is hitting on you ?" Harry looked down at me.

" He wasn't hitting on me, but I am flattered." I stuck my tongue out at him.

" Yeah guys ? I'm still here." Eleanor gagged keeping her hand on the top of her forehead shielding the suc away.

" Having fun ? Eh ? Eh ?" Niall yelled high five-ing El's hand as he passed by making us burst into laughter.

" Damn. Irish men can drink" I chuckled

" We need to catch up on the booze." Harry flipped his hair fixing it into place. The things he can do to me with just one hair flip ..

" Stop with the teasing." I slapped his chest.

" I'm leaving." Eleanor raised her hands in defeat.

" Drinks and swimming ?" Harry suggested.

" Yes !" I cheered.

" You fine with that D bag sitting at the bar ?" His thumb brushed against mine in assurance.

" Totally. Smell ya later, bitch." I raised my pointer and middle finger in the air forming a peach sign as he laughed at my quirkiness.

Being quirky is an act to not get him all worked up and worried. Honestly, what the absolute fuck is Josh doing here ? He seems to appear a lot recently. That's not good. Whatever he is up to, its aint gon be good.

" Two Ciroc Chick." I ordered fiddling with my fingers not granting my eyes permission to glance at Josh. Only that did not work.

" Hey, again." He approached.

" Hi." I greeted with no emotions.

" So what are you doing with that one direction fag ?" His comment parted my lips in a gasp.

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Notes

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