Infamous (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

40: Undressed Highs

(Irresistible Ch. 40: The First "First" Of Many)

Who get's tucked into bed when they still have their clothes on, especially when they aren't drunk?

Well, apparently my girl does.

It took me way too long to realize that she still has her regular clothes on and now I'm laying here wide awake wondering what to do.

Yes, it might sound like a weird thing to be fixated on but she can't possibly be comfortable like that. She might have fallen asleep but I think the stress of today had more to do with that than anything.

Get a grip man, just change her into her PJs, then you can sleep.

Determined to make my girl comfortable I slip out of bed and walk over to her side, pulling back the covers and rolling her over to I can hopefully get her changed without waking her.

This will be an odd one to explain if she does wake up, she's accused me of less than innocent intentions in the past, all said in jest but no less true.

I want to be with her and that's just a fact. But only when she's ready and my dear Mia isn't yet.

Thankfully I manage to pull off her thick jumper over her head without much disruption. It's only when I brush some hair that has fallen on her face that she even flinches.

My fingertips start to tingle as I start to unbutton her jeans. As pigheaded as it sounds I have thought many times about getting this close to Mia, preferably while she was awake of course.

We'll get there, I know we will.

As I start to pull the fabric down her legs, I notice the goosebumps rise on her skin, the little translucent hairs on her thighs rising up as the cool air hits her skin.

A gentle moan passes her lips, her body squirming a bit as my movements threaten to wake her.

"Mia, I'm sorry," I whisper hoping my voice might somehow lull her back to sleep instead of awakening her more.

I lean over her more, my hands natural steadying myself on her bare hips. I can feel her curves so perfectly under my hands and I can't help but think about these very hips sat over mine. I can't help myself, she's irresistible to me.

I take my time scanning my eyes over her body until I reach her face and her eyes are wide and staring right at me.

Her body tenses right in my hold when she looks down at herself and notices that I'm actively undressing her.

Shite.

"This looks bad," I flash her a little smile before pulling my hands away although that's the last thing I want to do. "But it's perfectly innocent."

"You say that a lot Harry and it's generally not the case."

A smile sweeps across my lips at the sound of her perfect giggle and thankfully she's not too grouchy that I've woken her up. I learned very quickly that she likes to sleep just as much as I do.

We're two peas in a pod when it comes to sleeping... we love it.

"True," I cup her cheek breathing a sigh of relief in the fact that although I've got her pantless underneath me and actively trying to get her top off, she's not completely against the idea.

Hmm, very interesting.

Maybe I can try a little something extra tonight.

"But I was only trying to get you changed for bed this time.