Friends With Benefits- A Harry Styles FanFic

Chapter 7

"Wake up! C'mon POPPY WAKEY WAKEY!" My phone alarm screams, the boys thought it would be a hilarious joke to make THE most annoying alarm on my phone. I groaned and rolled over whaking my phone repeatedly till it shut up. I closed my eyes and rolled back over, not really asleep but not wanting to get out of bed just yet. I took a deep breath through my nose and slowly cracked open one eyelid, and immediately started to laugh as I remembered that I'd left my ipad propped up and now, the sleeping face of Harry Styles is snoring peacefully opposite me. I smiled, desperate to reach out and touch the silky curl that fell onto his face.

"Harry?" I whispered, he frowned slightly in his sleep. I giggled quietly, before taking a deep breath in... "HARRY!" I shouted as loudly as I could. Harry jumped backwards falling of the computer chair he had been sleeping on his face shmushed against the desk.

"Poppy!" He growled from the floor while tears of laughter ran down my face. He stood up glaring at me.

"My head REALLY hurts..." He groaned rubbing the back of his head as he stretched.

"Oh. My. GOD." I choked out between laughing fits. He rolled his eyes.

"What time is it?" He asked lightly taking his t-shirt off.

"Umm..." I said distractedly staring at his v-line.

"Is someone turned on?" He said smirking as he striped down to his boxes. I tore my gaze away from his body, as I rolled my eyes.

"No." I said stubbornly.

"You know you want me... You know I want chaaa!" Harry sang doing a few hip thrusts, making me laugh as I sat up in bed not even caring my hair looked like it had been very badly back combed.

"You know it Styles," I winked and he laughed pulling some trousers on "aaand the time is..." I paused checking my phone while he pulled on a tight fitting white v-neck. "8:30" I said, Harry's face snapped up in horror.

"What?" He said his eyes going huge.

"8:30..." I said slowly frowning.

"Oh shiiit!" He yelled running round frantically.

"What?! What's happened?" I stressed.

"My flight! My flight leaves in half an hour!" He said loudly pulling on a pair of converses and shoving his old clothes in his suitcase. I smiled at how cute he looked even when he was freaking out.

"Okay Poppy," he said having got his stuff together in record quick time. I knew he was saying goodbye and I willed myself not to cry. "I love you baby," he said softly his eyes getting all sad.

"I love you too." I said my own eyes filling.

"Don't cry... I'll have to get the flight home if you cry. I swear I will." He said smiling. I sniffed, attempting a weak smile.

"I'm not crying." I said brushing away a tear that had somehow escaped my eyes.

"I'll see you soon though... I promise." He said as he blew a kiss into the screen.

"I know." I said with a real smile this time as I blew one back.

"Bye love" he said smiling.

"Bye Harry," I waved slowly as we both hit the end call button. I groaned as soon as my screen went blank falling backwards onto the pillow, holding back tears.

Harry's POV:

"Your late! Jeez, we though we were going to have to hold the flight for you!" Louis complained as I ran into the airport.