*Short chapter, sorry!
When I woke up I saw Harry was leaned over, his head resting by my hip and his feet hanging off the edge of my bed. What in the hell happened last night? He looked so uncomfortable he would for sure be sore. I wanted to wake him up, but I hated waking people up. The jolt and the deep inhale they take always scared me. I stretched, moving my bed more than normal and luckily, it woke him. His eyes fluttered a little and then he rubbed them. He smiled and I smiled.
“Last night was uh, interesting?” he croaked. God, his morning voice was sexy.
“Uh yeah. Just let me tell you now, that was the last time you’re sleeping in my bed,” I winked at him and he began to blush.
“Thanks for staying” I yawed.
“It’s no problem. I love sleepovers.”
He got up and stretched and I followed.
“What to go get breakfast? It’s only….8” he asked checking his phone.
“Why are we up so early?” I laughed. I usually woke up at 10.
He shrugged his shoulders, “Anxious I guess”
“Sure,” I smiled, “let me get dressed”
“Same” he said walked to the door but he stopped.
“Shit” he whispered.
“What?” I asked walking towards him.
“My key is in my room and Parker is probably sleeping. Shit,” he said hitting his forehead.
“I uh, I have a pair of my brothers sweats. I mean, he’s a little bigger than you but they should work?”
I went and got them and he held them up. Then, without and care, he kicked his shoes off and took of his pants. I watched him pull the sweats up to his waist, a perfect fit.
“Nosy eh?” he winked.
“S-Sorry” I said turning away to find a fresh set of clothes. He walked over to my bulletin board and looked at the hundreds of pictures I had put up.
“Hot friends” he said observing.
“Thanks,” I moaned.
I found a pair of sweats and found a hoodie.
“Turn around” I ordered.
“What?” he asked confused.
“Turn around!” I said, raising my voice a little.
As soon as he turned I ripped my skirt off and quickly slipped on my sweats. I took off the tank top and slipped the hoodie on over my bra.
“Okay,” I said putting my hair in a bun.
We walked out the door, I, making sure to get my key.
“You know,” he started as we went down the hallway, “There was a mirror and I couldn’t help myself”
I thought a moment and then hit him. Not only has he “slept” with me, he saw me in my bra and underwear. We started walking, the brisk wind blowing in our face. His hands found mine, and soon were laced together. Once we got to the cafeteria we both got our breakfast and found a table.
“So, tell me about yourself McKinley. I don’t even know your last name” he said stuffing his mouth with hash browns.
“Well,” I thought, “I’m McKinley Russo. I dance. I’m quiet. I want to be a Dentist.” I ate a spoon full of granola, “I’m ½ Italian. And, I might just be falling for someone. Okay, your turn”
He smiled and put his fork down. “I’m Harry Styles. I’m from a tiny village in England. I love singing. I don’t know what I want to be. I love America. And ironically, I’m falling for someone as well”
I felt my face get hot and I could tell I was blushing. We finished our meal and made our way back to the dorms. We parted when we got to our floor. Before though, he gently kissed my cheek.