The Next Door Neighbour 3

Katie and Harry seem extremely happy until they hit a bump in their relationship. When something or should I say someone gets in the way of their love, how will they solve their issues?

The beautiful cover is made by: HSxox_

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Katie's POV

"Thank you," I smiled to the taxi driver as he lifted my suitcase out of the taxi and onto the floor of the car park which i was very familiar with.

I dragged my suitcase into the lift and I shot up to the third floor. The miserable English weather was really effecting my mood, also the fact that I missed my family and i was jet lagged.

I pulled my suitcase into the flat, leaving it in the hallway as I made my way to the bedroom. I changed out of my jeans and sweater and put on some sweatpants and one of Harry's football T-shirts as it looked comfy. 

I lay on the bed scrolling though my twitter, but not much was really happening, so I just found myself scrolling and scrolling.

H: im 5 minutes away

I felt i didn't need to reply as he was so near by and was probably driving, instead i texted Brad to see how things were going in the Brown household. 

Before 5 minutes had passed, I heard the door open and then slam again. I hoped it was Harry and not someone coming to murder me.

"Katie?" Harry called.

I jumped up excitedly and ran over to him, wrapping my arms around his neck as I embraced him. 

"I missed you," He mumbled into my neck.

I missed his warm touch.

"I missed you too," I smiled.

We ended the hug as he held my shoulders, looking straight at me with a smile.

I missed his smile. 

"You generally mean that?" He questioned. 

"I still think Ashton Irwin is a hot piece of ass," I smirked, before pressing my lips against his.

The kiss ended shortly as Harry held his arms out in front of him, holding my shoulders once again.

"Katie, we haven't seen each other in over a months and I just think we should take things slow, you know?" He spoke. 

I nodded, biting my lip so I didn't have the erg to kiss him again. 

"Yep, slow is good," I smiled. "You know, we haven't seen each other in a while and we should just ease back into things," 

He nodded in response, looking down at the ground for only a second, before crashing his lips into mine. The kiss was passionate and meaningful as I ran my fingers though his shiny curls. He held my waist as he pulled me onto his lap, my legs automatically wrapped around his hips.

He stood up, walking towards the bedroom with our lips still attacked. Our lips parted for only a second, before he pulled the football shirt over my head, before removing his own shirt and kissing me once again.

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Our breathing was still heavy as our sweaty bodies were interlocked under the covers. We just lay there, staring at each other. 

"So much for taking it slow," I smiled.

"Hmm, that was never going to happen though, let's be honest," Harry smirked.

"Why did you suggest it then idiot?" I laughed.

"I wanted to see what your reaction would be," His lips curving into a half smile.

"And tops marks, you handled it very well," He placed a gentle kiss on my forehead, as i snuggled into his neck. 

"Arn't we meant to be going to your parents?" I reminded him. 

"I told them it take me two hours to get here, but it only takes one," He answered.

"So they think I'm spending four hours on the road, when really it's only two, I thought that would buy us some time," 

"Sneaky Styles," I said, raising my eyebrows.

"Hey I got you something," Harry said suddenly, practically jumping out of bed.

I watched as he walked out of the room in his boxers, I could hear him rummaging for something in the hallway. 

He soon returned holding a small blue box.

"Merry Christmas," He smiled, handing my the box.

I slowly popped the small box open to reveal a beautiful necklace inside. It had a shiny silver cord and a silver ring in the middle.

"Harry, it's beautiful," I smiled, wrapping my arms around him in a warm hug.

"Here, let me put it on you," He smiled.

I turned around, holding my hair up and out of the way as he fastened the necklace around my neck. 

I turned back around, so i was facing his as I looked down at the necklace and held the ring in between my fingers.

"Thank you so much," I beamed.

"My Christmas present is crap compared to this," I sighed. 

"The thought that counts," He smiled.

I climbed out of the bed and rummaged in my suitcase until I found the package wrapped in Christmas snowman wrapping paper.

I handed it over to Harry as he delicately unwrapped the parcel. He then held up the present in which I had got him.

"These are so cool!" He exclaimed as he held up the personalised Hoodie I had made him.

It was a standard grey hoodie, with 'HS' printed in the corner on the front and 'Styles' printed in big letters on the back. I had also got him matching sweat pants that had 'Styles' printed on one of the front pockets.

"I know how much you love your comfy wear," I smiled.

"Katie, this is the nicest present ever," He beamed, hugging me and kissing my cheek. 

"Just one second," He said, hopping out of bed with the sweatpants and Hoodie in his hand. 

He came back moment later wearing his new gifts.

"What do you think?" He asked, striking a pose before coming back over to me. 

I pulled him down by his hoodie, so our faces were inches apart. I glanced down at his lips before speaking. 

"I think Ashton would look sexier in them," I giggled, jumping out of the bed and running into the living room.

I was only wearing the oversized football T-shirt from before, along with my underwear as I ran around the living room, with Harry chasing me. 

He grabbed my hips, lifting me up and chucking me over his shoulder. I kicked my legs against his chest, but he ignored me, before throwing my onto the bed and crawling on top of me.

"Wanna say that again sweetheart?" He smirked. 

 

 

 

 

 

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