Die In Your Arms (Lovingly Mine Sequel)

Sorry I haven't updated anything in a while! It took me a really really really long time to find inspiration for the Lovingly Mine Sequel......sorry! But thanks to Mackelmore's song Thrift Shop...the inspiration is back! Please keep reading my little angels!

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3. Stop Complaining

*Harry's POV*

 

I stood there in shock at what she just said. Rachel has been complaining to me since December how much she wanted that car. So how could she be mad at me for getting it for her? "What do you mean I've really done it now? Isn't this the car you've been complaining to me about for the last month?" I didn't mean to come off so cross but I was confused and impatient. Why couldn't she just enjoy the night? She twirled a honey-blonde/brown curl around her finger and bit down on her lower lip. "Well...it's just that it's so expensive and everything." She shrugged her shoulders. "Rachel, listen to me. I wanted to do this for you. It is your sweet sixteen for God sakes! I'm sorry if I sound mean...I just don't like you complaining about me spoiling you." I slipped my arm around her shoulders and gave her a gentle squeeze. "I'm sorry...I just don't like it when people spoil me because it makes me feel like I owe them back." She looked up at me and shook her head. "But this is a present. You don't have to pay me back for anything love."  I explained. "But--" I cut her off, "Dude....if you really want to pay me back...then stop complaining and enjoy the night. Please. For me." I put my hands on her shoulders and held her at arms length. "Okay. Sorry for complaining. When do I get to take it home?" She walked towards me and laid her head on my silk-button up clad chest. "Whenever you want to. I can text management and have them clear everybody out. But we still have to clean the venue up tomorrow." I kissed the top of her head where her curls were starting to frizz from the intense dancing she was doing with the fans. "Okay because these heels are killing my feet and I'm really worn out from dancing. Can we go home now?" She asked in a child-like voice. "Yeah." I agreed and fetched the keys to her new car out of the pocket inside of my blazer. "Want me to drive? You can sleep in the back seat if you want to." She nodded yes and kicked off her heels. I texted management and told them the deal. The crowd thinned out before we left. Louis sat up front with me and Zayn, Niall and Liam sat in the back with Rachel. She had to sit on Liam's lap though cause there was only room for three. She fell asleep almost instantly after Liam set her down. I started up the car and drove back to the hotel.

 

***Time Skip To Back At Hotel***

*Rachel's POV*

"Should I wake her?" someone, who I assumed was Liam whispered to someone. "Nah...just set her down in bed and let her sleep." The other voice, who I now knew was Harry's, said back.

My eyes fluttered open at the sound of his voice. "Harry?" I stretched out my arms just as I touched the duvet of my bed. "What babygirl?" Harry took off his blazer and draped it over the chair by the window. "C'mere. Stay with me." I curled up in fetal position when Harry sat on the edge of the bed and took off his shirt and chinos. He crawled over and put us both under the covers. He put his warm arms around my waist and shoulders and pulled me closest to him as humanly possible. I inhaled deeply and was surrounded by his comforting scent of CK Eternity. He played with my hair until I fell asleep.
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