20 Days *1 Day Left*

"You want me. Every inch of your body wants me," he hissed, "You want me to touch you. You want me to fuck you". "You have twenty days left, Styles," I whispered looking at his delicious lips. "But you don't", he smirked and pushed me to his bed.


23. Day 18: Forever

“Two days left…” I whispered as I blankly stared at the ceiling. There’s no way I can win now. The only way to not become his slave is sleeping with him. But if I do, then he’ll win. And if I don’t, I’ll become his slave. To top it all off, no matter what I do, after the 20 days are over, which is three days away, I will have to sleep with him anyway. Talk about over-confidence from my part.

I let out a scream. I was furious! How did I end up like this? How? Why?

“Can I come in?” a voice, I recognized it to be Harry’s, called out from outside the door.

“Do you ever ask?” I retorted. I could hear his snicker and I could visualize his smirk as he opened the door and shut it behind him.

“What was that scream for?” he asked. “It woke me up.”

“My way of torturing you,” I retorted as I looked up at the ceiling. He chuckled.

“What are you doing?” he asked as he walked beside the bed. “Trying to find ceiling patterns?”

“Ha!” I fake laughed. “It is very funny!” He jumped into the bed, lying down next to me.

“What are you doing!?” I protested.

Lying down next to you,” he enunciated putting emphasis on the word ‘lying’. He was staring at the ceiling as well.

“How long are you going to drag this, Styles?” I asked him.

“What’s there to hide about being Irish anyway?” he asked me changing the topic.

“Now you care? After you make a deal with me about this?” I questioned.

“I asked you first,” he said.

“I asked you before you did,” I informed him. “And you completely ignored it.”

“If you let me kiss you, I might just answer all your questions,” he smirked.

“I’m okay with having no answers,” I remarked.

He chuckled.

“You won’t make a move on me today?” I asked him. He turned towards me, his head resting on his right hand, and smiled. I looked into his green eyes, convincing myself that I did not like those eyes.

“Why? You want me to?” he questioned back, a smirk forming in his face. I’m going to have to punch him now.

“Why do you answer a question with another question?” I asked him trying to look away but his eyes were so appealing.

“Why do you do the same?” he asked me back. If it went on, we would keep asking questions and never get the answer.

“You’re impossible,” I whispered and shifted my gaze towards the wall. The person of my concern was lying down beside him. And although I didn’t want him to make a move on me, I kind of wanted to. Was he refraining himself? Did Zayn speak the truth? Ma-

He pulled me towards him dragging my body with his left hand, his chin on the left side of my head.

“Wha-?” I began.

“Just stay like this, Kei,” he murmured. “For now.”

 “Ha-” I was cut off.

“Please, just for a moment,” he whispered. It almost sounded as if he were pleading.

He clutched my body close to him, as if he never wanted to let me go.

“Harry?” I asked.

“Yeah?” he whispered.

“Nothing,” I whispered back and placed my head on top if his hard chest. The rhythmic beating of his heart and the synchronized breaths he took made me feel… At home. For the first time ever, I felt like I was home. But I never had a home. What was this strange feeling?

He held me closer and I found myself dozing off to sleep.

Maybe it was just a dream, or maybe it really happened, but I heard Harry say something.

I don’t know whether he really said it, but what he said felt real.

My last memory before sleeping or my first dream was about Harry. It wasn’t like the usual Harry-like dreams. It was calm and I was happy. We were at some beach. The sun was just setting. He held my hand and he looked into my eyes, before pulling me in for an embrace.

“I wish to hold you forever like this,” he whispered. “I want you, Keira Callaghan. I want you to love me, Keira Callaghan."

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