I could feel somebody's warm skin against mine. I smiled knowing that Derek was next to me. I cuddled closer to him and he put his arm around me. I suddenly froze then, my blood drained from my face. I suddenly screamed and pushed myself away from them. I flew off the side of the bed hitting my head on the floor.
I groaned and curled into a ball, my head aching. "Um, Kamel, you okay?" Wait Harry? I sat up rubbing my head.
"What are you doing here, and what are you doing in my bed?!" I grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.
"Ugh you called me last night and told me to come over." Then everything snapped.
"Oh yeah, why were you sleeping so close to me then?" Not that I didn't mind it, I mean he was really warm, and was freezing.
"I don't know, but are you dating somebody or something?"
My eyes widened, he was not about to ask me out, was he? "No, and no I will not date you."
"Oh um, I wasn't going to ask you out, it's just you kept saying this guys name-." He was gonna say something but I quickly cut him off.
"Yeah." He did a hair flip attempting to fix his hair.
"Next time slap me, and wake me up would ya?" I climbed back up in the bed, suddenly all these flash backs hitting me. Making my head hurt even more.
"You alright, does that mean we'll be sleeping together more?"
"No!" I grabbed another pillow and threw it at him making him laugh. "What time is it anyways?" Harry picked up his phone from the night stand.
"6:30, so we should probably get going the plane leaves at 7:45." He threw the covers off, and he was only wearing boxers. I quickly shaded my eyes, oh my god I can't believe I shared a bed with him when he was wearing his boxers...
"Puts some clothes on Curly." He laughed, and I stood still shading my eyes. I felt my way around my room till I got to my dresser. I opened my eyes, and quickly found clothes. I ran over too my bathroom and opened the door. And the first thing I see is a naked Harry Styles. "Who gave you permission to strip completely naked?!" I quickly hid behind the door. Covering my mouth so I wouldn't batf
"Well you wouldn't have seen me if you would have knocked." He laughed so hard he could barely breath.
"It's my house!"
"And you invited me over." He laughed. "I'm wearing pants now anyways, you can come in." I walked inside then, and he was wearing clothes, thankfully. I grabbed my brush and quickly brushed my hair. "Was I pretty big?" He whispered into my ear. My jaw dropped. I quickly slapped his chest.
"Nasty." I finished getting ready and grabbed my suitcase. I tried getting the picture out of my head, but I was definitely going to be scarred for life.
Once we had gotten ready I grabbed my bags and put them in Harry's car. His suitcases were already in the back seat. "Looks like you've packed for like a month." Harry laughed.
"I did not, I just have to pack shampoo, and my boxing stuff, regular clothes, exercising clothes, makeup-." Harry quickly cut me off.
"I get it, now get in the car." He laughed. I ran around to the other side and quickly got in. We drove off to the airport, which wasn't to far away from my house. On the way there, I kept listing off things that I packed just to annoy him. I found it rather funny.
Once we got to the airport Harry was instantly mobbed by tons of people. "Oh my god it's Harry Styles!"
"AH OMG I'm so calling Terise!" Girls screamed and jumped up and down crowding around us. It was starting to freak me out. "Harry even got a girlfriend! SO CUTE!" This again... I groaned, and balled my hand up into a fist.
"CAN I GET A PICTURE WITH YOU BOTH?!" I felt Harry's hand collapse over the top of mine, and I instantly relaxed.
"Sure." Harry put his arm around me, and the girl stood in between us. She quickly took the picture, then pecked Harry on the lips. "I LOVE YOU THANK YOU!" She quickly ran out of the crowd of girls then.
Eventually a few guards from the airport came and helped Harry and I out. We quickly boarded on the plane and set off for Kentucky, USA. I leaned back in my seat eating from a bag of peanuts a flight attendant had gotten me. I had a huge headache from all the screaming girls, and a twist in my stomach from lift off. They had a few difficulties with one of the new assistant pilots, and they were having trouble stabilizing the back of the plane.
"Hey Kamel, I think your bleeding." I turned and looked at him. He grabbed my hands and opened my hand that was in a fist. The palm of my hand was bleeding from where I had dug my fingernails into my skin. "You okay?"
"I'm fine." I pulled my hand away, and right as I did so Harry called for the flight attendant. She came over and bandaged my hand. Which was kind of awkward, I thought they were only good for serving food.
"Your welcome." Harry said smirking. I rolled my eyes and laid my head on the head rest. "So where you live, do you say ya'll or something?" He laughed.
"No Curly we don't." Ya'll. I laughed to myself. "Is this the first time you've been to America?"
He shrugged. "Yeah I think so." He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck.
"With all that money, you never took yourself to America?" Then again I didn't blame him. Not like the government was doing to good over there. My mom told me that gas prices were really high, and taxes were a pain in the ass. Not like it was any to much better in the UK.
Harry shook his head. I was kind of surprised, but I didn't ask why. He seemed kind of upset about it.
After what seemed like forever, we landed. It was dark out and it was about 11 PM. Everybody got off the plane and Harry and I grabbed our luggage. It was kind of nice that nobody really knew Harry in America. Which meant we weren't likely to get mobbed or something. I ended up calling a taxi to my moms place. We had landed in a town right outside of my hometown. It only took about 30 minutes to get there.
I walked up to the doorstep and rang the doorbell. It took a couple of minutes, but eventually my mom answered the door. She quickly brought me into a hug, surprising me a little. She looked like a wreck. Her hair was messy, and she wasn't even wearing makeup. "I stayed up all night waiting for you to come, I'm glad your back home." I didn't reply, because she'd start crying probably. She pulled away, and looked over my shoulder. "When did you get a boyfriend?!" She seemed kind of surprised.
"We're not dating mother." I mentally slapped myself, ugh. "We're training together while were here."
"But I had some stuff planned that we could go and do." I shook my head, I figured she'd do this.
"Mom, I came here to be with my father, not to go on a family vacation." My mom nodded and stepped out of the way. We quickly came inside, bringing our suitcases with us.
"I only have your bedroom for extra room though, where is he going to sleep?"
"We can figure something out later mom, we're both tired so we're going to go unpack quick. I'll see you in the morning." I went up the stairs and went into my bedroom. It looked the same from when I left. With Justin Bieber posters on the wall. I wasn't even a fan of him anyways, I got over him my Sophomore year.
"Looks like somebody was a fan." Harry laughed from behind me. I groaned and began tearing my posters down. Harry began unpacking while I finished ripping down posters. He didn't have to much to unpack, but I let him have half of my dresser.
Once we both finished unpacking I laid down in my bed. It still had a purple comforter, with pillows that said "Fight" On them.
"So when did you become a boxer anyways?" Harry said as he laid down next to me.
"10th grade." Harry nodded.
"Why'd you become a boxer?" I sighed and got up turning off the light. I got under the covers, not really carrying where Harry slept. But I wasn't going to answer that.
"Night Harry." I could feel the bed move as he got under the covers as well. He rolled over close to me so his chest was against my back.
"Sorry if that upset you." I closed my eyes ignoring him. I quickly fell asleep, hoping this time I wouldn't have a dream about Derek.
I felt a cold hand come across my face, making me quickly sit up. I looked over to see Harry with his hands across his chest. "What the hell?!"
He smiled a little. "You were talking about Derek, you told me to slap you so I did."
"Did you enjoy that?" I said sarcastically.
"Yeah, probably a little to much too." He laughed and sat up. "It's 8 anyways, we should probably go train." I nodded and got out of bed. We both walked over to the dresser grabbing something.
"Thanks for wearing clothes to bed this time." I said laughing, "But I got dibs on the bathroom this time." I quickly jumped over my bed with my clothes, and ran into the bathroom. I stripped down to my bra, and was about to grab my clothes when the door opened.
I quickly looked over to see Harry. "Harry! Get out!" I covered my body with my hands and he began laughing.
"That's pay back from yesterday." He laughed closing the door.
"Dick." I whispered. I quickly got dressed and let Harry in. My bathroom was kind of small though. So we kept bumping elbows while we were doing our hair. "Oh my god, your so fat." I groaned as he hit my elbow again.
"You're the one to talk."
"I am not fat!" He laughed, so I went under the sink looking for something. I smiled when I found some left over shaving cream. I quickly put some in my hand, then slapped Harry in the face with it.
"Woah, you wana play that game?" I smirked, he ran over to his bag grabbing his shaving cream. I quickly grabbed the can and ran towards him. I had shaving cream in both of my hands. He was only wearing shorts, and I was wearing shorts and a sports bra. I quickly slapped shaving cream all over his chest, rubbing it around.
He began rubbing shaving cream all over my hair and face. I laughed and put more shaving cream on my hand. I began drawing words on his chest like. "Loser, fat, curly." And any word that came to mind when I thought of him.
By the time were were done, my legs, stomach, and face was covered in shaving cream. Harry on the other hand, had it on his chest, back, face, hair, and knees. We both looked horrible. I heard my door open and I quickly hid behind Harry. "Where's Kami at?" I heard my mother say.
Harry rubbed the back of his neck, getting shaving cream there too. "Ugh I think she just went to the bathroom, you can stay in here and wait for her if you want to." I laughed and began to mess with Harry just for the hell of it.
I put my hands on the top of his shorts, and ran my finger around the back edge of his shorts. I heard him clear his throat. "You okay?" My mother asked. Harry nodded, but stayed stiff. I leaned up on my tippy toes and breathed on his neck. Goosebumps ran down his body as he shivered. I had to cover my mouth so I wouldn't laugh. "Oh I forgot I have muffins downstairs cooking, I'll be back." My mom rushed out of the room and Harry turned around pushing my back against the wall harshly.
"What the hell do you think your doing?" I just laughed, I don't know why I did it. But I thought it was hilarious. "Fine if you want to play dirty games, I can play them too." I immediately stopped laughing, was he being serious?
I felt his hands grab the side of my shorts, and pull down on the sides. "Nope." I quickly pulled them back up. I immediately began wondering why I did that. I probably made him horny or something. I began to regret what I did. He put his lips to my neck and began sucking harshly. He bit down on my skin immediately causing me to moan. As I did so, I pushed him away and covered my mouth. Harry laughed. "I think I win." I wanted to get back at him for that, but I decided that we needed to stop this.
I didn't want anything going far, and besides he probably thinks I like him now or something. "Okay lets just forget that just happened, and go clean up."
"What, did you want to shower together, so I can clean you off while you clean me up?" He laughed pulling me into his chest.
"No!" I pushed him back away. "In your dreams curly."
"Oh I figured you wanted in my pants, so I was gonna let you." I slapped his chest.
"Stop!" Harry laughed. "Lets go clean off outside." I walked out the door, and down the stairs, and back out the door again. I grabbed the hose and turned it on. As Harry came through the door, I quickly sprayed him in the stomach.
"That's freezing!" He tried covering the water with his hands, but I sprayed him in the face. He ran towards me then, tackling me. He grabbed the hose form my hands, and began spraying me in the stomach.
"You sure your not dating?" I heard my mother say. I quickly pushed Harry off of me and stood up.
"No mom, just leave it." I pushed past her and went back in the house. I grabbed a towel from my bathroom and dried off. I threw the towel on the floor once I was done, and went downstairs. Mom had blueberry muffins out for breakfast, but I only ate banana's for breakfast. "Where the fuck are the banana's?"
"Here." I turned around to see Harry, he had a banana in his hand, and he was eating one also. I took it from him awkwardly and began eating it.
"Thanks." Harry smiled. What was I thinking when I messed with him like that?
"Sorry about your neck by the way." He said coving his mouth as if he was going to laugh. No way... I quickly ran to the living room looking at a small mirror that we had hung up on the wall. And sure enough my skin had turned a dark purple, and green color. Great...
A/N: Sorry for not updating for a while! I forgot my email Lol. Then I didn't know what to write about towards the end. So yeah. Sorry about that! Make sure you like, put this book in your favorites, and comment! I love your guys feedback! It makes me want to keep writing. So thank you for that! (Not edited)