Harry kept kissing me down my jawline, to my neck.
"So much," he repeated between the kisses.
"Harry," I slightly moaned.
"Yes?," he asked, looking up, his eyes burning into mine.
"I don't think I'm ready," I said.
He nodded, but didn't stop kissing me. He licked my lower lip, asking for entrance, which I granted.
He picked me up and carried me to my bed.
"Damn you Sarah," he said, smashing his lips to mine.
I was screaming in my head. I mean THE HARRY STYLES WAS FREAKING KISSING ME!
I put my fingers in his long hair, pulling slightly.
Harry groaned and hid his face in my neck, finding my sweet spot, probably giving me a hickey.
"Harry," I moaned. His tongue swirled on my skin.
He finally pulled away, prompting himself on his hands, starring into my eyes. His long hair fell by the sides and he looked so freaking damn hot.
Short time later, he got off of me, and walked to the bathroom, locking the door.
I sat myself up thinking about what just happened. I went to the mirror to see the fresh hickey that Harry gave me.
He came out of the bathroom, walking from behind me and wrapping his hands around my waist, pressing his chest to my back. Our eyes met in the mirror.
"Want to go get some thing to eat?," he asked.
"I was at lunch with 5SOS," I said.
"Oh," Harry replied, resting his chin on my shoulder. I heard his stomach rumble.
"I can make you something to eat though," I said.
He looked up making the cutest face ever.
I turned around.
"Anything for you," I said kissing his cheek.
He chuckled and let me go.
I went to my small refrigerator and got out some supplies to make a sandwich.
Harry was watching my every move, which made me blush a little.
"Here you go," I said taking the plate with the sandwich, walking over to him sitting on the bed.
"Thank you," he smiled taking it and hungrily biting it.
"I'm going to lay down and maybe take a nap, I'm super tired," I said crawling under the covers.
Harry nodded and continued eating.
I laid down and watched him eat. His hair was falling by the sides, and he looked so adorable munching on the sandwich.
He finished eating and looked at me and at the empty space in bed by me, then back at me.
I giggled and nodded.
He quickly got his shoes off and snuggled next to me, wrapping his arm around my waist. I just starred into his eyes.
"I woke up at 3 in the morning and went to your room, cause I couldn't sleep all night, and I wanted to let you explain yourself, but once i reached your room and saw the letter.....I broke down into tears and felt so stupid that I actually believed in those rumors. I somehow felt that you would go to the nearest airport, but I didn't know where you would fly to. Once I reached the airport, I asked the people working there if you booked a flight, and luckily I was told. I took the next flight here, and once the plane touched down Ashton called me telling me you were staying at the hotel they are staying at......I'm so happy I found you," Harry explained the whole story.
"I'm-I'm sorry I ran away.....I thought it might be for the best, I'm just ruining your life Harry," I said.
"Don't EVER say that again!," Harry sternly said, " You never ruined my life and never will. Sarah, from the day I hired you....I felt that there was something about you....but I didn't know what. But then I got to know you better and I didn't want to lose your ever! Your funny, cute, sexy, a beautiful dancer, beautiful....everything I ever looked for in a girl," he said cupping my face.
That brought tears to my eyes, which Harry wiped away with his thumb.
"I-I just never knew....I never knew-"
He put his lips on mine.
"Your special to me Sarah," he said. I nodded and kissed him back.
~ 2 hours later ~
My eyes fluttered open and I was lying on Harry's chest, he was still sleeping.
I studied his beautiful face.
His eyes were closed, his hair was really messy, but still perfect, his head was slightly to the side. He had one arm around my shoulders and one arm resting on his stomach. He was breathing slowly.
I smiled and put my head back on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, which made me fall asleep again.
~ 1 hour later ~
"Were only getting older baby, and I've been thinking about you lately. Does it ever drive you crazy....just how fast the Night Changes?," I though Harry was singing in my sleep, but my eyes opened and he was singing into my ear.
"Everything that you ever dreamed of, disappearing when you wake up, but there's nothing to be afraid of even when the Night Changes, it'll never change me and you," he sang in my ear.
"How did you know that's my favorite song?," I asked, looking up at him.
"Good guess?," he said sweetly.
"You know me to well Styles," I said.
He smirked. "Perhaps I do," he smiled.
"Sarah, I want to ask you one thing to do when we get back.....it might sound dumb,"Harry said sternly.
"I don't want the other boys to know your my girl....I want to keep us a secret...."
"So your saying when I'm with you I'm your girlfriend, and when the others are around I'm just your housekeeper, right?," I asked.
"Yes, exactly," he answered.
I thought for a while.
"Sarah?," Harry asked, lifting himself up on his elbow, looking into my eyes.
"I know it's stupid...," Harry said, running his fingers through his hair, "But somehow you feel more special to me that way.....if we keep us a secret it's seem......I don't know how to explain it.......magical???"
I turned to face him and wrap my arms around his neck.
"Why are you so adorable?," I asked.
"Don't know...," he smiled, " So is that a yes?"
"It does seem magical," I giggle, and kiss him.
He chuckled and kissed back.
~ the next day ~
"It was nice meeting you Sarah," Michael said giving me a hug.
I had my bags packed already and me and Harry were about to leave for the airplane.
"It was nice meeting you too," I say and kissed his cheek. He smiled.
"You ready Sarah?," Harry asked, opening the car door for me.
"Yes, bye guys," I said waving and getting in.
Me and Harry drove to the airport.
"So, I don't want to be your 'boss' or anything, but you remember the plan when we return?," Harry asked, putting his hand on my knee.
"Yes. Are the boys going to be there when we return?," I asked.
"Um no. Tomorrow they are," he said.
"Oh, okay," I said and looked out the window.
"You okay?," Harry asked.
"Yeah...," I said playing with his hand on my knee.
Harry parked the car at the airport, but didn't get out, just turned to me.
"I love you Sarah," he said, and leaned over to kiss me.
"Me too," I managed to say.
Harry quickly pulled away and looked frightened, all of a sudden.
"What?," I asked.
"Paparazzi," he said pointing the the airport's main entrance.
"Oh-oh?," I said, innocently.
Harry's eyes burned into mine.
"Stop being so damn cute!," he said.
Harry looked around the parking lot, and started the car, moving it to a different parking place, where there was hardly people.
"Get in the back," he mumbled.
"I beg your pardon?," I said.
"Just do," he said getting out.
I crawled from my front seat to the back, wondering what was going to happen.
Harry opened the door and got on top of me, smashing his lips to mine.
"It's. Going. To. Be. Hard. 5. Hour. Trip. Without. Kissing. You. So. Media. Doesn't. Know," he said between his kisses.
I nodded and ran my finger through his long hair, making him slightly moan.
"Sarah," he said, his hot breath on my cheek.
He stopped kissing me and locked eyes with me.
"When do we have our flight?," I asked.
I glared at him.
"Oh, that one! In an hour."
I pulled his face back to mine locking lips again.
~ 5 hours later ~
"Sarah...," Harry whispered.
"We're here," he grinned.
"Oh," I yawned and stretched out.
"Yeah, c'mon it's time to go back home," he smiled.
I got up grabbed my purse and walked behind Harry. We got our luggage and went to Harry's Range Rover in the parking lot.
~ 25 minutes later ~
We pulled into the drive of the familiar house in Beverly Hills.
Harry quickly got out of the car, to help me out.
"Thank you," I said.
We walked to the front porch, Harry searching his pockets for the keys.
When he finally found then, and opened the door, closing it and locking it, he pressed me up against it.
"That was the hardest 5 hours in my life," he said, his hot breath tickling my skin.
"You slept through most of it," he said, putting a lose piece of hair behind my ear.
"You should of done the same?"
"No. I was watching my beautiful angle sleep peacefully," he said, his lips inching closer.
"Really?," I said.
"Really," he said and just when his lips were one millimeter, there was a..
"HAROLD EDWARD STYLES!" And the lights went on.