Perfect To Me
With You Beside Me
“Harry, as much as I love lying in bed all day with you and having sex…I’m bored now!” Abby exclaimed from her spot beside me. Ever since she came back over and apologized we got right to what we wanted to do when she got back.
“Well, what do you wanna do?” I asked her as I played with her hair.
“Can we cook something? I’m hungry,” Abby said while she moved to get out of bed.
“Alright. We can make dinner!” I told her, getting out of my bed as well. We pulled some clothes on and made our way to the kitchen. “How about chicken alfredo? That’s easy and we have all the ingredients,” I said while looking through the refrigerator.
“Please?! That’s my favorite!” Abby exclaimed. When I turned around she was seated on the kitchen counter. She looked so innocent, like a little five year old girl, I couldn’t help but smile at her.
“Are you going to help? Or are you just going to sit there and look pretty?” I asked her, an amusing smile settled on my face as I placed the ingredients next to her and rested my hands on her exposed thighs.
“Sit here and look pretty, Harold,” she said to me while reaching one of her hands up to play with one of my curls.
“Fine, see if I share any of the food with you,” I joked with her while I got to cooking our dinner.
“Oh please. You know you’ll share with me!” Abby huffed out as she hopped off the counter and wrapped her arms around my torso.
“You’re right. Now get out of the kitchen and set the table!” I shooed her away so I could continue to cook.
After eating our dinner, Abby and I sat on the sofa in the living room watching a bit of the telly.
“I’m so full. I don’t think I can eat for days,” Abby groaned as she rubbed her stomach.
“That’s a lie,” I, jokingly, told her.
“You’re right. In the morning I’ll go get a muffin.”
“Oh! Speaking of food, I almost forgot my mum wants us to come over tomorrow,” I informed Abby, not taking my eyes of the screen in front of me.
“Why?” She asked, and when I looked over she had a confused expression on her face.
“She wants to see us. She said something about not seeing you in a while, so I told her we would come over for the day. Is that okay?”
“Yeah that’s fine. Just curious is all,” Abby said. Right as she finished her sentence Louis came storming into the flat.
“Hello mate, hello Abby, what are you two up to?” Louis asked as he plopped down on the sofa opposite of us.
“Watching the telly, what’s going on? I thought you were with Eleanor for the night?” I asked him.
“I was but she’s got Uni in the morning and needs her sleep. Did you get Ed’s email? They finished up Little Things!” Louis exclaimed as he pulled his phone out and brought up the email to show me.
“That’s great! I can’t wait to go in and hear it!” I exclaimed while pulling Abby closer into my side.
“No need to! They attached it to the email,” Louis said as he fiddled on his phone. A few seconds later the melody to Little Things began to play. We all three sat there quietly, intensely listening to the song. When I looked over at Abby I saw a small smile on her face as she listened to the song, I knew she wouldn’t expect my part in this song. Just as Louis’ part started up I put my attention back on Abby’s face, just as my part started, I began to sing it.
” I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape
You never want to know how much you weigh
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me.
I won't let this little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true, it's you, it's you, they add up to
I'm in love with you and all these little things.”
Just as I finished singing I saw Abby’s eyes start to water.
“Is that about me?” She asked.
“Who else hates knowing their weight, dances around their flat to get into her jeans and hates listening to recordings of her voice?” I said to her, as I took her face in my hands. Louis, noticing the tender moment between Abby and I, left us alone.
“I freakin’ love you,” Abby said as she smiled at me and brought her lips on top of mine.
“I freakin’ love you too,” I said to her, in my best American accent, which caused her to giggle.
“Seriously. That’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me,” she said while staring into my eyes.
“I’ve never written a song for a girl before,” I honestly told her. Hoping she’d get the picture, and she did.
“Well, I feel very honored,” she said while wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me closer to her so she could kiss me. Our lips moved against each other’s, our kisses full of passion, before Abby pulled away. “As much as I would love to have sex with you, my vagina hurts from all the sex we had earlier,” she told me, and laughed at the grimace on my face.
“Too much information,” I told her with a smile on my face as I stood up.
“Where are you going?” She pouted.
“To bed. Are you coming?” I asked her.
“Only if you carry me,” she whined while holding her arms out.
“If you insist, Princess,” I told her while picking her up bridal style.
“Never call me princess again,” she said while wrapping her arms around my neck as we walked to my room.
“You got it,” I told her as I tossed her onto my bed and watched her bounce from the impact of the toss. “Now let’s get you ready for bed,” I, flirtatiously, told her as I moved to take her shirt off.
“Harry!” She exclaimed with laughter, as she slapped my hands away from her shirt. “You know I don’t like sleeping naked,” she said as she tried to pull me down next to her.
“But I like it when you sleep naked,” I told her with a smile gracing my face as I pulled my shirt over my head.
“You might rape me in my sleep,” she, jokingly, said as she climbed under the covers.
“It’s not rape if you like it, love,” I told her, winking at her, as I climbed in next to her.
“I won’t like it because that’d be interfering with my favorite thing ever…sleeping,” she told me as she rested her head on my bare chest.
“That’s true, and you’d be a grumpy little monster if I did wake you,” I told her, which got a chuckle out of her as she reached up and pecked me on my lips.
“I love you,” she said.
“And I love you,” I told her as I played with her hair, helping lure her to sleep.
“See you in the morning, Styles.”
“See you in the morning, beautiful,” I said as I placed a kiss on her head. After a few minutes I heard her breathing even out, and my breathing soon matched hers as my eyes fluttered shut.
“Well, what do you wanna do?” I asked her as I played with her hair.
“Can we cook something? I’m hungry,” Abby said while she moved to get out of bed.
“Alright. We can make dinner!” I told her, getting out of my bed as well. We pulled some clothes on and made our way to the kitchen. “How about chicken alfredo? That’s easy and we have all the ingredients,” I said while looking through the refrigerator.
“Please?! That’s my favorite!” Abby exclaimed. When I turned around she was seated on the kitchen counter. She looked so innocent, like a little five year old girl, I couldn’t help but smile at her.
“Are you going to help? Or are you just going to sit there and look pretty?” I asked her, an amusing smile settled on my face as I placed the ingredients next to her and rested my hands on her exposed thighs.
“Sit here and look pretty, Harold,” she said to me while reaching one of her hands up to play with one of my curls.
“Fine, see if I share any of the food with you,” I joked with her while I got to cooking our dinner.
“Oh please. You know you’ll share with me!” Abby huffed out as she hopped off the counter and wrapped her arms around my torso.
“You’re right. Now get out of the kitchen and set the table!” I shooed her away so I could continue to cook.
After eating our dinner, Abby and I sat on the sofa in the living room watching a bit of the telly.
“I’m so full. I don’t think I can eat for days,” Abby groaned as she rubbed her stomach.
“That’s a lie,” I, jokingly, told her.
“You’re right. In the morning I’ll go get a muffin.”
“Oh! Speaking of food, I almost forgot my mum wants us to come over tomorrow,” I informed Abby, not taking my eyes of the screen in front of me.
“Why?” She asked, and when I looked over she had a confused expression on her face.
“She wants to see us. She said something about not seeing you in a while, so I told her we would come over for the day. Is that okay?”
“Yeah that’s fine. Just curious is all,” Abby said. Right as she finished her sentence Louis came storming into the flat.
“Hello mate, hello Abby, what are you two up to?” Louis asked as he plopped down on the sofa opposite of us.
“Watching the telly, what’s going on? I thought you were with Eleanor for the night?” I asked him.
“I was but she’s got Uni in the morning and needs her sleep. Did you get Ed’s email? They finished up Little Things!” Louis exclaimed as he pulled his phone out and brought up the email to show me.
“That’s great! I can’t wait to go in and hear it!” I exclaimed while pulling Abby closer into my side.
“No need to! They attached it to the email,” Louis said as he fiddled on his phone. A few seconds later the melody to Little Things began to play. We all three sat there quietly, intensely listening to the song. When I looked over at Abby I saw a small smile on her face as she listened to the song, I knew she wouldn’t expect my part in this song. Just as Louis’ part started up I put my attention back on Abby’s face, just as my part started, I began to sing it.
” I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape
You never want to know how much you weigh
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me.
I won't let this little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true, it's you, it's you, they add up to
I'm in love with you and all these little things.”
Just as I finished singing I saw Abby’s eyes start to water.
“Is that about me?” She asked.
“Who else hates knowing their weight, dances around their flat to get into her jeans and hates listening to recordings of her voice?” I said to her, as I took her face in my hands. Louis, noticing the tender moment between Abby and I, left us alone.
“I freakin’ love you,” Abby said as she smiled at me and brought her lips on top of mine.
“I freakin’ love you too,” I said to her, in my best American accent, which caused her to giggle.
“Seriously. That’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me,” she said while staring into my eyes.
“I’ve never written a song for a girl before,” I honestly told her. Hoping she’d get the picture, and she did.
“Well, I feel very honored,” she said while wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me closer to her so she could kiss me. Our lips moved against each other’s, our kisses full of passion, before Abby pulled away. “As much as I would love to have sex with you, my vagina hurts from all the sex we had earlier,” she told me, and laughed at the grimace on my face.
“Too much information,” I told her with a smile on my face as I stood up.
“Where are you going?” She pouted.
“To bed. Are you coming?” I asked her.
“Only if you carry me,” she whined while holding her arms out.
“If you insist, Princess,” I told her while picking her up bridal style.
“Never call me princess again,” she said while wrapping her arms around my neck as we walked to my room.
“You got it,” I told her as I tossed her onto my bed and watched her bounce from the impact of the toss. “Now let’s get you ready for bed,” I, flirtatiously, told her as I moved to take her shirt off.
“Harry!” She exclaimed with laughter, as she slapped my hands away from her shirt. “You know I don’t like sleeping naked,” she said as she tried to pull me down next to her.
“But I like it when you sleep naked,” I told her with a smile gracing my face as I pulled my shirt over my head.
“You might rape me in my sleep,” she, jokingly, said as she climbed under the covers.
“It’s not rape if you like it, love,” I told her, winking at her, as I climbed in next to her.
“I won’t like it because that’d be interfering with my favorite thing ever…sleeping,” she told me as she rested her head on my bare chest.
“That’s true, and you’d be a grumpy little monster if I did wake you,” I told her, which got a chuckle out of her as she reached up and pecked me on my lips.
“I love you,” she said.
“And I love you,” I told her as I played with her hair, helping lure her to sleep.
“See you in the morning, Styles.”
“See you in the morning, beautiful,” I said as I placed a kiss on her head. After a few minutes I heard her breathing even out, and my breathing soon matched hers as my eyes fluttered shut.
Notes
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teressa conroy said the quote
3/2/15