Freedom

"Hey." I was shaken a little bit. "Sadie." I bit more "Sadie wake up, I got food for you." I refused to open my eyes. "Babe." Nope, I shan't. Suddenly my eyes shot open, his lips were pressed against my bare neck, leaving soft kisses everywhere.
"What. Are. You. Doing." I hissed, pushing myself up off the couch. Harry stood up straight and helped me.
"I was waking you up before your food got cold." He led me to me to kitchen. "I went and got some muffins and tea for you."
"Oh, thanks." I sat down and began to eat.
"Yeah, no problem." He sat down across from me, watching me. "We fell asleep last night."
"I figured that's why I woke up in the couch." He chuckled.
"Yeah." He stared down at the table, playing with his fingers. I finished the muffin.
"Come here." I motioned.
"Umm, why?" He came and knelt down in front of me. I extended my arm to his hair, and smoothed back a messy spot.

Harrys POV

Her tongue poked out the corner of her mouth as she ran her fingers through my hair.
"You had a patch of bed-head." She giggled, making me smile. She is just so cute. "I had to fix it."
"You just wanted to play with my hair."
"Well, not gonna lie, I wanted to know how soft it is." She stood up, carrying her tea with her good hand. "I need to shower, so... how am I supposed to do this?" she walked down the hall to her room, well, she kinda limped.
"I dunno. Maybe..." I thought for a minute while she gathered her things. "Maybe I could join you?"
"Not bad Styles, but no. I'm not fully supportive of this relationship quite yet cause I'm still not sure how much of an ass you are. Harsh? Maybe, but I prefer to call my methods tough love, cause that's what it was for me. Consider this easy." She locked the bathroom door behind her, leaving m'e to ponder her words. Tough love? Easy? WHAT? Soon enough the water turned on and I could hear her soft humming. I sat on her bed and waited, staring at the wall. She hummed a familiar tune, and I began to hum too. Oh, man. This girl has got me good. I heard thumping, sending me straight to the door handle.
"Sadie?!" I panicked a bit.
"I'm ok! It was me dropping the shampoo!" I relaxed. More thumping, this more substantial. "Yeah, now that's gonna leave a mark." I struggled with the handle again. "FRICKIN OW!" She yelled before shutting off the water.
"SADIE?"
"I'm ok, just in pain."
"Open the door."
"Give me a minute."
"Open. The. Door." I said again.
"In a minute!"
"OPEN THE DOOR SADIE!" I pounded.
"STYLES IF YOU WOULD JUST-" I didn't give her a chance to answer. The door swung open, a perfect imprint of my foot on it. She stood there in front of the mirror, with only her panties on. I didn't even glance at her. I just silently walked over, draped her towel over her shoulders before helping her with her shorts, then her bra, then her shirt. She remained quiet. I gently put on her sling, moving her hair to the side, and standing behind her. I moved my hands to her shoulders and kissed the back of her head. She looked at me through the mirror. Her eyes were full of something, though what I'm not sure. I kept my hands on her shoulders as I leaned down and softly traced my lips along her exposed shoulders, her eyes watching me the whole time. I glanced back at her face through the mirror; her lips trembled, and her eyes were still pinned on me.

Sadies POV

I couldn't help but shake as he tenderly traced my skin with his lips. He kissed my shoulder, briefly closing his eyes before opening them and glancing up at me. It almost emotionally pained me. I really, really want to love him, but I can't. With my history, and my life, and my future love is out of the question, as is family. It just couldn't be possible. But, here, standing with Harry, watching him... I couldn't help these feelings rising in my stomach and heart. Where ever his skin so much as brushed mine heat erupted along with goosebumps and tingles. I couldn't stop watching him; the way he touched me, the way he looked at me, the way he cared... It's almost like he likes me back, maybe even loves me back. I don't know, maybe I'm just over thinking this.

Harrys POV

She bent her neck, giving me more access of her soft skin. Her hair cascaded down her body, indescribable. I had to hold her. I removed my hands, instantly feeling the cold, and moved so my arms were around her waist. She leaned back into me, closing her eyes. I rubbed my thumbs absentmindedly over her bare skin. I scrolled little patterns with my fingers, just touching her skin, reminding myself that she was there. That was all I needed. Her presence was all I needed. As we stood in the bathroom, together, I looked at her in the mirror. The way she breathed, the flicker of her eyelids, her fingers slowly closing over my thumb, the deep sigh she let out when I kissed her neck again. All these small notes, all these tiny changes made my heart melt. Truly, there was no way to explain this girl, no way to describe her. Well, one... The love of my life.

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