(Harry's POV Still)

My hand pats to the side of the bed where Camilla was sleep. Since I couldn't feel her tiny waist in my hold anymore, my eyes shot open and look around the room in search for Camilla. Like a little boy who lost his mom in the grocery store.

I quickly shifted in the bed in search for her. My eyes roamed the room but all I felt was the warmth that she left on her side of the bed. I quickly scanned the room again with my eyes to see if there was any sign of her.



(A/N: Little section of the house)

"Camilla.." I said very eagerly. Once I didn't hear any respond, I got up from the bed and looked in the bathroom. I immediately opened the door, to find everything else but Camilla.

"Camilla.." I call out again in a panic. I missed her touch. I missed her smile. I missed her scent. I just wanted to see her, so I'd know she hasn't left.

I quickly exit out the bathroom and walked into the hallway.. But my running soon stopped once I heard humming. It was so soft, it was beautiful. Camilla can sing and dance?

I walked slowly into the kitchen and watched Camilla closely as she flipped the pancakes over in the pan. But my eyes weren't focused on that. They were focused on the fact that Camilla was standing there. In my t shirt. And these black laced panties... Oh god.

Camilla slowly turned around with the pan in her hand as she kept on singing softly. I stood there frozen as she looked up at me, with wide eyes. We both stood there in silence for a few moments until a smile appeared on Camilla's face.

"Did I wake you?" She said innocently as she picked up the pancake and laid it down on the plate filled with the other pancakes. I took a seat at the table and nodded my head, just taking in Camilla.

CAMILLA'S OUTFIT

She looked so beautiful. How the sun light shined on her. Her bed hair. Her crooked smile.. Everything. I was snapped out of my thoughts when she called my name out.

"Oh.. Yeah?" I chuckled. Her cheeks flushed to a light pink color as she looked at me and giggled lightly. God, her smile was like heaven. It sent chills through my body when she glanced away from me then back, trying to hide her smile.

"Erm.. I made you some thank you pancakes." She said looking down as she sat across from me. I pour the syrup on the pancakes and chuckled from Camilla's comment.

"And what are thank you pancakes?"

"We'll.." She drifted off, combing the hair back behind her hair as she looked to the floor. I think it is so adorable how she looks so innocent right now.

"I made my special cinnamon pancakes for you to say thank you got letting me stay here." She said looking up at me with her beautiful big brown eyes as she bit on her bottle lip.

"No probably babe.." I said looking down and smirking.

"And for the rent? I'll have it t-"

"No.. You don't have to pay rent!
Leave that all to me okay!?"

"Bu-"

"No buts! Look Camilla, I have money. I can handle it! Just.. Don't worry about it okay?" I sent her a genuine smile. When she was about to say something I narrowed my eyes, making her just look down and smile.

"Thank you Harry." She said. I nodded my head before stuffing the pancakes in my mouth. My eyes got wide as I looked over at Camilla.

"These are amazing!" I said, stuffing my mouth with more so that my cheeks looked like a squirrel. Camilla leaned her elbow on the table and placed her face in her hand, smiling as she just stared at me.

(Camilla's POV)

I just stared at Harry as he ate. I don't know why, but he was just so beautiful to look at. His messy hair. The way he looks when he wakes up.. He just looks so sexy.

"Where'd you learn how to make those?" Harry said, snapping me out of my thoughts. He leaned back in the chair and I giggled, looking down at his plate. All the pancakes were gone.

"My mom.. Actually. She made these for me every Saturday morning before she went off to work." I said pursing my lips, and sticking my hands between my thighs.

"Really? Where's your mom now?"

"Six feet under." Harry looked over at me with parted lips. His hands roamed his bare chest slowly.

"I'm so s-"

"Don't worry about it. It's been years now, we can talk about it because it doesn't make me mad, sad or angry anymore." He looked away from me and I looked down at my hands as we both sat there in silence.

"When did she?" He whispered enough for me to hear. I pulled my hair to one side and looked up taking a deep breath.

"When I was thirteen. She just went out to practice for her ballet performance one rainy night and next thing you know, me and my dad are rushing to the hospital and all the family is already there." Pictures of that day flood back into my head like it just happen yesterday. The hospital. The car. The family. My dad.

"She's the reason why I dance. I dance because it was her dream since she was a little girl and she always wanted to be a professional dancer.." I smiled to myself as I remember how I would watch her dance in her point shoes. I would sit on the bed as she danced in the mirror so elegantly.

"It's her dream?" Harry asked.

"No it's mine. I love to dance and I have a passion for dancing. But just thinking about how my mom wanted to do this makes me never give up when I get rejected. She's the reason I'm still dancing."

"We'll don't stop dancing. Because your amazing at it." Harry said chucking. I sent him a crooked smile before looking back down.

"Harry.." I said softly.

"Hmmm?"

"I rea-" Right then. Like in the movies. His phone starts to ring. I rolled my eyes and sigh deeply, now regretting what I was going to say.

"Hold on Cam." He said getting up from his seat and walking outside to the balcony. I watched him as he brought the phone up to his ear. He looked pretty mad since he was basically yelling, but I couldn't hear a word he was saying.

Once he walked back into the house, he took a deep breath and threw his phone on the table with a loud bang.

"I have to go somewhere Camilla.. I'll be back later." Before I had a chance to respond, Harry walked out the kitchen without saying another word to me.

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(Harry's POV)

"No, I'm not doing it!" I yelled angrily, getting up from the chair.

"Harry, you have to. Your under contract! Plus it's good for publicity!"

"I don't care about the publicity! I don't want to go back out with Kendall!" I yelled getting more angry.

"Why? She's tall. She's beautiful. She's a kardashian. We'll, actually a Jenner but she's in that family! And she has money! Lots and lots of it!" He said leaning on the table. I rolled my eyes and took a deep breath before sitting back down and composing myself.

"Because.. I have someone else in mind.." I said, whispering.

"Who? That Camilla girl? Her? Seriously?" He laughed. My blood started to boil and my jaw clenched together as quickly got up from my seat and walked over to him with my hands in fist.

"What the fuck is that suppose to me?" I said angrily between my teeth. He back up and sat in his chair.

"She's a nobody Harry. She's not going to get you paid." He said blankly.

"I don't need to get fucking paid because I already am getting paid!"

"But don't you wanna get paid triple that? Just go out with Kendall! Simple!"

"No! Why did all the other boys get to choose their girlfriends!? Why can't I!?" I yelled.

"Because.. Your Harry Styles. And the fans.. The paparazzi all care about who you date! And if you date Kendall, people who know her but don't know you, will begin to know you and like you! And the people who don't know Kendall will begin to know her and like her! That's where the the big money comes in at Harry!" I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm down my anger.

"All of you are fucking selfish ass people! I don't like Kendall. I'm not going out with her again! Period. point. Fucking. Blank."

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I walked back into the house with my hands in my pocket because it was freezing outside. Snow flakes were melting off of me as I stomped my feet, getting all the snow off as me as possible.

I take a deep breath, sighing as I throw my keys on the coffee table and take my jacket off, throwing it anywhere.

"Hi Harry." She said softly, peeping her head in from the door frame. She was still in my t shirt and just her panties. I completely shut my phone off as another call from management pops up on the screen.

"Hey Cam." I said walking up to her and engulfing her in a hug. She automatically hugged back, wrapping her arms around my body and laying her head on my chest. Once we pulled away she looked up at me and smiled, hitting my stomach playfully.

"Soo? Where'd you go?" She asked taking my hand and leading me to the couch. We both sat down and I laid my head back, stressed.

"Just went over some music with the boys. Nothing much." I shrugged. She sat crisscross and just stared at me, smiling lightly.

"I missed you." She mumbled shyly under her breath while she blushed. She looked away from me and smiled. Butterflies flew all threw my stomach as I just took in all her features.

"I've only been gone for a few hours." I chuckled. She moved her hand into her lap and began to pick at the couch, stilling looking away from me.

"Yeah.. But, I was just.. You know what? Never mind." She said gesturing her hands in the air. I leaned back on the couch as I looked up at the ceiling, thinking of something to talk about so this wouldn't be one of those awkward moments.

"Do you wanna go get something to eat?" She asked. I looked over at her and smirked.

"Is Ms. Johnson asking Mr. Styles on a date?" I said playfully, placing my hand on my chest and parting my lips in awe. She rolled her eyes and smirked.

"Don't flatter yourself Harold. I just wanted to know since you have no food in the house!" She yelled playfully.

"I'm a vegan." I said proudly.

"Do you even know what a vegan is?" She asked, crossing her arms against her chest and smirking. I thought quickly..

"A vegan is someone who doesn't eat meat or anything that comes from a animal."

"And how long have you been a vegan Mr. Styles?"

"About two.. Three months."

"That's funny because I remember you eating some meat yesterday if I recall." I rolled my eyes and chuckled, roaming my hand through my hair.

"Okay.. You caught me!" I said surrendering. She patted my cheek with her palm and pursed her lips while she jumped off the and stood up.

"Your not a very good liar Harold. But, I'll be back in a few, I'm about to get ready." She smiled before walking away. I stared at her ass as she walked.

"I feel you looking at my ass!" She said making me blush.

"Sorry!" I yelled back at her quickly

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(Camilla's POV)

OUTFIT

"Okay.. I'm ready." I said walking back into the living to see Harry staring at me. He got up off the couch and smirked, walking over to me.

"Finally..." He said, stretching his arms up into the air. He looked me up and down then chuckled showing off his famous dimples that I am so in love with.

"You look amazing in my clothes." He said, picking up his jacket and putting it on. I looked down at my outfit and tugged on the shirt and pants, showing Harry how big they are on me.

"There really big on me, but... I have to get my clothes my Perries soon." I shy pursing my lips. He grabbed his keys off the coffee table and zipped his coat up and put on his hat.

"You ready?" He asked, looking down at me. I looked up at him and smiled, sincerely.

"Ready." I walked closer to Harry as he began to unlock the locks on the door. He immediately opened the door, making me and Harry shiver from the sudden burst of cold air.

The snow was basically up to half the door and the snow was still falling, hard. Harry immediately closed it back, putting his back up against the door and looking at me.

"We'll I guess we're not going anywhere.." He said, taking his jacket back off. I began to take mine off and he gently took it from me, hanging it up in the closet. I mumbled thank under my breath.

"So.. Whatcha wanna do since we snowed in?" I chuckled.

"Let's have a Camilla and Harry day!" He squealed, smiling and showing off his dimples. I narrowed my eyes and smirked, still staring at him.

"I'll get the snacks." I said running into the kitchen.

"I'll get the movie."

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I snuggled more under the covers as I took a few chips out of the bag, making a loud ruffling sound as me and Harry watched the movie. The room was dark, except for the light shining from the television.

"What made you pick this movie?" I said to Harry, snapping him from the focus on the movie. We were watching Coraline. And to be honest, this is really scary for a animated movie. He looked over at me and smirked.

"I don't know.. This is like the best movies for this type of occasion."

"And what's this occasion?" I asked, shyly.

"At home.. On the couch.. With you and only you.. Snowed in.. At night time.. And with so many snacks!"

"We'll, I like this occasion."

"Yeah, we should do it more often." He turned back to the television and I did too. He seemed really into the movie. And I was too, but I just couldn't stop glancing over at Harry. The way he looked when he was serious and focus is just so.. So.. Fucking hot!

I pulled the covers up more and rubbed my hands together because I was so cold. I felt Harry look over at me a couple times, but I didn't look back.

"You know.. You can come over next to me if you want too." He said, smiling lightly. I stuck my tongue out and playfully rolled my eyes, before looking back at the movie.

"No.. Like seriously, they say that body heat is the warmest because our body is 97 degrees. And water boils at 100 degrees so that means if we were just three degrees hotter, we can boil water in us! So what if people have a fever? Does that mean they're able to boil water?.."

Harry kept talking while he looked at the television. I scooted closer to him without him noticing me. I opened his arms and laid my head on his chest, listening to his light heart beat. I smiled lightly as he wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to his body.

"Then I heard that you can like melt a penny in your body! Because in kindergarten they yelled on the speaker, please send blah blah blah to the nurse because he digested a dime.. That was crazy! That's why I.." I turned my body and faced him while he kept talking.

"Remember it so good." I smiled up at him and he looked down at me.

"I can listen to your voice all day. It's so beautiful." I blurted out. My eyes got wide when I noticed that I actually said it outside which I meant to say in my head. He smiled lightly, making me turn back around to face the movie.

"Not as beautiful as yours.." He mumbled under his breath enough for me to hear.

Notes

~ Maya

Felt like updating.. But the next story I update will be Breaking Boundaries or Remember! And please dont comment UPDATE! Its so annoying! Comment something useful.


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