Broken Record.

Harry and I woke up around 11 am, we decided to lie in and cuddle for a while, for once we weren't having sex (not that I am complaining about the sex, it's tempting you know) or doing any thinking we just talked about random shit and smiled. Pretty woman came on and to Harry's displeasure, we watched it. Random make out sessions were frequent and by the end of the film he had a dead arm and a face full of my hair. Richard Gear was just leaning out of a limo running to Julia Roberts when my bladder protested. I jumped up and ran to the bathroom, when I opened the door Harry stood with a bottle of Pepsi in his hands and picked me up spinning me around repeating the movie hero's action we had just watched.
"what, no flower?" I joked
"nah, why have a beautiful flower to put it to shame when it's compared to you" He did the little suppressing grin that made his dimples pop out.
"aw!" I leaned up and kissed his lips, he deepened the kiss and wrapped my bare legs around his torso, my crotch was pressed to his stomach muscle and I suddenly wanted more friction. I only had on my underwear so when a loud "eeeewwwwwww" was heard I squealed and tried to jump off of Harry, he wouldn't let me.
"Can I help you?" He asked looking at the door.
"yes you rude fucker, you can." Niall grinned, standing next to a blushing Pagen who was wearing his shirt.
"hey guys, wassup?" I asked turning awkwardly to speak to them.
"Wanna go get some lunch today?" Niall asked.
"how did I know this would be food related." Harry laughed.
"yeah we would love too, just give us a minute to get ready."
"yeah 'get ready'" Pagen air quoted.
"maybe we should go get ready too babe...again" Niall winked at her. making us all laugh, the girls needed a chat for sure.

Ten minutes later we were ready to go, I had put on a Ramones T-Shirt of Harry's on and some leggings and a beanie, only a bit of mascara and eye liner to accompany my messy hair. I was slipping on my boots when Harry came in.
"baby, seen my... oh" He grinned.
"What?" I ask smiling back.
"was looking for my Ramones t shirt, found it." He laughed.
"You want me to take it off babe?" I ask
"no you look hot. I will just find another one." He walks out and back in again with a white t shirt on, black skinnies, brown boots and a beanie. We walk downstairs together after grabbing our phones and Harry's wallet. Though I insisted I pay today.
"Aw look! They're matching!" El chimed as we stepped to the kitchen. Harry raised his finger at her and Louis whipped around and grabbed his shirt.
"Don't fucking do that to her Styles." He growled.
"Or what?" Harry growled back, fear rose in my stomach to only be replaced by annoyance when the pair burst out laughing.
"I'm starving!" Niall complained at the same time as Pagen. They smiled at each other. We grabbed the keys and walked to the door.

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