Always Yours

The next morning, I roll over and bury my face deeper into my pillow, a soft sigh leaving my slightly parted lips. I was in too comfortable of a position and didn’t bother to move. A few minutes go by as I lie there, a strange feeling passes through me but I manage to shrug it off.

I felt something around my waist, which I thought was a bit weird. I slowly lift my head up and shift my eyes down to my waist to find an arm resting lazily on my side. I soon noticed the tattooed arm, random ones inked on his skin. It’s Harry; for a split second, I forgot he is staying here in my room while they are here.

Well, this is kind of awkward… I think to myself as I try to sit up but am immediately held back by the weight of his arm around me. He doesn’t budge as I try to move his arm from my waist, only moving an inch or two and he’s soon back to snoring. His hair was a total mess atop his head and I can’t help but smile a bit.

I let out a tired groan as I try to get out of his iron grip on my waist. A sigh escapes my lips as I let my head fall back against the pillow in failed attempt to remove his arm from my side. I shut my eyes and try to relax so I can fall back asleep but am soon caught off guard when I feel the bed move slightly.

“S-sorry,” I hear Harry mumble, his voice thick with sleep as I feel him remove his arm from my waist.

I slowly turn so I was facing him, “I-its fine,” I mumble and sit up a bit, pulling the sheets around my exposed shoulders from the tank top I was wearing. It felt early and I was still tired. Harry brings one of his hands up to his face and rubs sleep from his eye and lets out a yawn.

“Sorry if I startled you, babe,” he mumbles and I feel my cheeks heat up at his words. I turn away and try to keep myself from smiling. What is he doing to me? I shake the thought from my mind as I slowly rise up from my bed and step onto the tile.

“You gonna stay in here all day or what?” I joke as I make my way to the door and spot a grey colored sweatshirt on the floor and pick it up. He shakes his head and smiles a bit.

“No, I wasn’t,” he replies and stands up fully, his bare chest fully exposed as he stretched his arms. I can’t help myself as I stare at him but soon shift my eyes away so he wouldn’t notice. I slip on the sweatshirt and pull my hair up so it was out of my face before I reach for the door handle.

“Ya know, that’s my sweatshirt, right, Aves?” he asks with a slight laugh. He pulls a shirt over his head and walks over to where I was, the sweat pants he wore a bit low on his hips. I try to keep myself from staring but it was hard.

“Oh, I didn’t–” I begin to pull it back over my head when he tells me not to worry about it. I stop what I’m doing and pull it back down.

“Keep it, you look better in it than I do,” he smiles and I can’t help but send him one in return. I open the door and walk out to the hallway toward the stairs.

As I head for the stairs, I could hear Harry’s footsteps not too far behind mine. I hear commotion in the living room as I head down the stairs. The guys, Zayn, Liam and Louis sounded like they were arguing about something. I could hear the sound of shooting in the background; they must be playing a game on the X Box.

I make my way to the kitchen to find Claire standing with a cup of tea, Niall beside her. He was stuffing his face with a bagel covered in cream cheese. “Morning all,” I mutter with a small smile as the two look over at me.

“Mornin’ Aves,” Claire says and gives me a smile.

“Morning,” Harry says and goes over to the stove to make himself some tea. I can’t help but stare at him as he walks over, his muscles flexing under the tight shirt he wore that clung to his chest.

“Mornin’,” Niall mumbles, his mouth full of food. He swallows his food before looking back at me, a smile on his lips. I look back at him and raise my eyebrows in question.

“Thanks for the ice cream, it’s all for me, yeah?” he questions with a smile as I go over and pop a few bagels in the toaster to heat them up. I shake my head and laugh as I turn to the blonde boy who stood beside my best friend, a grin on his face.

“No, Horan, it’s for all of us, but we got an extra tub for ya to be nice,” Harry says stepping over to where we are, tea in hand in a mug.

“Is that new, your sweatshirt, Aves? Looks cosy,” Claire gives me a smile and points to the hoodie I was wearing, my hands in the big pockets. I nod my head slowly in response to her question. It was a comfy jacket, had to admit, plus it smelled good, like Harry. I smile at the thought of it but am yanked from my thoughts when my bagels pop up from the toaster, making me jump a bit at the noise.

“A bit jumpy this morning, aren’t we?” Claire jokes with me as I grab a pair of tongs to pull the hot bagels from the toaster so I wouldn’t burn myself. I put the two pieces of bagel onto a plate and grab a knife to spread some cream cheese on them.

“It’s mine, actually; I let her keep it; looks way better on her anyway,” he says and takes a sip of his tea. I feel my cheeks heat up as I feel his eyes on mine, a slight smile on his lips. I smile a bit and shift my eyes to my bagel as I take a bite. Niall and Harry soon maneuver to the living room, leaving me standing here with Claire.

“Is there something goin’ on between you two or what?” she asks with a smile once the guys were out of the room.

“What? No,” I reply sharper than I intended to. “Nothing’s going on between us, at least I don’t think so,” I tell her and laugh a bit to try and sound like I was just joking around.

“Not sure if I buy that or not, but I’ll take it, love,” Claire tells me with a smile, “for now I will, at least,” she continues and pushes me lightly.

“You’re falling for him, aren’t ya?” she asks, sipping her tea. I push her back and laugh a bit, holding a finger up to my lips to tell her to quiet down since they were in the room not too far from where we were. I smile and tear off another piece of my bagel and pop it in my mouth.

“I dunno, I might be, I’ll let you know,” I tell her and shift my eyes away from hers.

“You better,” she laughs. I just roll my eyes and nod my head a bit.

We continue to talk for the next few minutes as I finish my bagel. After I finish up, I set the plate near the sink before we go to the living room to see what the guys were up to. Three of them were fully focused on the TV, controllers in hand, as they played some intense shooting game that looked like COD. Two of them, Harry and Zayn, were sitting there on the couch talking about something, pointing to random tattoos each of them had, every so often.

“What are you lot up to?” Claire asks as she takes a seat beside Niall who was focusing on the game.

“Playin’ a game,” Niall says and gives her a quick peck on the lips as Claire sits beside her. I feel Harry’s eyes on me as I make my way over to the only other vacant seat, next to him, on the medium sized beat up leather couch. I smile a bit as I look over at them, Claire and Niall. They were too cute.

“Mornin’ love,” Zayn greets me with a smile and slight wave.

“Mornin’,” I reply with a small smile and criss-cross my legs as I sit down.

He was wearing some jeans that were ripped out in the knees and a tank top which exposed his full sleeve of tattoos along his right arm. Like Harry, he had a few on his chest. These guys were all hot, I had to admit, especially Harry. I can’t help but feel my stomach flutter with butterflies, as stupid as that sounded, as I look over at him.

“Avery?” Harry says looking at me, my name sounding like a question as it left his lips.

I scrunch up my eyebrows at him in question as I look at him. “Yeah?” I ask with a slight hint of a laugh in my voice.

“I know this is random as hell, but, do you have any tattoos? I’m just curious,” he asks as he looks at me. I look at him for a minute or two before I open my mouth to give him an answer.

“I don’t mind random questions at all,” I smile a bit and continue, “Uh, nope,” I shake my head as I turn to Harry who was looking back at me, a small smile on his lips.

“Why are you asking?” I question with a laugh. He smiles and lets out a nervous laugh from his pink lips and laces his fingers together on his lap.

“Before you and Claire came in here, Zayn and I were talkin’ bout them, tattoos, and I’m thinkin’ ‘bout getting a new one,” he finishes and smiles.

I smile a bit and nod my head as I look at the two boys I sat near. I’ve wanted to get one for a while but there was just one little problem, I don’t like needles. They made me real nervous for some reason. I have my ears pierced but I got them done when I was two or something.

“Cool, I’ve wanted one for a while but I can’t stand needles,” I tell them and laugh a bit nervously.

“Come with me, then. Be cool to have someone to go with. What do you say, love?” he questions with a smile.

I have to think about it for a minute before I give him an answer. “I…sure, I guess I’ll go,” I tell him and shrug my shoulders.

“Great!” he grins and I can’t help but smile back.

“I’m gonna go get ready and then we can get going, I guess,” I reply as I stand up.

He nods and says he was going to as well, since he was still his pajama pants. I can’t help the smile that makes its way to my face as I head up the stairs so I could get ready. As I made my way to my room, I could hear his footsteps not too far behind mine. What the hell was he doing to me? I couldn’t get his dimpled grin off my mind as I enter my room and go to my closet so I could find something to wear.

Notes

Ahhhh! I'm so sorry it took me so long to update!! Been having writer's block with this story. Have a lot in store for upcoming chapters I'm excited to write for this! :D

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