when lacey met harry

week five: part one

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MONDAY

By the time we reached the following week I had spent every waking moment with Harry. My place, his, the cafe anywhere we could find the space to be in each other's presence.

Today I woke up in his bed as I had a few times now, his head resting on my chest. We had not had sex, nor had he tried to pushing anything further than the heavy kisses we often exchanged.

I kissed the top of his head as his alarm went off, "Time to get up Harry."

"Mmm, but you smell so good. I have to stay here." He turned so his body shifted on top of mine, sticking his face in between my chest, taking a big inhale and I couldn't help but laugh.

He lifted his head up at me smiling, his face hidden by his messy hair. I pushed his hair up and out of his face and couldn't help but smile, "Why did you have to be so handsome?"

He leaned up and kissed me, "The universe said I needed to bless the world, so it made me good looking."

I cackled, leaning forward and kissing him again, "Alright Styles, time to get up, I need to head out now or I won't have time to go home and change."

"Fiiiiine." He lifted himself off of me sitting up on the edge of the bed.

I got up and stretched, nothing but his t-shirt on, making my way over to his bathroom. I pulled out the spare toothbrush Harry had started leaving out for me and brushed my teeth. Harry walked up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, placing small kisses down my neck. I rinsed my mouth, putting my toothbrush away, placing my hands on the sink as each kiss felt like a spark against my skin.

"You know, I got used to seeing you in my clothes, when you had bottoms on. But this is new." He said softly into my neck, his fingers tracing down my thighs, causing me to close my eyes against his touch.

"Harry," was all I managed out as I opened my eyes again, catching his gaze in the mirror.

He placed kisses along my neck again, his hands moving back up my thighs, pulling the shirt up as they went. I felt myself gasp softly as he removed his fingers, chuckling softly and whispered, "You have to hurry love, or you won't have time to go home and change."

He kissed my neck one more time, winking at me in the mirror before removing himself completely away from me.

"Harry, come back." I said running after him.

"Nope, we are on a tight schedule, I need to shower." He smiled, obviously enjoying himself. He leaned down and kissed my nose, "I'll see you at Mamans, beautiful."

I pouted and he chuckled, walking into the bathroom to shower locking the door behind him.

I took a deep breath, gathering my things to head back to my brother's.

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When I got to Mamans our drinks were on the table and Chester was in my seat.

"Well, well, if it isn't my long lost best friend who forgot I existed."

"Chester I haven't forgotten you existed. I've just been—living the New York dream of finding love in the city with a beautiful British man."

"That's the New York dream?" I raised an eyebrow at him, sitting in Harry's normal seat.

"Well it's my New York dream." He smirked at me and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Sooo, how is he in bed?" he wiggled his eyebrows at me.