Harry's singing in the shower and he's really into it. He's joking around but he actually sounds amazing. You opened the curtain and he gets scared and jumps. Harry laughs all embarrassed because he didn't know you were listening. He's got his cute little dimples and his hair soaking wet stuck to his forehead. Harry pulls you in with him, and you squeal, but he just holds onto you tightly. You're still in your pajama shorts and tank top, so you're trying to break free from him. Harry laughs at your determination, and you did too after realizing it was no use. He finally loosens his grip just to brush your damp hair out of your face. He eyes your body that's completely visible through your wet clothes. Harry helps you out of them, and pulls you under the streaming water with him by your waist.
