Strip - Harry Styles [A.U]

Chapter 59.

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*ONE YEAR LATER*

ISABELLE

One year. That's how long Harry and I have been together. Sometimes, I feel like it was only yesterday that I met him in the gentlemen's club's bar.

Things have been going great though. Of course we have little arguments but what relationship doesn't? We haven't had a massive argument since we told each other we loved each other. For not being in a serious relationship before, I think we're doing amazing. Fuck, for not believing in love until now, I think I'm doing pretty damn well. Now and then I do have some trouble with opening up to Harry but I'm slowly getting over it. I just hope Harry doesn't get annoyed with how long its taking me to get use  to having someone there for me. Someone other than Peter. Someone who loves me in a way I didn't know existed until he stepped foot into my life.

The time was midnight. I had just got back to my apartment where Harry had practically moved in. We never discussed anything but we're always staying here, he never goes back to his flat, only to get some more clothes to then bring here. I didn't complain because I love having him around.

I opened the front door, slamming the front door closed with frustration. I chucked my bag on the floor next to the door and placed my keys on the table. As I started kicking my shoes off down the corridor I heard Harry's voice.

"What's up with you?" He asked, obviously seeing that I was frustrated with my night at work.

I ignored him, walking pass him as he stood in the doorway of the kitchen.

That's another thing that's become more frequent, Harry stays up until I get home from work. He says he likes to know I got home safe plus he can never sleep without me beside him anymore.

I continued walking down the hallway until I got to the bed room. I could hear Harry's footsteps following me as I slammed the door of my bedroom but it didn't close as Harry's hand had stopped it and stepped in behind me.