Countryside H.S. [R]

•twelve•

I wake up to Harry laying with his arms wrapped around my waist, spooning me. I smile, but I'm bursting for a pee, I try to climb out but he tightens his grip.

"Two more minutes, please?" He mumbles not opening his eyes.

"I need to pee, then we can spoon for maybe even ten minutes," I say and he laughs but releases me.

When I come back he's on my phone.

"What is it?" I ask. I don't have anything to hide, but it's a bit off-putting that he's going through my phone.

"Nothin' a boy named Michael text you like four billion times, I was just checking to make sure it was nothing serious," he hands me my phone.

"Don't you trust me?" I say feeling like I'm a stupid kid, again.

"I do, you're taking this the wrong way--"

"Whatever." I say and read the texts.

"Fuck sake man," Harry says and angrily gets up.

"Em, Harry," I say and he spins on his heel, looking at me, "I'm not done spooning you yet, get your ass back in bed and love me," I say and he walks back clearly in a mood with me but hugs into me.

"Michael's been my best friend since I was tiny, just so you know I've not got anything going on with him... I love him, but strictly friends," I say and he gives me a quick okay.

Harry's strong arms get nice and comfy around my small body.

"Alexa?" Harry's soft voice rings in my ear.

"Hm?" I hum in response.

"What happens when you leave and go to college and meet hundreds of new people, your own age, who are better looking than me and funnier --"

"Nothing, and I don't think you can get better looking than Harry Styles," I laugh and although I can't see his face, I know he's blushing.

"Of course you do," he says.

"It's actually unreal how insecure you secretly are," I say laughing.

"I know, I'm like a thirteen year old girl," he laughs too and it makes me erupt into a laughing fit.

"You're so cute when you laugh," he smiles when I look at him.

"You compliment me far too much," I'd be lying if I said I didn't secretly love it.

"I like to make you feel good about yourself," he smiles, I sit up and kiss him.

"I've got morning breathe so I'm going to brush my teeth," I smile.

"Me too," Harry says, I go in first and brush mine then Harry does.

I go into my bag pulling out my outfit for today. Denim skinny jeans and a wooly jumper.

I lift my top over my head and Harry stares at me.

"Look away, pervert!" I shout, laughing.

"If I'm your boyfriend, then I'm allowed to, but if anyone else does, you tell me," he laughs and I do too.

"Why? You won't be able to do anything anyway, if you're my teacher it's going to look suspicious if you batter someone for staring at me...naked.." I laugh and he chokes a little.

I put on my white laced bra and my white panties. When I'm done I squeeze into my jeans then throw on my wooly jumper.

I use Harry's mirror and put on my makeup then I straighten my hair. Harry smiles at me.