I wake up in a strange room. It's a deep blue color and dark. The only light is the sun, which is barley peeking through the blinds. I feel a pair of hands tighten around my waist. It scares me at first but then I look at him, his big brown curls perfectly falling down his face, the covers only covering his lower half and leaving his toned chest exposed. He turned to the side and his hair fell from around his face. Then the images of last night come flooding back. Oh my God....I slept with Harry Styles! His eyes opened.
"Good morning baby," Harry greets me while kissing me sweetly on the lips. He pulls away and stairs at my chest. Why is he doing that? I look down.
"I-I forgot we were naked, sorry." My face turns bright red.
"How could you forget? Last night was the best night of my life. Although, I'm pretty sure the whole neighborhood knows my name now." If my face wasn't red enough, it is now.
"Hope you liked it."
"I did," he lets out a sigh. "Are you hungry?"
"Yes I am. Can I wear one of your shirts? I don't feel like putting my dress back on."
"Sure," He stands up and opens a drawer. Turning around and he throws the shirt at me. I get out of bed, put on my under where from last night, and slide on his shirt.
"Would you hand me a pair of basketball shots, they're in that drawer?" He says pointing to an oak drawer. I walk over to it and pull out an orange pair of shorts. He puts them on and grabs my hand, walking me down stairs.
In the kitchen I take a seat on a tall stool. His kitchen is nice. It is a warm brown with stainless steal appliances. He has three bar stools at the taller half of the counter and a small wooden table.
I feel a pair of hands wrap around my waist, "What do you want for breakfast?" Harry asks between the kisses he's giving my cheek.
I giggle as my cheek is attacked with kisses, "Eggs if that's ok?"
Harry stops the kisses and makes the eggs.
"That was good Harry, thank you!"
"Of course. I guess I should get you home."
"Okay," We collect my things from upstairs and drive back to my flat.
I wake up in an empty bed to the smell of food. I run down the stairs and almost fall twice. "Morning beautiful," Niall greets me, pulling me into a tight hug and kisses my cheek.
"Good morning Niall," I greet back after we pull away.
"Are you kidding, I always am!"
"Well it looks like we have something in common."
"That's good because I'm planning on keeping you for a long time."
"Oh really?" I ask with a wink.
Niall sticks his tongue out, "Yep so don't plan on going anywhere."
"Okay I won't" I giggle as he hands me a plate full of waffles. I sit down at his glass dinning room table and take a bite. Damn this boy can cook!
"It's so good Niall!"
"Thank you." He swallows a mouth full of waffles, "Are you excited for our date?"
"Yes, speaking of that you should probably take me home so I have enough time to get ready."
"Okay I can do that."
"Cool, hey what time are you planning on picking me up?"
"How about two?"
Niall throws our plates in the sink, grabs his keys, and drives me home.
It's about 10:00 A.M. I've been up for a half an hour just staring at Louis. It's weird, I know. It's just that I can't believe this happened! Yesterday I woke up alone, and today I'm waking up next to Louis.
"Olivia, what are you staring at?" Louis' angelic voice asks me.
I snap out of my thoughts and smile, "Just looking at how perfect you are." I say while kissing his cheek quickly.
He smiles and looks into my eyes. I'm so lucky that I dumped my drinks on him last night. It may have been embaressing last night, but today I'm glad it happened.
"Olivia you are way more perfect than me. Don't let anyone tell you different. I'm so happy that you dumped those drinks on me. I mean look at me, laying next to the prettiest girl I've ever seen." He kisses me for the first time. Butterflies are dancing in my stomach and a single tear of joy is running down my cheek.
"Thank you Louis. That is so sweet of you. I really can't wait for our date tonight, I have a feeling it's going to be unbelievably fun."
He wipes away my tear. "I think it's going to be the best night ever. So, do you want this sexy British boy to make you breakfast?"
I let out a small giggle. "Hell yeah, I'm starving!" I stand up and run out the bedroom door. Louis follows me and chases me down the stairs. He catches up to me and slaps my bum playfully. I let out a little squeal and sit in a chair.
"Okay! You. Can. Run. Fast." Louis pants while getting the pancake mix out.
Louis sits the plate in front of me and I dig in. "Mmm! Louis, where did you learn to cook like this?"
"I need to meet her! My pancakes are never as good as this!" He just laughs.
We finish our food. Louis rinses off the plates and puts them in the dish washer. "Ready for me to take you home?"
"Sure lets go."
We get in his car and drive to my sister and I's flat.
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