Always You

15. Double D's and Kim Kardashian's Ass

The following morning when I wake up, I have one of those moments where I panic because I don't know what planet I'm on, what year it is and how long have I been asleep for. I sit upwards and gasp as I open my eyes.

I feel an unusual weight that I'm not used to feeling on my stomach and I lift the blanket to see that Harry's arm is wrapped around me.

"You alright?" He asks and I have to pull myself together and stay calm even though his morning voice is so deep, raspy and heavenly. I think I might start up a conversation with him just to hear his morning voice again.

"Yeah, sorry. I woke up a bit out of place that's all."

"You snore so loud." I loosen his grip around me so that I can turn to face him.

What, I don't snore. "I do not."

"You do" he speaks with his sleepy eyes still closed. "Rather loudly Hailey."

"I don't snore." I've never snored. How embarrassing if I have randomly started. But I feel like he is being sarcastic.

"You do." He argues and when I am about to bite back I see lips lips form into a smirk and that's when I know that he is being sarcastic.

I lightly hit his hand that is on my hip. "Don't scare me like that."

Harry opens his eyes and takes his arms off me as he holds them in the air and stretches whilst letting out a loud yawn. "Man I'm knackered."

"Knackered" I repeat his choice of wording.

"Mhmm" he hums in response as he pulls me back into him. I am sitting up now so Harry is pretty much lying on my chest with his arms around me. Usually I would think this would be quite uncomfortable, but it is oddly pleasing. He's very warm and I'm not complaining. "Your heart is beating very fast."

Yeah, because you're holding me and my body is not used to this much contact from the opposite gender.

"I can hear it" I see him lower his head slightly and then I push it away because I know what he's doing. He's trying to get a feel of my boobs, I'm not an idiot.

"You may have woken up from one, but this most certainly isn't a dream so get your head away from there Styles."

"You're no fun Hayes." He laughs. "Seven years ago you never had these" he looks at my boobs again. He isn't afraid, is he. "So my apologies if I get distracted. I'm a boob man."

"Most guys are ass men these days. Funnily, I don't have either of them."

Harry frowns. "You have a cute little butt."

"Little." I nod slowly. "My point exactly."

Harry throws a pillow at me. "You know what I mean. Don't twist the meaning of my words. Would you rather me say you have a huge ass that looks like two watermelons have been pushed together?"

This makes me laugh just imagining two watermelons on someones backside.

"I'm not a fan of all that you know." I look at him and he continues. "Liam for instance, he loves a curvy girl because he says there's more to hold onto and I mean, all girls are beautiful in their own way but I don't care if a girl doesn't have those double d's and Kim kardashian ass. I like a good handful of boob and a cute butt."

I find myself laughing although I don't know why I find this topic so humerus. "Why are you telling me this?" I ask curiously.

He sighs. "That's a good question that I don't have the answer to. You're easy to talk to, it just comes out I guess."