Summer Love - Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter 4

There's a knock at my door. Why do so many people insist on talking to me? "Come in," I sigh. Louis walks in and sits on my bed. "Hey love, how are you?" I flop back on my bed. "Good, but my first day has been quite hectic," I say. "I agree. What's going on, between you and Harry?..." he asks politely. "Lou, honestly, I don't know. I like him but, I think he's jusy being his natural flirty self. I don't think he likes me back. He's a nice guy, and we're friends. He's just flirty that's all," he smiles at me. "Alright, I'll see you in the morning then, night love," he kisses my cheek. "Nighty Lou," I sit up at another knock on my door. Damn, I'm just Ms Popular today. "Come in," I say slightly annoyed. My best friend and brother pokes his head through the door, a mouthful of candy slightly muffling his words. "Just came to say goodnight," he says. "Good night, Nialler," I say, kissing his cheek. It's very hot in my room so I decide to sleep in my bra and underwear. I slip into bed and think of today's events. Besides some of the drama, it was fun. I'm very excited to live here.

 I am half asleep, awoken by the birds outside. Without opening my eyes, I flop over and my arm hits something hard beside me. Wait. Something hard? I open my eyes to see Harry, sound asleep beside me, my arm resting in his stomach. "Harry!" I scream, pulling myself to the edge of the mattress. He groans, "Five more minutes,"

"Harry, what the fuck are you doing here?!" I whisper-shout. "Hmm?" He says, opening his eyes sleepily. They snap open and he looks at me shocked. "I-I-I-I don't know!" He yells. "I-" he starts again before looking resolved. "I must have sleep-walked here in the middle of the night. I do it all the time, I've done it to all the lads. Ah well," he says as he starts to go to sleep again. I slap him across the face and he looks up. "What?"

 "Harry, I'm in my bra and underwear," I say, my cheeks heating up. His eyes widen. "Are you actually?!" He says loudly. He starts to peek under the covers before I smack his hand away. "Get OUT!" I whisper shout. "I-I can't," he stutters. "And why not?" I snap. "I...I-I sleep naked," he says quickly. My eyes widen. "Take the sheet, and get out," I say, calmly. He starts laughing. It's starts as a chuckle, then escalates into a full-out laughing fit. I'm about to ask what's so funny when I realize how ridiculous this predicament is. I start to laugh too, and we're laughing together. "Now get out, you perv," I say, throwing him the sheet, smiling. He walks out and I go back to sleep.

 I get up and pick a flowery tank that ties at the middle, revealing a bit of my mid-drift and a pair of blue jean shorts. I go downstairs and the boys are in the kitchen, eating. "G'morning love, would you like some pancakes?" Liam asks in an apron and a chef hat. I giggle at his get-up. "Yes please, Mrs Payne," the boys snicker and Liam gives my a playful glare. "We're going to a signing today. Would you like go come with?" Zayn asks. I grin. "I'd love to."