63: Lots Of Running

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"And I thought that Louis was sassy." Harry admitted.

I blushed and giggled. "Shut up. I'm fierce and sassy."

We were silent for a few moments until Harry randomly leaned forward and pressed a sweet kiss to my lips. I smiled into the kiss. He pulled back and smirked.

"You're a babe."

I couldn't help but laugh. Harry laughed along with me and I ended up observing his sexily perfect features.

The way that his dimples indent gently into his smooth cheeks. The way his eyes screw shut when he laughs really hard and how he flips his hair when it's in his way. Everything that he does drives me insane. My eyes flashed over to his beanie and automatically I pouted.

"What happened, Princess?"

I tried to ignore the butterflies in my stomach at the nickname and spoke. "My beanie fell off."

He smirked and removed his. After carefully placing the dark blue beanie on my head, he kissed my cheek.

"Happy, now?"

I grinned like a Cheshire Cat. "Yeah, I'm happy. Now can we get out of this shelf?"

He laughed and nodded. I got on all fours and crawled out from beneath the shelf. Thankfully, I spotted no one in sight so I got up. After I helped Harry up, he spoke.

"We should probably hide ourselves much more than we did last time."

I hummed in agreement as I pulled my beanie onto my head even more. Harry put up his hood and locked his hand with mine.

Sometimes I forget how Harry is a member of the world's most famous boy-band.

We went around the grocery store, making sure to stay low-key. I made sure to grab all of our needs, including my 'lady' stuff. As we lined up at the cash, the people started whispering.

The saw us, that's for sure. Thankfully, they didn't shout anything out.

"Hey," a younger brunette spoke. "You're Harry Styles and Jade Collins, right?"

I nodded as Harry said a 'Yeah.'

"Could we please have a picture?" She pointed to herself and a blonde who was jumping in excitement.

"Sure thing!" I squeaked.

After clicking a few pictures, Harry paid for the groceries. I had tried my best to insist him to let me pay, but like always, he paid.

We said a short 'goodbye' to the girls and left the grocery store. After coping from the cold breeze, we sat down in Harry's fancy car.

Coldplay buzzed quietly on the high-quality speakers as I hummed along. Harry was singing along with the lyrics.

"Oh! Babe, I forgot to tell you that I need to be at the studio by 8:00 AM tomorrow." Harry stated.

"Oh." I spoke. "Thanks for the early notice, once again."

He chuckled quietly. "You should come along. We're only editing, we have the recording done already... Except for maybe one song."

I nodded. "Sure. I'll come along."

The rest of the ride home was silent but it was a comfortable silence. We just hummed along with Coldplay, enjoying each others presence.

I walked inside the house after Harry unlocked it. The grocery bags landed with a thud on the kitchen floor. My eyes flashed over to the time which glowed on the oven.

4:16 PM

I sighed and leaned against the counter. Harry stalked into the room occupied with his sleek cellphone.

"Guess what?" He spoke.

"What?" I replied, resting my head on his shoulder as he came to a stop beside me.

"The lads have arrived. Apparently, Zayn and Louis arrived early this morning and Niall and Liam arrived at noon."

I squealed in joy. "Oh yay! We should go for dinner with them, tonight!"

He chuckled. "Yeah we should. But you're that bored of me?"

I raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"I mean," he began. "You're so excited to see them. Was I really that boring?"

I decided to play along. "Yeah. You're super boring."

He pouted and crossed his arms. I couldn't help but 'aw' at him.

"Harry!" I squeaked, "I love you, baby!"

I wrapped him in a tight hug after pecking his cheek. I heard his chuckle rumble in his chest just as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Baby?" He asked. "I like the nickname."

I blushed against his chest as he kissed the top of my head.

"Now give me a kiss!" He ordered.

I giggled and moved away from him. "No! You'll have to catch me first!"

With that, I ran for my life.

I heard Harry call after me as I heard thumps starting. My legs moved faster than they ever had before. I ran up the spiral stairs, almost tripping at the last step. I stumbled a little but caught myself.

Harry was hot on my heels and I let out a little scream as I felt arms wrap around my waist. I was thrown onto Harry's shoulder and I couldn't stop laughing.

"See! I got you!" He retorted as he carried me into what I think is the bedroom.

I groaned in response but I couldn't keep the smile off of my face.

He threw me onto the bed and climbed on top of me. I felt his fingers tickle my sides as uncontrollable laughter exited my mouth. Even though I was squirming and shuffling a lot, Harry kept his grip on me.

"Please! Stop!" I laughed as tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Say that 'Harry is the most sexiest man on the planet and I will kiss him whenever he wants me to!'"

"Ew! No!" I yelled, still laughing.

He raised his eyebrows and tickled me even more. I howled in laughter as he held my hands above my head.

"Okay, okay! Fine! I'll say it!" I gave up. "First stop tickling me!"

He shook his head. "Not until you say it!"

I giggled abnormally as he tickled me even more. "Harry... Is... The... Sexiest man in... The world! A-and I will... Kiss... Him whenever he... Wants... Me... To." I finally got it through my uncontrollable laughter.

He finally stopped tickling me. I tried to catch my breath as I wiped away my tears. "I hate you."

He laughed as he rolled over to his side. "I love you too." He stared at me for a moment. "Now kiss me!"

I laughed and leaned towards him, planting a sweet kiss on those sweet lips.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Sorry everyone! I was EXTREMELY busy the last few days.

I know, sucky chapter. this chapter is boring but I promise that the next one will be better.

Please vote and comment. If I get to fifteen comments, I will update faster :)

AND AGAKSKAAHS 20.45K reads?! WHAT EVEN.

-Maya xox

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