"Guess I never noticed it. You usually wear my hoody." I blushed; that was true. "You should get a new shirt that only has me on it. They have those."

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, I know. But I wanted a One Direction shirt, not a Harry Styles shirt. Before I met you, I didn't have a favorite."

"So I'm your favorite now? You totally just said that."

"It wouldn't be too good if you weren't my favorite. I can't like another guy more than my boyfriend."

"Very true."

The previews ended then and the movie started. Harry situated the blanket over the both of us and I cuddled into him.

"Oh, I forgot Mr. Snuggles in the kitchen!" I remembered, and went to get up to go get him.

"Nope." Harry grabbed my arm and pulled me back down. "You're going to cuddle with me, not the bear."

I smiled and got comfy again, trying to focus on the movie and not Harry, who was very distracting. After about an hour, I was completely focused on the movie, crying my eyes out.

"They finally realized that they love each other! Simba can't just kick Covu out like that!"

Harry tried calming me down, but it didn't help. It was just so sad.

"You've seen this before; you know that they end up together." Harry reminded me.

"Yeah. But in the moment, it's sad. I get very emotional when watching movies. Ugh, sorry. Crying is so embarrassing."

"You can cry in front of me. It's okay." He smiled as he wiped my tears away. He was too sweet.

"Thanks." I whispered.

"Anytime."

"Hey, where are the boys?" I asked suddenly, noticing their absence for the first time.

"They're sleeping in you're apartment.." He smiled sheepishly.

"Aww! Tess is dealing with them for us! That's so sweet!"

"Yeah, she offered and the boys were all for it. And I didn't really feel like having then here."

We could have just gone to my apartment and have Tess stay here, but I wasn't going to say anything. The gesture was sweet.

I looked up at Harry, who was watching the TV again, and smiled. He was amazing.

*****

I woke up to light shining in my eyes. I groaned and rolled over. Well, I tried to roll over. My body was being held in place by something heavy. Where was I?

I finally manged to roll over -- in the process, noticing I was in a bed -- and came face-to-face with Harry. His arm was around my waist, holding me to him. He was still sleeping and looked adorable. I tired wiggling out from under his arm so I could get ready for the day and let him sleep, but his arm involuntarily tightened around me.

I smiled. What girl didn't dream about this? I laid with him for a few more minutes until my stomach growled. I sigh and tried moving Harry's arm again without success. He was smiling in his sleep and looked so peaceful; I didn't want to wake him up, but I had to before my stomach ate itself.

"Harry." I said softly. "Harry.. Harry!" Nothing. I tried shaking him. Nothing. He was a deep sleeper.

I flicked his nose and he made a face in his sleep. I giggled. On impulse, I quickly leaned forward and pressed my lips to his, giving him a quick kiss. His eyes shot open and he started at me for a moment like he was trying to figure out where he was. His face stretched into a grin.

"Morning!" I smiled.

"Good morning. I could get used to waking up like this."

"Me too. Did I fall asleep last night?"

"Yeah, you did. I carried you to bed. You're cute when you sleep."

"So are you."

He smirked and inclined his head toward me. He kissed me on the nose before throwing back the covers and hopping out of bed, leaving me a bit shocked.

"What was that?" I mumbled as I climbed out of bed.

"Did you want me to kiss you?"

"I-I.." My face flamed. He cocked an eyebrow at me and smirked, before coming up to me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I can't tell if you're confident or shy. You'll be totally confident and kiss me when I'm sleeping and then your face with suddenly flame up when I just say something about kissing you. It's pretty confusing." 

"I don't know. I'm both I guess. It just depends."

"I like it." He leaned down and this time his lips met mine. My heart jump started and then started beating wildly as my lips moved with Harry's. 

My stomach growled, rather loudly, and Harry pulled back, laughing. I blushed again, embarrassed.

"Come on, let's go get breakfast." He took my hand and led me to the kitchen. We both did a double take at what was in front of us.

The boys were all sat around the kitchen table, Tess in the kitchen making pancakes. Mr. Snuggles sat in a chair next to Louis. What was so strange about it was that all the boys, including the stuffed bear, were wearing bright red skinny jeans and a blue and white striped shirt.

"What the..." I muttered. The boys all looked up at Harry and I and grinned.

"You had a good date, I assume?" Zayn asked.

We both nodded, still staring at the boys' outfits.

"We're together." Harry muttered, lifting our interlaced hands. "But, um, what are you guys wearing?"

"Oh! It's Dress Like Louis Day." Niall explained. Harry and I looked at each other, sharing a confused look.

"Since when?" I asked.

"Last night." Tess answered from the stove. 

I nodded. "And you decided to dress up Mr. Snuggles as well?" 

"Mr. Snuggles?" Louis laughed.

"Yes. Problem?" I glared.

"No, not at all!"

I rolled my eyes as Harry and I sat down at the table. These boys, I swear.

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