CJ's P.O.V

Blearily, I opened my eyes as the light filtered in my room, and I groaned as I caught sight of the clock: reading 9:00am and my eyes flew open, now I was fully awake. I leapt out of bed and realized that 1) I wasn't wearing anything 2) Harry freaking Styles was sleeping in my bed 3) he wasn't wearing anything either and 4) it was 9:00 on a Wednesday morning.

I screamed, not being able to help myself and Harry groaned, stretching, covering his eyes with his hand as he squinted at me. I was suddenly aware that I wasn't wearing anything and grabbed the sheet, yanking hard so that it covered me. Unfortunately, it revealed Harry and all his glory (or his horror, take your pick).

"Put something on!" I yelled, shielding my eyes from looking at him.

"Why?" Harry mumbled, still half-asleep. "C'mon, it's early, come back to bed."

"N-No!" my voice trembled, and I'm not sure why. "Harry, its 9:00!"

"So?" he asked, opening one eye.

"Faith has school!" I exclaimed, my voice reaching a high pitch that I didn't know I was capable of. I associated this due to the fact that I was panicking.

"Relax," Harry said. "I called her in."

"What?!" I exclaimed. "When? How?"

"Faith woke me up at like 7 and I told her that she could go back to sleep, she wasn't going to school and then I called the school and told her she was sick," Harry yawned. "Now can you please come back to bed?"

"No!" I said, clutching the sheet closer to my body. "You-you're naked!"

"So?" Harry asked, flopping back down on my bed and burying his face under my pillow. "So are you."

I blinked as I took this in and quickly I ran to my closet, still holding the sheet up to my body and ruffled through it, finding some sweats and a T-shirt. I turned around to find Harry propping himself up on an elbow, watching.

"Why are you watching me?" I asked, self-conscious.

"I want to," Harry said. "Besides, it's nothing I haven't seen before, am I right?"

My cheeks colored and I snapped, "Pig," before marching off to my bathroom to change.

"Wait- CJ!" I heard him scramble to get out of bed, trying to follow me.

I locked the door and began pulling on my clothes, relieved that Harry couldn't watch me like the pervert he was.

"CJ!" Harry said, on the other side of the door and I could hear him wiggle the doorknob, trying to get in. "CJ, I'm sorry. C'mon, you can't be that pissed, can you?"

"If you're trying to apologize you're doing a really shitty job," I called.

Harrygroaned. "CJ, I'm sorry, okay? I just... I canstop thinking about last night!"

Those words made my blood run cold as I remembered last night, and how Harry and I had been up into the early morning, doing things with each other that I'd sworn I would never do with him.

Suddenly angry, I yanked open the door, ready to yell at Harry but my legs suddenly gave out and oh, yeah, I could feel what we had done last night.

"CJ?" Harry asked worriedly. "Are you okay?"

"I can't walk," I pouted. "Thanks to your dicking around!"

Harry's lips were tugged up in a smirk. "No pun intended."

I tried to push him from where I was sitting, but failed miserably.

Harry chuckled before scooping me up. "Up we go."

I struggled to get out of his grasp. "Put me down!"

"What, and let you fall on your face again?" Harry chuckled. "Not a chance, princess."

"Don't call me that!" I snapped, still struggling to get down.

"CJ, don't pretend like last night never happened," Harry sighed. "It did happen, and I enjoyed it, but I'm not gonna let you run away from me like you always do."

I snorted at that. "What, like you've never run away from me?"

Harry's face hardened and he dropped me unceremoniously onto my bed.

"Hey!" I protested.

Harry quirked an eyebrow. "I thought you wanted me to put you down?"

"I did, but I didn't want you to drop me!" I argued.

Harry suddenly climbed onto the bed and hovered.over me, his chest close to mine. "Pardon me for ruining your arguement with me, but you're just so hot when you're angry," he whispered.

My jaw dropped slightly and I pushed at his chest angrily. "You sexist pig!" I snapped. "Get off me! And get out! I swear, you have five minutes-"

Abruptly, Harry cut me off my pressing his lips against mine. I made a muffled sound of protest and pushed him off me.

"What the hell?" I hissed. "How dare you kiss me-"

"Shut up, CJ," Harry groaned. "Don't act like you don't like me. You seemed to like me last night when I was fucking you."

"You're disgusting," I stated, but I could feel my cheeks burn at mention of last night.

In response, Harry rolled his eyes. "Just shut up and kiss me."

And damn did he kiss me. Harry had my arms pinned so I couldn't get away and his lips were kissing mine with such passion I couldn't keep up. He bit my lower lip slightly and I gasped, his rongue making its way into my territory. Jerking my hand free, I could feel Harry tense, as if worrying that I'd push him off me but I tangled my fingers in his hair and tugged slightly.

Harry let out a barely audible groan and I took the oppourtunity to nibble on his bottom lip gently. As my tongue started ro enter his mouth, I got my other hand free and flipped us over so I was on top.

Harry pulled back and panted a little as he looked up at me. "Damn," he said and his voice was huskier than normal. "You're making me want to replay last night."

I rolled my eyes and leaned down to kiss him again. Harry brought his hands up and tangled them in my hair, pulling me closer to him. In a sudden move, he flipped us over again and I squealed slightly.

"Sorry babe, I like to be in control," he said, his tone teasing and I pushed at his chest.

"Shut up Harry."

"Mm," he hummed, his lips now on my neck, kissing and sucking slightly. "Say my name again."

"Harry," I said again, trying to get his attention. "Faith is next door."

Harry grunted and pulled back. "So?"

"So, I'm not doing this with our daughter in the next room over," I deadpanned.

Harry looked at me, a kind of fire in his eyes and he growled. "Fine, but you and Faith are moving in with me, and that's final."

With that, Harry pressed one more kiss to my lips before burrowing back under the covers, pulling me down with him. He wrapped one arm around my waist and I settled my head on his bare chest, using it as a pillow.

"Good night, princess," he whispered from above me.

"Its morning," I reminded him and his chest shook a little as he chuckled.

"Then morning, princess."

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Yeah yeah I know its been two months but its.6:30am and here you go, its short eh but I tried hope you like it this book will be over very, very soon, like, in two chapters :)

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-T A Y L O R