Chapter 15:

I opened my eyes and looked around, after a few seconds I remembered last night. I was lay in Harry's bed, while he lay beside me; I turned my head and faced him, my green eyes meeting his straight away. He lay shirtless on his side of the bed staring at me, his tattoos on full show making me want to trace them with the tips of my fingers, but I resisted. He smiled shyly, blushing as he realised he had been caught, his dimples piercing his cheeks and his eyes sparkling as they looked at me. "Morning" he greeted with a cheeky smile.

"Morning" I smiled in return. He lifted himself from the bed and walked towards his bathroom. Whilst I was alone I thought about last night. It made me realise how nice it is knowing I had someone close by to lean on and that could comfort me when I needed it most; even in my most darkest times someone was there. I've spent the last year of my life living alone and taking care of myself, but last night I didn't, I had Harry. And he comforted me, it's all I could have ever asked for.

"I'll go and make us something to eat." I was broken from my thoughts as Harry came out of the bathroom. I nodded at him as he left the room, slightly disappointed. I don't know what I feel for Harry, I'm scared to like him but he makes me feel protected and loved. He looks after me and makes me smile unwillingly - he makes me erupt in butterflies every time we touch, and when he looks at me I simply melt. My senses took over as I could smell the sweet aroma of pancakes working its way through the house, I stood up pulling down Harry's shirt that had hitched up during the night and made my way to the kitchen.

"Nice legs." he winked at me as I walked in, I looked down to my bare legs that weren't covered by his shirt, it only just went over my bum. I blushed at his comment whilst he giggled at my reaction, he always knows how to make me blush, although to be fair, I've always been easily embarrassed. I muttered a quiet 'Thanks' and moved a strand of hair behind my ear as I sat down on a bar stool, he placed my pancakes in front of me and sat opposite - I watched as the maple syrup glided across the surface of the pancakes and dribbled down onto the plate. I grabbed my knife and fork and tucked in, the sweet taste taking over me, closing my eyes in satisfaction as I tried to savour the beautiful taste.

"These are amazing Harry!" I mumbled still trying to eat.

"I'm glad you like them. Only the best for you babe." he winked making me smile and shake my head lightly at him. Such a cheeky boy.

"So what are we doing today?" I asked as I picked up my now empty plate and put it into the dishwasher.

"What do you want to do?" he asked smiling as he stood closely in front of me.

"We could bake a cake? Or go out to tourist places? Or have a photo day?" I answer indecisively.

"How about all three?" he smiled and wrapped one of his arms around my waist, getting his phone out of his with the other hand. He held the phone up and pointed it at us both, I looked at him confusedly before he spoke, "smile." I turned to the camera and smiled waiting for him to press the button, which he did; he turned the phone around and glanced at the picture, we both looked so happy, like an actual couple. We looked good together if I do say so myself!

"That's a really cute picture." I smiled.

"Well, you're a really cute girl." he replied cheekily making me blush, I giggled lightly and he decided to use this opportunity to take another picture. As my cheeks were still heated up he placed his lips to my left cheek and took a picture; we glanced at the photo and it was picture perfect, I was stood laughing and blushing whilst Harry smiled slightly and placed his lips on my cheek. I looked up at him and smiled clearly happy with the picture - it was so cute! I decided to remove myself from him, his hand slowly grazing across my hip as he pulled it from its previous position, his ghostly and delicate touch sending shivers down my spine.

"Have you got all of the ingredients?" I asked him making sure we could actually bake.

"Yeah." he answered getting all of the ingredients and putting them in front of us.

"Okay then, let's get started! What type of cake do you want to bake?"

"Victoria sponge." he said simply. Fair enough.

He grabbed the mixing bowl and put in the butter, sugar, eggs, flour and vanilla essence before he started to stir; I decided to grease proof the cake tins for when the mixture was ready. He poured the mixture into two cake tins and placed it in the oven. "What are we doing now?" he asked.

"Erm, well while they're baking we can do the filling." I smiled at him which he returned, he walked to the fridge and got the jam out as I made the thick buttercream. He watched me as I whisked the mixture, "what?" I chuckled at him smiling largely, wanting to know why he was so interested in what I was doing.

"You look like you've done this before." he mentioned, looking me in the eye.

"Well I used to bake all the time with my parents, and I've made cupcakes and cookies with Millie before. I'm just used to it I guess, I find it therapeutic." I smiled.

"Me too. I used to work in a bakery you know." I looked at him surprised.

"Really?" I asked in shock.

"Yep" he said popping the 'p'.

"Well, this better be a good cake then." he smiled at me and went to check the cake in the oven.

"It's done!" he cheered making me smile at his enthusiasm. He set the two tins down on the counter and let them cool for five minutes. He then placed the bottom sponge on the plate first, I brought the buttercream and smeared it all over the top making sure every inch was smothered, then doing the same with the jam.

Harry placed the top sponge onto the cake, I watched his smile grow as he looked at the finished Victoria sponge. "We've not finished yet." he turned around to look at me confused; when he did I took this as my chance to blow icing sugar in his face.

I couldn't help but laugh at the sight.

He stood with icing sugar all over his face, covering it completely. Some had gone in his hair and some had fallen down onto his clothes. He looked at me, his mouth forming an 'o' shape as he tried to take in what had just happened.

After a few seconds he shook his head vigorously, some of the the icing sugar falling from his face and hair, he then looked back up to me, the white powder still on parts of his face as he grinned at me mischievously, "You're gonna' get it now!" my eyes widened and I immediately started to run and squeal, he chased me around the whole house until he trapped me back in the kitchen, the island in the centre was the only thing that separated us.

"You know I was only joking, please don't." I pleaded, struggling to contain my laughter as I looked at him.

"Nope, you have to face the consequences." he said cheekily, icing sugar in his hand ready to throw at me. I shook my head and giggled again, he ran around and caught me; is right arm wrapped tight around my waist as I bent over, trying to get away from his left hand which held the icing sugar. I was unsuccessful as I felt the powder hit my face as he rubbed it in, the rest of it going in my hair and on my back. Both of us were covered in icing sugar, laughing uncontrollably at our mini sugar fight. I stood up properly and faced him, our bodies close as we continued to laugh at each other.

He took out his phone and we stood next to each other getting ready for a photo, his right arm found its way around my waist again as his left held the camera. He pulled me into his as we took a few silly photos of our sugar coated state; I turned my face to look at him, our noses inches apart. I could feel his warm breath on me as he lowered his left hand down but kept his right arm tightly around my waist.

I smiled at him and blushed, I didn't need to say anything, he could tell how happy I was. I averted my gaze to the floor in an attempt to hide my blush but he didn't like that. He placed his forehead against mine and lifted my head slightly using his nose, I looked into his eyes and saw everything I could ever want in life.

His eyes slowly averted to my lips in desire as he leaned in closer fulfilling my compulsion; I needed him, I needed his lips, his touch, just everything about him, I needed. Our lips connected lovingly, it was a soft and sweet kiss but it held so much meaning - every emotion I have ever felt for Harry went into that kiss. His tender lips touching mine in a sense of urgency as we were both desperate for this moment, I smiled into the kiss feeling Harry do the same shortly after. I was happy and so was he, this moment was perfect. A perfect moment with the perfect person.

After a few heated minutes we pulled away from each other, panting slightly at our loss of breath as we reluctantly pulled away.

"Wow." I whispered to him, watching him smile in return.

"I know." he chuckled holding me tighter, "I've been waiting for that moment." he admitted.

"Me too." I confessed blushing slightly, looking to the floor in embarrassment.

"You're so cute when you blush." he chuckled, he used his finger to tilt my chin up, placing a soft loving kiss on my lips. "I'll never get used to this" he whispered against my lips pecking me one last time.

"Me either." I smiled leaning my forehead against his. After a few seconds of comfortable silence and just holding each other, I pulled away from him, "Well if we're going out I'm going to have to take a shower." I confessed looking down at Harry's shirt I was wearing that was now covered in icing sugar.

"Yeah, me too. The guest room has an ensuite with a shower so you can get ready in there if you'd like?" he offered making me smile.

"Sure, thanks" I was about to walk away in the direction of the guest room until I felt Harry's hand wrap around my wrist and pull me back forcefully, our chests collided and so did our lips as he smashed our lips together in a heated kiss.

He pulled back and breathed deeply, "I don't want to forget what that feels like." he whispered making me smile before he left abruptly towards his bedroom, closing the door behind him.

I strolled to the guest room, in a bit of a daze after that last kiss, I went towards the shower and turned it on, stripping my clothes as I did so. I hopped into the shower and let the lukewarm water wash over me as I showered. I poured a small amount of shower gel onto my palm and washed my body, the smell of peppermint taking over my senses from the shower gel. I then massaged the matching shampoo into my hair and lathered it up, rinsing it as normal. When I was finished I turned the water off and grabbed the nearest towel, I got out of the shower and got changed into my dungarees and white crop top from last night. I left my hair to dry naturally and fixed my lightly smudged make-up, I looked presentable, which I was happy with.

My curls fell around my face as I walked out of the guest room at the same time Harry walked out of his bedroom with a grey top and dark grey skinny jeans, alongside his usual white high tops. I stood still as he walked towards me, placing the loose strands of my hair behind my ears before he leaned closer to me, "Beautiful." he whispered simply. He connected our lips once more in a cute kiss before taking my hand in his and leading me into the living room. He strolled into the kitchen and placed the cake onto a cake stand before grabbing his keys, and me, and walking out the door. "Okay so where to first?" he asked as we hopped into his car.

"How about...Erm... Buckingham palace?" I suggested to which he nodded.

The drive was short considering Harry lives in North London, it only took about fifteen minutes to get here. He parked up close by and we walked to the outside of the palace; it's beautiful size and delicate features stunned me every time I saw it. I know I grew up in London and have lived here my entire life but, places like this, make me proud to be from around here. Harry got out his phone and took a few pictures of me and the building, we swapped and he gave the camera to me so I could do the same for him. "Okay, smile!" I exclaim as he pulls a big cheesy grin for the picture - I smiled at how cute it was.

"Excuse me?" Harry asked a woman, getting her attention.

"Yes?" she replied looking confused and somewhat stunned.

"Sorry to bother you but could you take a picture for me and my friend please?" he asked her politely handing her his phone and then running over beside me. The palace was in the background and we stood together smiling, she brought the phone down insinuating she had taken the picture then handing it back to Harry, "Thank you very much!" he smiled as she walked away.

"Oh My God! It's Harry Styles!!" a shrill voice screamed close by, we turned and saw a large group of girls behind us - about twelve I'd say - they all walked over to us and started asking Harry questions.

'Im so sorry' he mouthed to me as he started signing the girls things and taking pictures with them. "Everyone leave him alone, he's clearly on a date and doesn't want to be disturbed." one girl shouted above the rest. I received intense glares from some of the girls and warming smiles from the others, I didn't know what to do. I was a little bit scared of them if I'm honest so I kept my head down. "Girls leave her alone, it's Harry's life he can date whoever he wants." the girl smiled at me warmly, I returned it and mouthed her a 'thank you' before we turned around and headed for our next destination.

We had chosen to go to the Houses of Parliament next, then the London Eye and other tourist attractions, doing the same routine as before; taking pictures of each other, then asking someone random to take a picture of us together, then getting distracted by fans. Harry apologised every time but there was no need to, I understand, his job is important to him and without his fans he wouldn't be where he is, so I stand aside and let him sign things and takes pictures because I know how much it means to him and I don't want to get in the way of that.

The last place we had decided to go to, after our entire day of adventure, was Trafalgar Square. We walked past the large stone lions and admired them, Harry taking a few pictures as we walked. We sat down on one of the ledges of a fountain, being sprayed occasionally by the misty water.

"Smile!!" Harry turned to me holding his phone up, I smiled widely and giggled. He shuffled himself closer to me and wrapped his right arm around my waist leaning his head against mine, we both smiled at the camera for the picture. Although once he had taken it we remained in the same position, neither of us wanting to remove ourselves from our hidden embrace. He placed his phone onto his lap and brought his pink lips towards my ear, his warm breath slithering its way through my hair and onto my neck, the warmth taking over me. "I'm kissing you right now." he whispered into my ear, I bit my lip and smiled at his cuteness; oh how I wish I could kiss him right now, just to feel his soft lips on mine and that shock wave of pleasure travel through my body whenever he touches me, what I would give just to kiss him right now. Carefree. I turned my head and faced him, his minty breath now fanning over my face, I watched as his smirk faded and turned into a look of concentration as he looked down at my lips in desire.

"I'm kissing you back." I whispered seriously, wanting him to realise the effect he had on me. "I wish I could kiss you right now." I added.

He smiled in response and replied cheekily, "I wish you could too." he chuckled at his own comment making me giggle along with him.

"OH MY GOD HARRY!!" a shriek sounded through my ears and our faces slowly turned in the direction of the sound, two teenage girls stood in front of us almost fainting at the sight of Harry. They must have been about thirteen or fourteen, they walked closer to us and Harry pulled away from me and sat up straight, I looked down to try and hide my frown, I liked it when we were close. "I love you sooo much Harry! I'm perfect for you!!" one of them exclaimed rudely giving me a disgusted look, Harry didn't see it as he was signing the other girls phone case. "Who are you?!" she sneered at me, "Are you the one with the kid?" she asked bluntly.

"Excuse me?" I replied slightly agitated but with a confused expression, both girls stood in front of me leaning on one hip and looking disgusted as I replied.

"That's the bitch that's ruining Harry's life! Stay away from him! He doesn't like you! He pities you! You're not good looking, you're not skinny, you're NOT good enough!! Leave. Him. Alone!" she screamed.

"Hey!" Harry interrupted, standing in front of me as I remained sat feeling vulnerable on the fountain ledge and in complete shock. "She isn't ruining my life! If anything she is making it better. I don't pity her at all, I think she is amazing and stunning and is perfect the way she is and I don't appreciate you 'fans' are talking to her like that!" he finished, air quoting the word 'fans' insinuating they're clearly not supportive enough to accept Harry's decisions. The girls stood stunned as Harry turned around and faced me, looking down and holding his hand out for me to take, which I gladly did, "I'll take you home." he smiled and walked me to the car.

After a silent drive we made it to my house, we both got out of the car and Harry charmingly walked me to my door. "I'm sorry Faith." he sighed and ran his large fingers through his hair. "You don't deserve to be spoken to like that, you haven't done anything wrong." he looked down sadly.

"Hey," I placed my hand on the side of his face, lifting it to meet my eyes. His once vibrant green eyes were glum and sad, they held no sparkle, just sorrow. "It's not your fault. Don't apologise, not everyone is going to like me Harry. I understand." his hand rested on mine and he smiled slightly. "And thank you for sticking up for me, I really appreciate it." I added thankfully, smiling slightly at him.

"I didn't like the way they were speaking to you," he brought me closer, his hands making their way around my waist as mine slithered themselves around his neck. "Im very protective; I can't have anyone speaking badly of someone I care about." I smiled and pulled his face closer to mine.

"You care about me?" I asked teasingly.

He smirked, "I'm afraid I do." he chuckled in response and closed the gap between us. Something I've wanted to do all afternoon, the kiss was full of emotion and passion as we stood on my doorstep, our lips moving in perfect unison as we got caught up in the moment.

An incredible kiss with an incredible person.

I couldn't have asked for anything better.

__________________________

Comment and vote please :) Thank you!

- Pianogirl56