P.S. I Hate You (Harry Styles)

Chapter 36

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- Blue -

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"Harry, wake up." I grumbled, picking up the pillow next to him and continuously beating him with it.

He groaned. "What the fuck Blue?"

"Today is the day!" I sing songed, straddling his waist as he was still half asleep, me pinching his cheeks and swinging them side to side as he grunted.

"Blue, I need some sleep.'' He muttered, going back into his sleeping state as he softly snored.

"Harry, you need to wake the fuck up." I retorted, smacking his chest repeatedly. "Come on! You're burning daylight!" I continued urging, tugging at his curls in attempt to wake him up.

I find his arm wrapping around me and easily bringing me down as I gasped, stumbling onto him.

His arms tightly wound around me as my eyes widened, his legs playfully wrapping around my small form as well.

"Harry, I-I.. Can't breathe."

He smiles, loosening as he kisses me on the top of my head.

He sniffs my head and pretends to make a face.

"Hey!" I exclaimed.

"You need a shower. Let's go take a shower." He insisted, me smirking.

"Shower it is, then."

"Wait." He spoke.

"We need to hurry up if you want to catch that train." I rose an eyebrow.

"Wait, we could squeeze in like five minutes of cuddling."

"No, we're seeing your mum and sister." I rose my eyebrows, him sighing as he looks at me.

"I don't think I can do this." He spoke honestly, sadly looking at me.

"Well you are gonna do this. I know you can.'' I encouraged, pulling a small smile.

"I.. Give me a bit of motivation?" He grins hopefully, as I rolled my eyes chuckling.

"I can't do anything as special, but I think.. I can try something." I whispered.

He smirked. "You are," He paused, breathing out as I crawled on top of him, his hands on my waist. "The bestest." He whispered, me giggling as I started to nip at the skin on his neck.

He hums in pleasure, me sucking at his neck, in attempt of a lovebite as I feel him tense.

"Fuck." He breathed out shakily, me smiling against his skin. "Ready to get up now?" I whispered, my tongue sliding across his skin.

"Yeah. Yes, definitely." He nodded, me smirking.

Harry gets up first, me waiting expectantly.

"Yes, master." He joked, chuckling as he carried me bridal style to the bathroom.

Giggling, I wriggled around as he poked at my sides.

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- Harry -

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I just always loved seeing Blue naked. It just.. It showed her beauty.

No matter what, a girl is beautiful, but her features were the best.

She was curvy, and slim at the waist, and basically.. Perfect really.