{HARRY’s POV}

I tried to move but I wasn’t able to, my chest feeling heavier than usual. I opened my eyes just to shut them again; the sunlight blinding me. I forgot to put the curtains down. I finally opened my eyes and looked around.

It wasn’t my room.

Slowly the memories from yesterday started flooding my mind. I looked down to see Anna sleeping peacefully with her head resting on my chest and one arm thrown over my waist and I quickly wrapped my arm around her. As I watched her, I couldn’t help but smile. She looked so beautiful even while sleeping. Her hair spread around her head and her perfect pink lips set in a small pout, making her look more beautiful.

I wasn’t still able to digest the fact that this beautiful angel sleeping here loved me....

I placed a kiss on her forehead and stared stroking her hair when I felt her stir slowly as her eyes fluttered. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep wanting to see or hear her reaction.


{ANNA’s POV}

I woke up felling happier than usual. Yesterday’s events came rushing back to my mind and a smile crept on my face. I lifted my head up to see Harry, who lay there peacefully. I swear I had never seen an angel until now and this angel was mine. His perfect brown curls were a mess, his lips set in a straight line and his chest heaved up and down as his took deep breaths.

Without even thinking my hand ran through his soft curls, then slid down to his chest and started tracing his butterfly ink, leaving behind a trail of goose-bumps.

I suddenly heard a soft knock on the door and I tried to sit but failed. The door opened slowly and Gemma poked her head through the small gap. As soon as her eyes fell on us, she started grinning.

“Good morning, Anna.” She chirped still half hidden behind the door.

“Good morning.” I said in my awkward morning voice.

“You can come in you know.” I added.

“Nah. I just came here to see if you two are up or not.”

“Well, I am up but Harry.....” I trailed off as I looked at him and heard Gemma chuckle.

“Wake up that lazy arse lying beside you and come down, okay.” She said as she looked at
Harry, narrowing her eyes.

“Okie-dokie. We will be there in ten."

“See ya.” She said as she waved and then closed the door.

I turned around to face Harry who still seemed to be asleep. I opened my mouth to ask him to wake up but before I could say anything an idea came to my mind which made me grin like an idiot. I crawled up so that I was face to face with him and inched closer toward him. I leaned in and finally made our lips meet each other.

Then I pulled away.

“Wake up, Harry.” I whispered softly in his ear and then bit his earlobe. I felt him stir and his grip around my waist tightened but his eyelids remained closed.

By his reaction, I was assured that he was awake and was just pretending to be asleep.

Well, I tried to be nice but I didn’t work. Now I have to bring out the evil me; a side of mine which no one would want to meet.

I quickly got out of his hold, stood on the bed and then started jumping up and down like a fool, yelling random things at top of my lungs to wake him up but after five minutes of tiring effort which left me panting for breath, Harry didn’t even move and inch. Now, I was pissed and I had only one last thing left up on my sleeves and I decided to try it. It always works with my brother so it should definitely work on Harry.

“You are gonna regret for not waking up before.” I warned him as I sat down, put both of my hand on side of his chest and pushed him with all my might which successfully worked as he rolled out of the bed and fell on the ground with a huge thump. I quickly crawled toward the side of the bed where he had fallen and watched him as he let out a groan, which brought a big smile on my face and I fisted my hand in the air as a sign of victory.


{HARRY’s POV}

I let out a groan as I find myself face-planted on the floor. I cannot believe that she even did that. She did warn me but I never even imagined that she would practically throw me out of the bed. Although, I did enjoy the kiss and on the second thought I should have opened my eyes then.

“Why did you do that?” I asked as I lifted my head up to look at Anna.

“Don’t blame me!! I tried to be nice but I guess some people are very thick-headed.” She said, grinning, showing her sweet little dimples.

“So you think that I am thick-headed?”

“Well, I said that some people are. Now if you consider yourself as one of those then it is totally your evaluation.”

“You know.....” I trailed off.

“What?” she asked amused, wriggling her eyebrows.

“You are going to pay for this.” I said as I started getting up from the ground.

“Ooooooo..... I am scared.” She practically sang.

“You should be cause I know I would be scared as hell if I knew that someone is going to tickle me.” I said and I saw colour drain from her face as she looked at me with a horrified expression.

“Oh no, you wouldn’t.” She warned me as she started crawling backwards.

“Oh yes, I will.” I said as I started climbing the bed.

Within seconds she was out of the bed, running towards the door but I knew she would do something like that and in no time, I had pinned her against the door and started tickling her.

“H....Ha...Harry!!.....Harry.....Stop.....Pl-please.......” she begged in between of her laughter, her face red as tomato.

“Say you are sorry.” I said but continued to tickle her and she shook her head. So, I started tickling her harder.

“Say it or it will get worse.” I warned.

“Okkk..... I.....am.....Sorry....” She finally said and I stopped tickling her. She was literally red from all her laughing and was taking deep breath to calm her heart. I guess I am not the only one who is very ticklish. As her face colour turned back to normal, she gave me a death glare.

“What?” I asked.

“You are dead, Curly.” She threatened.

“First Styles, now Curly.. What is next?” I mocked her but she just kept glaring.

“Don’t give me that look. You started it first.” I said, defending myself and as soon as the words left my mouth, she jumped on me, making us tumbled down on the floor.

Somehow, I managed to pin her beneath me but she was putting a hell of a fight. She started squirming underneath me, trying to get free, which made her shirt ride up on her thighs and I could see the black lace underneath it. Damn, she is definitely going to be the death of me.


{ANNA’s POV}

I looked at Harry, who was totally checking me out. He lifted his head and as his green orbs met mine, I could see that they were full of lust. He started leaning towards me, slowly, licking his lips.

He grabbed my hand and brought it to his face, putting it against his cheek. I caressed his face and then ran my hand into his curls and tangling my fingers into them. I put my other hand up to the first one and laced my fingers together behind his neck. He kept his one hand on the floor for support while his other hand travelled down my waist leaving behind a trail of goose-bumps. I braced myself as he slowly brought his face closer to mine, making our lips clash together. It wasn’t like our other warm, soft kisses, it was full of passion. My hands couldn't get enough of his hair as his hands tightly held my waist, pulling me closed to him. He ran his tongue over my bottom lip asking for entrance, which I granted without even thinking twice. His tongue discovered every inch of my mouth as mine did his. I ran my hand down his chest, feeling his bare skin. He pulled back, leaving a trail of kisses down my jaw bone. He found the sweet spot right below my ear, making me moan with pleasure as I arched my body, trying to get as close to him as possible which made him smile against my skin.

“KNOCK!!!! KNOCK!!!!” I heard Gemma’s voice as she knocked the door which made Harry pull himself away.

“WHAT?” He snapped.

“Oh, you are up.” She replied from the other side of the door which I was very glad about. I was just praying to God that she won’t come in because I was still on the floor with Harry above me.

“Yes, I am. What do you want?”

“Can I come in?”

No, no, no..... I kept repeating in my head.

“If you want to see your little brother naked, then sure.” Harry replied and I let out a huge sigh.

“Were you two having sex?” Gemma asked curiously.

“Maybe.” He replied as he smirked at me and I slapped his arm.

“Just kidding. I was changing and Anna is in bathroom, taking shower.” He added.

“Anyways, I came here to ask Anna if she would like to go for some shopping today.” She said and Harry glanced down at me. I shook my head saying no which made Harry grin and I knew he was up to something.

“I think that she would love to go shopping.” He replied back but didn’t look away from my face.

“Yipee!!! Tell her that we will leave at twelve.” She said and I heard her footsteps fading away.

“Why did you do that?” I asked angrily.

“Don’t you like my sister?” He mocked.

“Of-course I like your sister.”

“Then, what?”

“It’s just that I am not a big fan of shopping.” I said as if I was trying to explain a little kid. He just looked at me with totally shocked face.

“What?” I asked annoyed.

“You. Don’t. Like. Shopping?” He asked spilling each syllable separately.

“Yes, why are you so surprised?”

“But you are a girl.”

“So?”

“And you don’t like shopping?” He asked and I nodded my head. He suddenly burst out laughing and rolled away from me. I quickly stood up.

“Laugh all you want, Styles.” I said pissed which I clearly was. What the hell is he laughing about? Can’t a girl, not like shopping?

“I am sorry.” He said as he tried to control his laughter and stood up. I crossed my arms in front of me and gave him death glare.

“This is just so new to me.” He said and I raised my eyebrow.

“I mean, I have lot of friends who are girls, I was brought up by my mother and sister, so I have basically been brought up by women but never in my life had I met a girl who doesn’t like shopping.” He explained.

“So, you think it would be great to start laughing at me like I am a fool?”

“And I am sorry about that.” He said as he walked to me, held my hands and placed them on his shoulders as he slid his hand to my waist, pulling me closer to him.

“You are the most unique girl I have ever met. You don’t take hours to get ready, you manage to look like beautiful without any make-up on, you don’t like to shop, you prefer to hide from the media and on top of it all, you treat me like a normal person, not like Harry Styles from One Direction. Around you I feel like me, the real me. So, like I said I have never met a girl as amazing as you.” He said and as I looked in his eyes, I could see that he was being honest, he meant every word he said and it was the best feeling ever.

“You forgot to mention that I am also the laziest person you have ever met and that is why I hate shopping. I hate to walk in a mall for hours... I hate to keep on changing clothes cause it really doesn’t matter to me how I look...” I said as I pouted while a smile played on his lips.

“All more reasons to love you...”

“Now go get ready.” He added.

“Uhhhh.... You are unbelievable.” I said as I threw my hands up in the air in anger but turned around to walk toward the bathroom. I knew that no matter how much tantrum I would throw in the end I was going to go to shopping with Gemma. I had almost closed the door when something came to my mind.

“Oh and Harry, you are definitely coming with us.” I said and winked at him. Before he could protest, I quickly slammed the door and turned on the shower.


{HARRY’s POV}

Why did she just drag me into all this? I didn’t want to go shopping; especially not a girl’s shopping. I knew that I was definitely going to end up carrying all the bags while Gemma and Anna would go on gossiping about stupid things. How do I know this? I have enough shopping experience with mom and Gemma, and they always end up like that.

As soon as I kept Anna’s clothes on the bed, handed her a brush and towel, I went to another bathroom and jumped into the shower. I took a quick bath, brushed my teeth and dressed up. After, I looked presentable; I walked down the stairs to find Anna.

“Gemma, where is she?” I asked Gemma who was playing scrabble with dad in the dining room.

“In kitchen.” She replied, never breaking her attention from the game.

I walked to the kitchen and was going to call for Anna but stopped as soon as I heard voices coming from inside. I could hear mom and Anna talking about something, so, I quietly walked towards the door and hid behind the wall. I know that eavesdropping is a bad thing but screw it.

“So, How did you meet him? I am sure it must have been an awkward place cause I can’t expect him to be somewhere civilised.” My mum said to Anna who was putting a plate of sandwich in oven.

Seriously?

“We met at the airport. I spilled my coffee on him when we accidently bumped into each other. I know it sounds a bit cliché but it’s the truth” Anna started and told her about our entire journey from L.A. to London. After which the kitchen got surrounded in silence. As soon as I was planning to walk in, mum started speaking again.

“Do you really love him?” She inquired.

“Yes.” Anna replied without hesitating.

“What do you love about Harry?”

“Well...” Anna paused for a second thinking what to say but then she continued. “I love everything about Harry. From his perfect mesmerising eyes, those soft, dishevelled mop of curls, his killing sweet dimples to his famous cheeky smile, all are just way too perfect. Sometimes it makes me wonder if he really does exist or I am just living a dream. But I didn’t exactly fall for his looks; I fell for the kind of person he is. Even though he is famous, he is so down to Earth. I haven’t known him for too long but I know that his fame hasn’t changed him at all and I can bet that he is exactly the same person he used to be before he got famous. He doesn’t show off, he talks to his fans like they are his family. Hell, I haven’t seen any celebrity wearing such torn out boots as he does. I haven’t met anyone who stitch their clothes. So I guess love him but not for his looks but for the person he is from the inside because that is what really matters.”

“You really do love him.” My mom said after sometime to which Anna nodded her head, slightly blushing. I couldn’t even register all the things that Anna said for me. I never realised that she read me so well. It was as if I was an open book to her. She wasn’t like other girls, who just wanted my money or wanted to date me because I am famous. She only wanted me and for the first time, in my life it felt like I found my home.

I have got somewhere I belong.

I have got somebody to love

And it is Anna.

She is my home.......

Notes

Well after listening to all your comments and messages I decided to write this story in first person…
I know it is just a filler chapter and not up to the mark but I wanted to post something so, here it is…
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You have no idea how much I am dying to put one of the midnight memories song title as the chapter title. Yeah I have heard the entire album, please don’t hate me because I am going to buy the album as soon as it in the market.

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