So no much has happened since that kiss, well make out session and twitter disaster. Harry’s gone back to himself but been more protective about me. It was day three at The Styles house and I had got to know every one of the house and Gemma and I went to see a movie yesterday, she was practically the sister I never got. Harry never let me get on the internet without him and has been distracting me with whatever activity he can. For instance we are babysitting two of his younger cousins; Jess, who is seven and Paige who is turning three.

We have been looking after them for about 3 hours now. Jess and I gave Harry a makeover that he thoroughly enjoyed while Paige slept on his lap. We were now currently on the floor playing Barbies. To be honest Harry looked like he was having a bit too much fun. He was brushing their hair, putting their clothes on and also making little scenarios with Jess, Paige had attached herself to Harry and wouldn’t let go, so he had been playing Barbies with a kid hanging off the side of him, he was going to be a great dad. His tattoos showed today with the white tank top he was wearing, making me absolutely drool.

I got my phone out as he was dressing a Barbie while Jess was brushing the hair. Paige looked content sucking her dummy while resting her head on Harry’s shoulder. I took a photo of the scene and could not help but post it on twitter.

“Who knew such a bad boy would love dressing up dolls @Harry_Styles #cupcakeharry? Twitpic.45673755.//g”

I looked at the comments on the photo and could not help but laugh. Things like she’s one of us, she’s a fangirl too and I guess she can stay were said below the photo. I was happy that I was slowly getting accepted back into the fandom. They had just started to accept me as one of Harry’s friends when the picture of us making out was posted. But now them realising I was a fan; I totally get them as I am a fan too and if I wanted anyone to date the boys I would want it to be a fan as well.

I saw Paige crawl off Harry towards me and I was shocked that the shy little girl wanted to come to me. His two cousins had lighter brown hair then him, but the signature curls coming through. I picked Paige up and walked over to the bed, I sat down with her in my lap and brushed her hair into two pigtails, with her hair still growing, it looked like two little curly sticks coming off her head. She looked absolutely adorable. She cuddled up to my side and started to fall asleep, I laid back onto the pillow also quite tired. I heard Harry get up and put the blanket around me and Paige. I grabbed his hand so he couldn’t leave me and he chuckled softly to himself. Jess came up and joined us on the bed lying down next to her sister. Harry then decided he would join us all and put his phone on the bedside table, snuggling up to me.

I woke up with Harry smiling down at me.
“Hello, sleepyhead” he said squeezing his hands around my waist, that be resting there in our nap. I brought my head off the pillow that was lying next to Harry’s and looked around for the two young girls. They weren’t in the room.

“Harry where are the girls?” I asked with a worried look on my face. He rubbed my back trying to calm me down.

“Love stop stressing, my aunt and uncle are home from work now, their downstairs with them.” I instantly stopped panicking and leaned over Harry to the nightstand where he left his phone. I lied back down next to Harry his arms wrapping around me once again while I clicked it to check the time. It was getting around to dinner and Anne would want us home. I put Harry’s password into the phone and the photo app was open, I clicked the last photo taken and Harry had taken some selfies with me asleep on his chest. There was one of him just smiling into the camera and another one with him kissing my head. Flipping through to earlier in the day there was a photo taken from I suspect his aunt or uncle. Of Harry, Jess, Paige and I all asleep on the bed and another of just Harry and I snuggled up together. I locked the phone and turned my head up to Harry and smiled at him, he was so sweet and caring. I got caught up in his eyes, his eyes slowly rolling down to my lips. His soft reddish pink lips puckered slightly, coming closer towards my mouth. His curls tickled my forehead, I moved myself closer to him on the bed, I kissed his lips lightly, him responding instantly, he kept the kiss soft and slow, a rare innocent kiss. The second kiss we have now shared, this friendship or relationship was getting so confusing.

****

When we got home one of Harry’s friends invited him out for some drinks at the pub, he felt bad for leaving me but I said I would be fine with his Mum and sister. They were pretty excited to have me alone and not under the watch of Harry. We had dinner and then settled on the couch with photos of Harry through his childhood, that he apparently told his Mum to never show me. There were some absolutely shocking and hilarious pictures of him, growing up. After we had a good giggle over the photos, Anne got a bottle of wine out for us to sip on.

“So…Poppy” Gemma started, “What are you and Harry, you too seem to be getting quite cosy.” I blushed at the question and took another sip of my wine.

“Uh…Uhm I don’t know, were just friends I guess.” I said blushing harder.

“Well that’s not what it looked like in Harry’s bedroom and a collection of photos we have of you two together.” Anne said knowingly.

“Uhm what collection of photos” I said confused.

“Mum! They’re not supposed to know” Gemma huffed at her Mum.

After that they changed the subject quickly, I didn’t forget and would remember it. The two of them went to bed around 12 after we finished the bottle of wine between us. I was feeling slightly tipsy and decided to wait up for Harry, watching some re-runs of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. on TV.

After watching two or three episodes it was around 2am and I was starting to get tired of waiting up for Harry when I heard some scuffing outside the doorway and a knock not long after. I got up quickly knowing it would be Harry.

I opened the door to see a completely drunk Harry, which was a funny sight to see. His arm was wrapped around his friends shoulder supporting his drunken weight. I quickly placed myself under Harry’s other arm helping his friend I still did not know the name of over the couch to dump Harry on. Once we did I stirred Harry and his eyes opened more in recognition in his slow brain.

“POPPY” he said with wide eyes. “I MISSED YOU” he shouted, his voice even raspier trying to grab my hand.
“Shush Harry, your Mum and sister are asleep.” He quieted down and I lead his friend back to the door.
“Thanks for bringing Harry home, I hope he wasn’t too much trouble, by the way I’m Poppy, we haven’t met before.” I said putting my hand out to be shaken.

He shook my hand delicately “I’m Tom, it’s nice to finally meet you, Harry didn’t quiet down about you all night” he said in his thick northern accent, I blushed at his comment.

“So are you guys together, Harry didn’t hook up with anyone tonight he said he had someone special that was waiting at home.” Tom said.

“Uh no were just friends, sorry to come off as rude but I’m really exhausted from waiting up for Harry” I said to Tom.

“No I understand, it’s ok, nice meeting you Poppy, goodnight” he said stepping off the porch to his car.
I walked back over to the drunken Harry spread over the couch. He was bouncing on the couch looking overactive. When he spotted me walking into the room he quickly got up swaying over to me, he was defiantly drunk he couldn’t even walk in a straight line, his breath smelling strongly of alcohol.

“C’mon Harry let’s get you to bed” I said struggling to pull him up from the couch and pull his arm over my shoulder, the hand that I pulled over my shoulder was intertwined with Harry’s fingers. His thumb stroking my hand comfortingly, he giggled at my use of the word bed, I sighed and started pulling him towards the stairs. After finally getting up the stairs with him giggling the whole time and banging into the walls, I was surprised we hadn’t woke up anyone or Harry breaking his neck.

I left him leaning on the wall inside his bedroom while I found a cleaner t-shirt of Harry’s to put on. He was drunk so I know he wouldn’t remember any of this, so I quickly pulled off the top I had on and placed his rolling stones t-shirt over the top. I heard Harry whistle behind my back as I pulled off my jeans. I made my way over to him and started to undress him since I know it would be uncomfortable to sleep in the clothes he wears and I had got used to Harry’s carelessness to nakedness.

“Am I getting something I don’t know tonight Miss Brown?” Harry said rather deeply as I was unzipping his jeans.

“Shut up Harry” I said laughing, trying to actually get off his skinny jeans.

“Harry?” I said looking up to the a lot taller boy. He looked down at me grinning big and silly.

“Yes, love?” he said winking, drunk Harry was actually really funny, I wasn’t annoyed in having to look after his drunk ass, as he will most probably have to look after me in the future.

“How do you actually get these jeans off, there like spray painted on.” He lay down on the bed sticking his legs out. I slipped his shoes and socks off and through them into the corner of the room.

“Pull” he said giving me a simple one worded instruction. I started pulling the jeans off his legs when I heard the words ‘Whoops’ come out of his mouth. His boxers had started to come down with the jeans making my blush so red even Harry had noticed in his drunken state.

“If I didn’t know you any better I would be lead to think that you Poppy Brown were trying to take advantage of me” he said smirking at me from his position on the bed. I finally got the jeans off of him and he slipped into the covers lifting the sheets up for me to come and cuddle with him. I got in and Harry put the sheet around me leaving his arm around my body, pulling me closer to him. He tangled our legs together before leaving a heavy kiss on my forehead and passing out.

****

I was brought out of my sleep from Harry sprinting to the toilet. I got out of bed quickly into the bathroom to see him leaning over the toilet vomiting his guts out. I pushed his curls out of his eyes and rubbed his back. Whispering kind words to him, after getting all the alcohol out of his system he leant against the wall sitting down on the cool tiles. I rushed to the sink and grabbed at cup and filled it with water and grabbed some Panadol and passed it to him sitting down next to him and rubbing his leg.

“So I see you get hangovers just as bad as me.” All I got was a groan from Harry and I laughed quietly. I helped him get back into bed and closed all the curtains and gave him a kiss on the forehead, closed the door and made my way downstairs.

Anne was downstairs making some tea; I sat down at the kitchen bench.
“Morning Anne, how was your sleep.” I said politely, while she poured me some tea.

“Good besides Harry getting home, thanks for looking after him last night and this morning.” She said smiling.

“No problem, he wasn’t too bad.” I said laughing and continuing to drink my tea. We sat down talking just about what I was studying in university and about my childhood, just getting to know each other better until Gemma woke up an hour later and joined us her joining our conversation and making some funny comments here and there, wherever she could to embarrass Harry. Surprisingly not even 2 hours later Harry was up, coming to sit down next to me. He put his left elbow on the bench and lent his chin into his hand. I rubbed his back softly, him closing his eyes. His right hand slid out to my tea and took a gulp of it.
“Urgh Harry you keep it” I said disgusted.

“What why? I so brushed my teeth.” He said proving his point by coming close to my face and opening his mouth and huffing warm air over my face.

“That’s great Harry” I said scrunching my eyes and nose, pushing him away from my face. We both looked up to Gemma smirking into her phone.

“Gemma are you recording us?” Harry said confused, her and Anne cracked up laughing at both of us staring at the camera in confusion.

“Like an old married couple” Anne said giggling. Gemma turned the video off quickly and ran up the stairs to her room.

“I would chase after her, but I’m too tired.” Harry said putting his hand on my knee. I looked over to his smiling face and smiled back to him. Anne left us alone and Harry turned in his chair to face me, his hand on my knee giving it a squeeze.

“Thank you for last night and this morning I’ve heard how difficult I can be when I’m drunk.” He said to me staring deeply into my eyes.

“It was ok Harry, I couldn’t just leave you alone, and that’s what best friends do for each other right?” I said back to him. I saw a pang of hurt flash through his eyes when I said friends. I don’t know why because he hadn’t brought up our kiss at all to make it something more.

“Yeah, best friends” he said looking down at his lap.

“Harry what’s wrong? You can tell me you know?” I said bringing his chin up to look in my eyes giving the hand on my knee a squeeze. He hesitated before talking.

“It’s just that I want to be more than best friends Poppy, but I don’t want to make it awkward with our friendship and I don’t want to wreck what we have.” He was actually going to give me heart problems, his hair was in a quiff thing today and the curls on the side of his head bounced whenever he spoke. But he was such a cupcake, he cared about us and that’s when I knew I had fallen in love with Harry Styles.

“Well we sometimes we have to take risks for something better to happen” I said putting my hand on his cheek. One second we were staring into each other’s eyes and now were kissing passionately. His tongue found its way into my mouth quickly, I put my hands into Harry’s hair pulling at his curls softly making him groan into my mouth and biting my lip making me sigh in satisfaction. His hands rubbed my thighs up and down leaving them tingly, he then moved them to either side of my chair pulling it closer to him, and I smiled against his mouth. His hands then resided on my lower back, his mouth coming down on my neck and harshly sucking, leaving a massive and sore love bite. He nipped the skin with his teeth after the damage was done and licked it before giving it a feather light kiss.

“Good now everyone will know your mine” he said smiling down at his dirty work.

“A bit possessive don’t cha think Harry?” I questioned him.

“Well not when I ask you my next question will it be, it’ll be normal behaviour.” He said in a matter of fact tone to me with his signature smirk rising to his lips.

“And what would that question be Mr Styles?” I said poshly. He picked me up from my chair onto his lap, my ear now in level with his mouth. He whispered hotly into my ear.

“Will you please be my girlfriend Poppy Brown?”

Notes

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