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Chapter 20

                          
Alycia's Pov. 
                          
I woke up with the sun peeping in through the window beside the bed. I turned over to see if Harry was still asleep but he wasn't there.
                          
I heard noise from in the bathroom and then realized the shower was running. 
                          
I couldn't help but picture him walking out with a towel around his waist and wet hair. Gah i'm
so fucked. 
                          
He's seen me naked, well only from the waist down actually. I just now realized that, but i've only seen him in his boxers. I have, however, felt him before. That morning was one of my favorite memories. I don't know why. He just made me happy. That was the first time I realized how safe I felt around him.
                          
I don't know what's going on with us and I don't want to get my hopes up but I'm just going to let things play out. Enjoy them while I can. Obviously if i'm being realistic, it won't last forever...but maybe that's why I like it. I genuinely have no expectations. It's scary but...exciting. 
                          
I don't know how long I had been in my thoughts because suddenly the bathroom door opened and Harry walked out just how I was picturing him a minute ago. Shirtless, wet hair and a towel around his waist. 
                          
He noticed I was awake and gave me a cheeky grin.
                          
"Well good morning little one." "Hmm yes it is." I mumbled with a smile and he smirked while he walked over to me.
                          
I sat up as he got in front of me and put his hands on my face. 
                          
"Keep gawking at me. Stroke my ego some more baby." "Oh shut up. I wasn't gawking." I said as I looked up at him to meet his eyes. 
                          
He smirked and leaned down to kiss me but I lightly nudged him away. 
                          
"Uhm, i'm sorry but what was that?" He asked with knitted eyebrows. "I need to brush my teeth." I answered and stood up. 
                          
"You're kidding me. You kiss me all the time before brushing your teeth." He said as I walked to my bag to grab my toothbrush. 
                          
"Yeah, only when you also haven't. Now you've brushed your teeth and smell all good, I can't kiss you until I have to." 
                          
He chuckled and followed me into the bathroom. 
                          
I looked in the mirror and realized my face was less swollen but now it was bruised. The finger imprints were darker now as well. 
                          
I realized Harry was standing behind me, watching me. 
                          
"They'll go away." He whispered into my ear as he lightly put his hands on my waist. 
                          
I cleared my throat and nodded. 
                          
"Yeah. I know." "And you'll never have any again." He said as we locked eyes through the mirror. 
                          
I nodded and turned on the sink to start brushing my teeth. 
                          
Harry started drying his hair slightly with a towel and I finished up brushing my teeth. As soon as I finished he snuck his hand to the back of my neck and connected his lips to mine. 
                          
His plump lips moved perfectly against mine and he lightly bit my bottom lip, making me smile into the kiss before he deepened it. 
                          
His hands slid to the back of my legs and lifted me up onto the counter. 
                          
"You taste minty." He mumbled and I chuckled into the kiss. 
                          
I wrapped my arms around his neck and he pushed me closer until I was pushed right against him. Nothing but my shorts and his towel between us.