One Direction Fan-fic 7I awoke with Harry's arm around me. I lifted his arm carefully, and start to scoot away. "No you don't!" He laughs, and pulls me back to him. I giggle, and try to crawl away. He held tighter, and so I turned to him. "What you going to do with out me?""Well, I was going to take a shower, but seeming that you won't let me go, I really can't can I?" I replied, raising an eyebrow."Oh, you can do that with me..." He looked at me, with a perverted smile."As if Styles!" I say. I somehow managed to get out of his grasp, and make it to the bathroom. I locked the door, and laughed triumphantly. I got undressed, and hopped in the shower. Once I had finished, I stepped out, and got a towel. I dried my hair, when I noticed I had not grabbed fresh clothes. I sighed, and wrapped a towel around my body. I cracked open the door. "Uh... Harry... Can you bring me some clothes." I asked. He looked up from his phone, and smiled. "Harry, just get me my clothes." He hopped off the bed, and opened my suit
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