"Hey Rion, how'd you sleep honey?" Anne so kindly asked me while piling pancakes in front of me making my mouth water.

"Great actually. Took me awhile to adjust to the time change but I feel great."

"That's great hunny." She smiles while flipping more pancakes. "Is Harry still sleeping?"

"Yeah." I say muffled with pancakes in my mouth. "He sorta had a late night."

"Ah yes he always does when out with friends."

"Morning." The familiar raspy voice says approaching the hallway across from where I'm sitting.

"Morni-ng" I nearly choked on my pancake as I watch Harry grab a plate with nothing covering is body besides a pillow he's holding in front of him.

He turns around and with a questionable look. "You good?" He asks. I nod and shoot him a glare as if I was saying "put some clothes on!"

Anne continues with her morning routine as if she doesn't even take note In Harry's wardrobe choice.

"Oh Harry dear put some clothes on." His mother finally says. Harry walks over to the table taking a sip of his orange juice.

"What? It's not like she hasn't-" I punch him hard in the shoulder. "Ouch!" He chokes up on his orange juice and rubs his shoulder in pain. The buzzer to the wash goes off and Anne thankfully leaves and Harry and I sit alone..

"Harry."

"Hmm?" He mumbles taking his phone out.. I don't wanna know where he pulled that from, I'll just pretend it was in his hand.

"Could you maybe have some decency and cover up.

"Mum and Gem are use to it.. And it's not like you haven't seen it before." He smirks.

I roll my eyes and take a sip from my orange juice and I hear a picture shutter sound.

"Stop!" I push Harry in his bare shoulder again. "I look ugly! I just woke up."

"Ugly?? You're beautiful babe." He pecks my lips that has my heart aching for more of the touch of his lips on mine.

"You better not post that anywhere." I say acting mad.

"Oops."

"Harry you ass!" I grab his phone from his hand and see the black and white photo of me drinking my orange juice with an annoyed look on my face. It's not a bad picture but the caption is what had me crack a smile.

"See I'm funny"

"Delete it." I say making my face turn to a pout.

"Fine."

Another shutter is heard.

"Harry!!"

He stands up causing the pillow to fall to the floor leaving him bare naked and another shutter goes off.

"That's it!" I run from the table and chase after him into his bedroom. I slammed the door behind me and stand in front of a laughing Harry typing away on his phone. "Give me your phone!!"

"Never!" He laughs holding it above his head. "Now look." He says holding his phone out and not to my surprise I see the 3 recent photos Harry just snapped of me.

First picture of me drinking orange juice with the caption:

That caption may confuse people but I laugh because it's a little funny.

Next picture is of me crossing my arms with an angry look with the caption:

The last picture of of me with my jaw hung wide open and my eyes go wide with the caption:

I laugh a little but try to cover up my amusement by acting mad and telling him to delete them.

"But why."

"Cause it's inappropriate."

"Fine but I wanna post a picture of us."

"Yeah well maybe when I don't look like death."

"Rion like I'm being dead serious when I say this. You never have a flaw.. You're so perfect and it makes me so angry that you don't see that." He steps closer to me leaving me breathless as he cups my cheeks and leaves a long lingering kiss.

"I love you." The words just fall from my lips and I never regret it whenever I say it.

"I'm so in love with you." He retaliated with a huge dimpled smile. "Now cheese!"

I laugh a little and her the shutter go off.

"Perfect." He smiles.

I take his phone and see the black and white photo of me laughing and holding onto Harry's arm that wraps around my neck while Harry kisses my cheek as he stands behind me. Even though he's naked all you can see is his bare torso agile his lower body is cut off by the mirror the photo was reflected from. The simple caption: .

"This is so cute. Send me this picture."

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I smile as I look at my lockscreen every time I check for the time.

"What shop next?"

"Harry I told you I don't need anymore things!!" I half laugh and yell.

"I love spoiling you." He says as he carries 5 bags in his right hand and he holds my hand in his left.

"Let's check out Michael Khors."

"Harry!" I laugh as he tugs me down the side walk.

"What about this?" He asks me holding a tan purse.

"Harry I don't, oh wow that's actually cute."

He puts it in the small basket and continues to stroll through the small store.

"Harry I don't need it."

"Okay." Is all he says and continues to walk around.

"I'm hungry. Let's get lunch? My treat." That seems to do it. Harry purchased the unnecessary purse and we walk out of the store and get into his car and he drives away from the busy streets..

"Where would you like to eat?" He asks putting his hand on my thigh and keeping one hand on the wheel.

"I have no clue I've never been to London."

"Oh right" he laughs slightly.

"I have an idea!"

"What?"

"Let's go see what Liam's doing. He's not the best cook. But I mean hey its food."

Harry turns the car around and drives back in the direction we just came. The Bluetooth in the car rings and soon enough Liam answers.

"Hello?"

"Hey Li. Ry and I are hungry. What are you up too?"

"Ah funny story actually lad. Niall had me make his mum's Sunday roast.."

"Liam it's Tuesday." Harry smiles.

"Oh so I suppose it's a Tuesday roast but stop by Niall and Louis just arrived we'll save you plates."

"Okay, what about Zayn I suppose we should invite him?"

"I haven't got a clue where he is but I'll text him."

Shortly they hung up and were pulled through the gates to Liam's house. It's quite a small house and it's so cute and reminds me of home.

"Hey!!" A buzzing Louis greats us. I can smell the hint of alcohol on his breath as he engulfs me in a hug.

"Hi." I stifle a laugh.

"Harry!" He cheers hugging him tightly.

"Louis are you drunk already?" Zayn says with his thick accent making his way through the door.

"A wee bit lad."

I take my jacket off and enter the living room where I find Niall lounging on the couch holding a beer and watching soccer.. Or fútbol.

"Hey Niall." I shyly say. I still feel slightly awkward around him and it definitely has to do with all the Tessa drama even though I know it's not his fault.

"Oh hi."

"So what's up?"

"Nothing really."

The room falls to an awkward silence as I sit on the couch opposite him. Everyone's in the kitchen and I kinda wish I was too.

"Well I guess I'll go see if Liam needs help.." He says standing and leaving the room.

As he exits I get up and take the remote from where he was sitting. I take a seat flipping through the channels when I feel a vibration underneath me. With a confused look I reach into the couch cushions and pull out a cellphone that has 4 messages on the screen. This must be Niall's phone.

As I stand up to return his phone it vibrates again and I glance down slightly see my name pop up in the messages .. My name? Who is he talking to about me?

My curiousity gets to me and I slide my fingers across the screen and read a conversation between him and an unfamiliar number.

: Niall you have 3 days.

I can't. I love her and don't want to see her hurt.

Love who? And who hurt? I keep on reading.

Niall we hired Tessa. She failed. And you know what happened to her. You don't want the same outcome.. Do you?

you have to give me more time

3 days Niall. Or else we hurt Rion.

Hurt me?? What is going on? Is Niall talking about loving me? What happened to Tessa? There are so many questions going through my mind right now and I'm not sure if I can handle anything. My mind is hazy and I feel light headed. Next thing I see is black.

"Rion!"

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Hey. What's up?

So my next story will be another Harry fanfic and it will be about 17 year old Harry who's a high school student falling for a girl. Pretty typical but I have some ideas.