Lockdown | Harry Styles | AU

Chapter 10

Harry Styles stood outside Aubrey's door.

His mossy green eyes staring so deeply into hers that it made her heart stop for a moment.

With the heavy rise and fall of his chest it appeared as though he was somewhat out of breathe, like he had quickly rushed to get up to her room. Although his casual stance tried to convince her otherwise.

Aubrey absorbed Harry's image like she was seeing him for the first time. Admiring how his cheeks were still a little pink from the champagne, and how the damp brown curls of his hair were completely unruly, falling around his eyes and his sharp jaw.

His clothes were still slightly wet. Muscles still on show through his shirt. Aubrey's eyes desperately trying to not drink in his rippled stomach and toned chest.

His body so tall and lean that without her heels Aubrey felt so tiny under his stance, the smallest she had felt around him. The strength of his figure intimidating her greatly.

"It was in the car, it must have fell out of your bag." Harry spoke after a few moments of silence. His voice casual and soft while his hand gestured the phone out for Aubrey to take.

"Oh. Thank you." Aubrey replied delicately after shaking her head, breaking her from her stare. Her body instinctively slipping to hide behind the door slightly, suddenly feeling very aware that her blouse was unfastened. Her hand still clutching the fabric around her chest for dear life as the other reached out to take the phone off Harry.

"No problem," Harry gave her a charming half smile, hands tucking in his front pockets. His eyes drinking in Aubrey's nervous expression before he glanced at the slither of bedroom he could see behind her, his ears tuning in to the sound of the running shower, a simmer of mist beginning to creep from the bathroom behind Aubrey. "Sorry if I interrupted..."

"No, it's fine," Aubrey frowned at Harry's apology, "Thanks for bringing my phone, I would have been lost without it."

Despite the deed of Harry returning Aubrey's phone now being completed, he continued to linger in the doorway. His feet planted firmly in the ground, not making any ounce of effort to even pretend to leave.

Because he didn't want to.

Instead Harry was desperate to get into Aubrey's hotel room, he wanted it so badly that the excitement was almost making his dick hard. The urge to just grab and kiss her almost paining him to fight against. He wanted to feel the wonderful curves of Aubrey's undressed body with his bare hands. Wanted to know what she felt like pressed against him. Wanted to feel her breasts in his palms and lick every inch of her chest. He wanted to hear her moan, make her whimper. He wanted to know what it would feel like to have her gorgeous full lips wrapped around his cock.

He wanted to know how willing she would be to give in to him. Would she do anything he wanted? She seemed timid enough.

She was so fucking beautiful it was driving Harry crazy. The clip holding the front of her blonde hair back now removed, leaving her wet golden waves to fall messily around her shoulders and surround her face. Her pouty lips and piercing eyes looking so seductive that Harry could have sworn she was looking like that on purpose. Her pink cheeks and cute nose darkening in colour, the flush spreading passed her slender neck to reach the top of her chest. The sight of it making Harry lick his lips before he gently suckled his bottom lip and released it. 

Even the thought of him interrupting Aubrey's almost shower turned him on. Just knowing that he had caught her just mere minutes away from being wet and naked under a hot stream of water. The image alone made his lower stomach clench with anticipation, his entire body aching with desire.