Just A Kiss (a Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 10

I texted Kylie to tell her not to worry about waiting for us to leave because Harry and I caught a cab.

I watched Harry's arm muscles flex as he put his arm up to try and hail a taxi. He looked so sexy. Especially in his white shirt he was wearing. It was tight and quite see-through. I could see all his tattoo's. He had a big butterfly underneath his chest and two birds on each of his collarbones'. The t-shirt stopped midway if his bicep and I could see his tattoo sleeve. It looked unfinished but amazingly beautiful.

If you met me before I met Harry I would be bagging him. Bagging him about his long hair, about his tattoos, about his fake personality. But now that I'm here with him I see it all as beauty. Even his flaws were beautiful to me.

"Gotcha!" I heard Harry call as a taxi pulled up I front of him. "Come with me." Harry said protectively whilst holding my hand. His hand was so much bigger than mine. "Where to, this afternoon?" The taxi driver called from the front looking in the mirror at me smiling. I felt Harry's grip tighten on my hand. "82 Manila crescent." Harry told the cab driver in an utterly rude way, even though it sounded like angels singing in my ears. "Sure." The cab driver stated as rude as Harry had before.

It was a long quiet drive. The only noise was the sound of the taxi drivers boring old music.

Finally after a long 45 minuet drive we arrived at Harry's house. He lived in a house, unlike me who lived in an apartment. His house was modern out the front. A dark black-blue driveway. White pebbles outlining it on each side and his house was a white. It had 3 horizontal windows and large black double doors. His house was double story and looked like a mansion.

"Ladies first." Harry flirted. I entered his house. The style was very cool. When I walked in there was a large staircase that divided into 2 staircases midway. He had minimal furniture and a lot of green plants. The walls were white which contrasted with the black of the sofa and tables. The kitchen and dining-room went by the same black and white style. "Do you like it?" Harry asked after about 5 minuets if me wondering around the house. "Yes it's amazing. It's so pretty." Harry laughed. "My dad was an architect and my mother was an interior designer. So that's now I get this house." He explained. "Follow me I want to show you something." Harry spoke and took my hand. He opened the backyard door. The yard a large ceramic pool and spa. With a balcony looking out from the top story.

"It's just around here." He stated. I kept following until we got to another small room. Harry opened the glass door. It had another small pool in a design of a stream and a forest wallpaper against the back wall. "Wow!" Was all I could say. "I knew you'd like it." Harry smiled and put his arm around my waist rubbing my hip. The floor was a dark rocky colour to represent dirt. Their was lots of green pot plants around the place. Harry grabbed my hand in his again. "I've got more." Harry smiled his infamous smile. He walked around behind the rainforest wallpaper to the opposite side of the wall. "Here's my secret relaxing area." Harry wiggled his eyebrows.

It has a small indoor waterfall, with goldfish in the water and a green leaf recycled chandler. "Harry. This is just beautiful." I told him. "I guess you suit it then." He smiled flirtatiously.

"Come on I'll show you upstairs." Harry said. We linked hands again and walked back inside the house. We walked up the stairs that separated into 2 halfway.

Harry pointed to the first room on the right. "That's the guest room." Harry pointed I walked inside. It had a double bed with a black duvet. The carpet was white. The bathroom was small and black as well.

"I'll show you the rest." Harry took my hand again. Opposite that room was a lounge room. Black sofas yet again. "This is my room." Harry smiled sexy. I pushed the door open. He had a queen bed with that same black duvet. His room was bigger than the guest one. He had a walk-in wardrobe. His bathroom was luxurious with a walk-in shower. He had a large circular bathtub and more green pot plants.

"You like it?" Harry giggled. "Yeah! It's amazing I wish my apartment was half as good as this." I said astonished. "Yeah. It doesn't suit me. People who come to my place expect a trashy house 'cause of my rep. 'The bad boy'. I'm honestly not though." Harry told me. "I wish I could live here." I told him. Harry giggled. "Do you wanna go into the pool?" Harry asked before placing a soft kiss if my forehead. "I don't have any bathers." I squealed. "Just go in this." Harry pointed to what I wearing. "Then what do I wear home." I pouted playfully. "Who said your going home." Harry said with a cheeky smile. "Just kidding. Honestly just wear your underwear." He told me. I contemplated. "Do you have any clothes I can borrow?" I asked him. "Yeah. I guess one of my Tee's will be long enough to cover your panties." Harry said and sighed in defeat. "Thank you." I said kissing his cheek to cheer him up. He smiled.

Harry looked through his large chest of draws and handed me a black T-shirt. "Here." He said. He stood their looking at me. "Why aren't you dressing?" He asked puzzled. "Why are you looking?" I giggled. He pouted. "Fine." He said then turned around. I quickly changed into Harry's shirt. "Done." I told him. He turned around. "I like it when you wear my tops." He smiled. "Just let me change then we can head down stairs. Harry said pecking my forehead.