Pleasure & Pain|| Harry Styles || h.s.

Sunset Rum then?

He's holding one of the things that makes me feel happy, more than anything else.

I can't help but stare at the flowers I've got resting on my lap now.

Well, these aren't just some random flowers to me, these are more specifically found in Vegas but how did he got it for me is the question.

When I was younger, my grandma and I used to spend our weekends planting and watering plants that we had in our backyard or once a complete a lawn.

Flowers have been my mentor at points or so as my grandma use to address them as.

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"These flowers teach you lessons of life, honey." She spoke in her old croaky voice, placing the plant in the pit.

I gave her a questioning look and she smiled to explain further.

"They follow the sunlight because that is the reason they're alive.
It makes them cherish.
So it ultimately teaches you to do what makes you feel happy and warm."

I nodded with a smile.

"Here's another thing- they take time to turn into a beautiful masterpiece, don't they?"

I nodded again.

"That's because magnificent things take time to happen.

We all go through bad and depressing stuff but all you need to do is to fight and withstand the strongest winds and one fine day, you'll blossom like these." She spoke lightly tickling me, making me giggle.

"And most important of all- would you like to try?"

"They make people happy?" I spoke the most aroused feeling I've around flowers.

"Well Done smarty! They grow up and turn into these appealing aura that fills you with happiness. They are the reason people have a smile on their face.

We all have a choice and the best one is to make the people you love happy and comfortable."

"Love is the flower you've got to let grow." She added.

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"You seem lost...anything wrong?" harry spoke interrupting my thoughts.

"What...no, I'm fine." I gave him a light smile and he nodded.

This area seems to be Mayfair but I've never been here before.

"Umm...I'll drop here on the entrance itself and I'll join you from the backside." He spoke, pointing out towards a premises.

The entire entrance is covered with a flowers all over in a bow manner and the red initials glowing in the night sky that seems to take over the night.

"Just step to the reception and name me and they'll take you to our table." He smiled aligning the car under a tree.

I nodded stepping out of the car and closing the door behind while he drove to the street leading to the backside of the raising.

I honestly feel really nervous stepping on the few step staircase, the buffer opening the doors to this elegant scenario that filled the space.

This kind of places are confining and judging.

The receptionist welcomed me with a gentke smile, aksing for details to fill in.

"Harry Styles."

"A table for two- Mr. and Mrs. Harry Styles?" she stared at her screen before making an eye contact.

She really has no idea about who he is. Otherwise she wouldn't have address me like that.