Chapter 14: A Day With Harry

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School was so boring after Mr. Bieber's class.
I climb into bed and turn on my radio. Why is it so hot in here? Hm. I get up and put on a pair of shorts and take off my shirt. No ones home so nothing should be wrong with me walking around in my bra and shorts. Well since I'm up, ice cream sounds amazing. I walked downstairs and grabbed some chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream out of the freezer.

Its a good day to be me. Besides in Bieber's class. God, I hate him.

I went back upstairs and my phone started ringing.

"Yo?" I say ghettoly into the phone.

" Don't talk like that." A raspy voice said into the phone.

"Who's this?" I asked.

"Harry." He said.

"Well, well, Harry Styles." I said laying on my back. "This is an unusual call."

"Oh, shut up." He chuckles. "I just felt like talking to you."

"Really?" I giggled. Woah, wait, this is Harry I'm talking to. I clear my throat and try again. "Um, I mean what's that about?"

"I just can't get you out of my head." Harry says, and I imagine him smiling. His deep dimples, visible. His beautifully green eyes, glowing.

"Aw that's so cute, Harry." I tease. I don't want Harry to think about me, he's an ass.

"What are you doing right now?" Harry asked.

"Laying here, eating ice cream, talking to a certain someone who is creeping me out because we are total enemies and hes acting like we're best friends." I giggled.

"Selly, come on. We're friends." He laughs. "How about I come over?"

I had to think about it for a second. Should i allow Harry Styles, well known asshole, at my house?

"Sure, Styles, why not?" I said.

"Okay, I'll be there soon, love." He said then hung up.

WHAT WAS I THINKING?!?!

I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs. Filthy! I hurried and cleaned everything and soon after I finished I heard a strong knock at the door. I rushed to the door and opened it.

"Well, hi." I smiled brightly.

"Uh..." he stood there with a gorgeous smile on his face and then he started laughing.

I laughed along as if something was funny

"You look nice, Sel." He said pointing at my bra.

"Um, uh." I looked down at my openly visual chest. "Shit." I sighed.

"Its okay, you look amazing." He laughed walking in the house.

I slapped his arm and began laughing. I ran upstairs and grabbed a big shirt and put it on.
I ran back downstairs and Harry was sitting on the couch comfortably.

"I'm back." I giggled jumping on the couch next to Harry.

"Happy?" He laughed.

"Very actually."

"Why?" He asked cheerfully.

"I don't know. School sucked even Mr. Bieber's class." I said.

"Really?"

"Yes! We argued." I said.

"You are always arguing with someone." Harry said laying back and closing his eyes.

"No I'm not." I said defensively.

"Sel, you're doing it right now." He said. I grabbed a pillow and slung it across his face.
He grabbed me and started tickling me. I started to move around trying to avoid his hands. My shirt slips up and Harrys hand touches my boob.

"Um, Sel I'm sorry." Harry said as I sat up. I pulled my shirt down and shuffled around uncomfortably.

"Its fine." I said smiling.

I lied down on the other end of the couch and turned on the tv. The movie Romeo and Juliet was on. My favorite movie.

"I love this movie." Harry says shifting comfortably.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yes." He smiled, his dimples deepening as his smile got wider.

"I didnt think guys watched movies like this." I said smiling back at him.
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The movie was over. A-ma-zing! Harry fell asleep with 30 minutes left in the movie.

I tapped his shoulder trying to wake him up.

"Harry. Harry." I said softly trying to wake him.

"Hmm?" He groaned, barely waking.

"The movie's over." I giggle.

"Already?" He asked, his sleepy voice is adorable.

I nod.

"Wow, um, I should go." He said getting up from the couch, stretching and yawning.

I got up and gave Harry a huge hug.

"I had a wonderful time with you today, Sel." He smiled ever so sweetly.

"Same here, Styles." I smiled back.

Harry kissed my cheek and i began blushing.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He said and walked out of the door.

Wow. Who knew that Harry fucking Styles had a fun side? Even when we were close he wasn't this fun and sweet and just ugh.

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