50 Shades of Styles

Chapter 22

Everything in it is entirely imaginary and intended only for entertainment; I created it for fun. I did not write 50 Shades of Grey or any of its characters, and I do not own them.

Chapter 22

I am manicured, massaged, and I've had two glasses of champagne. The First Class lounge has many redeeming features. With each sip of Moet, I feel slightly more inclined to forgive Harry and his intervention. I open up my MacBook, hoping to test the theory that it works anywhere on the planet.

From: Louis Tomlinson

Subject: Over-Extravagant Gestures

Date: May 30 2011 21:53

To: Harry Styles

Dear Mr. Styles

What really alarms me is how you knew which flight I was on.

Your stalking knows no bounds. Let's hope that Dr. Flynn is back from vacation.

I have had a manicure, a back massage, and two glasses of champagne – a very nice start to my vacation.

Thank you.

Lou

From: Harry Styles

Subject: You're Most Welcome

Date: May 30 2011 21:59

To: Louis Tomlinson

Dear Mr. Tomlinson

Dr. Flynn is back, and I have an appointment this week.

Who was massaging your back?

Harry Styles

CEO with friends in the right places, Styles Enterprises Holdings Inc.

Aha! Payback time. Our flight has been called so I shall email him from the plane. It will be safer. I almost hug myself with mischievous glee.

There is so much room in first class. Champagne cocktail in hand, I settle myself into the sumptuous leather window seat as the cabin slowly fills. I call Mark to tell him where I am –

a mercifully brief call, as it's so late for him.

"Love you, Dad," I murmur.

"You too, Lou Bear. Say hi to your mum. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." I hang up.

Mark is in good form. I stare at my Mac and with the same childish glee building.

Opening my laptop, I log into the email program.

From: Louis Tomlinson

Subject: Strong Able Hands

Date: May 30 2011 22:22

To: Harry Styles

Dear Sir

A very pleasant young man massaged my back. Yes. Very pleasant indeed. I wouldn't have encountered Jean-Paul in the ordinary departure lounge so thank you again for that treat. I'm not sure if I'll be allowed to email once we take off, and I need my beauty sleep since I've not been sleeping so well recently.

Pleasant dreams Mr. Styles... thinking of you.

Lou

Oh, he's going to flip out – and I shall be airborne and out of reach. Serves him right.

If I'd been in the ordinary departure lounge then Jean-Paul wouldn't have gotten his hands on me. He was a very nice young man, in a blonde, perma-tanned way – honestly, who has a tan in Seattle? It's just so wrong. I think he was straight – but I'll just keep that detail to myself. I stare at my email. Zayn is right. It is like shooting fish in a barrel with him. My subconscious stares at me with an ugly twist to her mouth – do you really want to wind him up? What he's done is sweet, you know! He cares about you and wants you to travel in style. Yes, but he could have asked me or told me. Not made me look like a complete klutz at check-in. I press send and wait, feeling like a very naughty boy.