Young and Beautiful [h.s.]

Two

Caroline.

After my first day filled with surprises, some great some not so great, I'm finally walking back to my car ready to go back home.

Harry left before me today while I was still placing things in order in my office. Why am I even thinking about him? He means nothing to me. Even though he's basically a human figure carved by the gods, I could care less about him.

I finally arrived at my loft building and walk to the elevator. I push the up button and stop dead in my tracks when the elevator opens to reveal a shirtless Harry Styles.

I can barely breathe.

"You know you've got to stop staring at me it's creepy. And what are you doing here?"

"I uhm, I live here."

He chuckles. "Let me guess your on the 5th floor."

"Yep."

"Neighbors with a bitch at work, neighbors with a bitch at home."

"You know you should just shut the fuck up because you don't even know me, but after meeting you today I know that your a..a dick! Yeah your a dick!"

He claps his hands in amusement. "Wow, really I'm a dick?"

"Yep. A huge one."

"Cool because I have a 'huge' dick actually. You should come check it out sometime." He says then walks away from the elevator confidently.

I'm left standing there, right in front of the elevator my hormones going crazy over this 'dick'.

...

After I arrived to my apartment I changed into my lime green Nike spandex shorts and a black tank top with my hair pulled back.

I pull out a frozen meal package from the freezer and put it into the microwave. And I turn on the television and sit on my couch until my meal is ready.

All of a sudden there's a loud knock at the door that slightly frightens me.

I open the door and to my luck Harry is standing there still shirtless and sweaty. I assume he came from working out.

His athletic shorts hang low on his torso and his body is literally the most glorious thing I've ever laid eyes on.

"Staring at me again I see." He snaps me out of my thoughts again.

"Oh right! Why are you here and how did you find my apartment?"

"You don't need to worry about that babe." He says with a smug grin on his and walks right past me into my apartment without an invitation. Rude.

"Don't 'babe' me and don't think you can just walk right into my apartment without an invite. You need to check your manners because whoever raised you didn't do it right."

"Let's not bring my childhood this eh? Anyways what are you doing?"

"Um, I was about to have dinner.." I'm completely confused on why he's here and now sitting on my couch still shirtless.

"Great we'll have it together."

"Are you serious?"

"What?"

"You really think you go from being a dick to me the entire day and then just waltz right into my home and have dinner with me?"

"Ah, talking about my dick again I see? If you want to see just ask."

I just sigh and walk over to the kitchen counter and before I know what I'm doing I'm dialing pizza and asking him what toppings he wants.

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