Taste (H.S. / A.U.)

Chapter 42*

DOUBLE UPDATE: Chapter 41-42

HARRY STYLES

The only juicy things I wanted to tell Elle all involved her and my feelings for her. Absolutely something that I was not going to do right now.

"Okay, I tell you something, and you tell me. Just like earlier, and then after, a layer disappears."

Elle's mouth opens wide with a large smile, the creases next to her mouth forming into harsh smile lines and her eyes crinkling with happiness. "Wait a minute, that wasn't the rules."

I shrug, "I wanted to change them a little. So, I will go first and uhm, let's think. Something to tell you that is juicy enough to remove this shirt." I tugged at the hem of it while she swatted me away again, similar to how she did when I carried her from the bathroom into the bedroom. 

I was surprised I didn't hear anyone else in the house hardly, just the light droning of the television that we left on earlier, now moved on to another old station with a black and white show. The light pattering of rain was constant against the windows and I was glad I didn't pick one of the rooms upstairs with sliding doors and a balcony. Maybe my brain knew better and I praised it's good thinking.

"Earlier this year, I auditioned for this role right. So I guess my career just isn't moving in the direction I hoped it would. I was in a lead role once, then a James Cameron, hell I was added into the Marvel Universe thing, and yet no one cares about me as a serious actor."

She tapped a finger on her lip, "and the role where you had a gay lover. Which one was that?"

I was surprised she had watched my films honestly. "My Policeman?"

Her eyes lit up quickly and she bobbled her head in a fast nod, "yes, wow that was a good film. You were so emotional in it. Honestly, the chemistry, the acting, the storyline. That was an amazing film. Also, Dunkirk was actually phenomenal and I do not even like war movies."

I was piqued. 

Did she watch all my films?

She held up her hand in a stop sign motion towards me, "before you get all giddy, those are the only two I saw. I watched them on the plane because I have been doing my research okay. I couldn't let the Harries know more than me."

Her lips were rolled into her mouth and I wanted to tell her to not compete with them. They were fans. She was... well... she was Elle. She was my....

Her hand fell back to the bed between us. "But, okay, wait, you auditioned, so what happened?"

I was on my knees seated at the foot of the bed while she was now propped against the headboard, legs out with one on both sides of me. If she were naked right now, there would be no way I could control myself, but luckily she still had some clothes on and my brain was able to function without turning me into a horny feral mess. 

Do not get drunk tonight Harry. 

Do not make Elle think she is just a hook up all the time.

Do not get drunk and do things, just do not do it.

Spend time with her, show her what she means to you. 

Show Elle that you really like the times you have with her and how much this means to you, show her you want something more because you feel a connection here that you haven't felt in too long and you aren't willing to let that be labeled as a pop-star booty call.