Love On Holiday *Harry Styles Fanfic*

Chapter 2

"So girls, anything excited happen last night?" Jamie's dad asked. I played with the eggs on my plate with my fork. "Nicole met a celebrity daddy" Jamie said. I was actually zoned out, thinking about Harry, to really hear the conversation. The way Harry held me gently but firmly and close, the way he smiled at me, and more importantly, the way he kissed me... It all set the pit of my stomach on fire. "Really, honey that’s interesting" I heard come from my father’s mouth, but I was too slow to register that he was talking to me. "Nicole, are you alright?" my mother asked and rubbed my shoulder. "Oh, yeah! I’m good" I smiled up at everyone. "Just a little tired" I lied. "Hmm, so you met a celebrity...who?" my dad asked. I bit my lip, not wanting to tell him, parents make a big deal out of everything. "Harry styles" I almost whispered. My dad put a fork full of pancakes into his mouth, and looked at me with a burrowed brow. "Harry styles" I repeated speaking up. "Who?" my mother asked. Jamie sighed. "He’s only the hottest guy out of all the guys in boybands right now, you would think you would know this!" she said. "Okay, so he's in a band, was he nice to you" my mother asked. Before I had a chance to reply, Jamie replied for me. "Oh, he was very nice to her" she smirked. I sunk down in my chair a little. "Nicole, if you see this boy again, I want you to be careful, boys like him, rich and famous, think they can get away with anything and everything. Don’t let him take advantage of you or your feelings" my mother said. I looked at her like she was inzayn! "Harry wouldn’t do that mom" I replied.  She put her hand on my cheek and caressed it with her thumb, while giving me a look of sympathy of my naivety. I grew tired of the attention on me, and decided I wanted to leave. "May I be excused?" I asked looking at everyone. “Where are you going?" my dad asked. I huffed, at the thought of them still treating me like a baby, thank god I’m going to college next year, I thought to myself. I looked down at my outfit, and smiled. Happy with my choice to wear my yellow sundress, with my bikini under it. "To the pool" I smiled. My mom smiled. "Okay honey have fun" she said, and with that, I happily left.

I walked down out of the nearest door, and walked past the souvenir shop, arcade, and my eyes finally landed on the pool area that was a few feet away. I walked past the main pool and kiddy pool and walked on the bridge that lead to a somewhat private pool, happy to get away from everyone. I turned my head to look at the sun through my sunglasses, and before I knew it I felt myself bump into someone. “I’m so sorry, I wasn’t..." I began to speak, but when I looked up, my words got caught in my throat. Harry smiled, and steadied me. "I wasn’t expecting to see you" he said. "Yeah...funny that I bump into you, literally" I replied. "Guess it was my fault too yeah?" he asked. I looked down to my feet, Harry made me nervous. Not a scared nervous, but a good, butterflies in my belly nervous. "Well, I better go" he said. I looked up to him with a frown on my face. I watched him slowly walk away "are you busy or something?" I asked him. He turned back to me. "Nope, just thought you wouldn’t want to hang out with me" he said. I tilted my head to the right. "Of course I want to hang out with you, everything happens for a reason, we didn’t just bump into each other on purpose, we are meant to spend time with each other right now" I smiled at him. Harry's frown turned upright, and he walked over to me. In that short time, I got to admire his white beater and his red and white shorts. Not to mention, the tattoos that were painted on his arms. My heart started to race. "Are you okay?" Harry asked. I looked up at him, and blushed. "Perfect" I replied. Harry took my hand and led us down the bridge and to the empty private pool. I sat on a lounge chair, and pulled my dress down, exposing my bikini. I turned to see Harry's eyes looking at me in somewhat of a trance. I raised my eyebrows. "What?" I asked. "Sorry" he laughed. I frowned at his laughter. "Do I look... bad or something?" I asked. Harry's eyes widened. "You look great" he smiled. I let out a deep breath and folded my dress, not looking at Harry until I sat down. "Stop it!" I laughed after catching him staring at me again. We both laughed as his cheeks turned a shade. "So, what are you doing out here, and alone?" I asked. He rested his head, and looked at the pool in front of us. "Here for a getaway, some quiet time before we start touring again" he answered. "As for being alone, some of the boys are home with their families, and others are on islands and such with friends, just enjoying the downtime" he continued. "Okay, so I get the quiet time, you don’t have to do interviews, shows and no paps... but don’t you still get stopped by fans?" I asked. I was intrigued with his lifestyle. I thought about mine. A small town living senior in high school, hopefully going to school to become a marine biologist, who has a sense of fashion, but not in extreme measures. I will go outside in sweatpants, when there are tons of girls who I knew wouldn’t dare. I'm an only child, and I can’t imagine myself being in the spotlight. Then I thought about Harry's lifestyle,