Perfect for Me // Harry Styles

Chapter Eleven

"So what exactly is this contraption called again?" I ask, staring at this thing. I get on a plane tomorrow with Liv to go to California. Time flew by really fast when you're trying to hang out with friends and family as much as possible.

I spent all yesterday with my dad. We went hiking and bonded over coffee. It was such a great day. Today is Harry's day and I'm over at the 1D household. He's currently showing me this thingy.

"This is an electric hoverboard with two wheels," Harry explains.

"And you spent $400 on this?" I ask as he nods. "This thing is not safe at all."

He laughs," you'll never know unless you try."

I glare at him," I am in a skirt, I do not feel like falling on my bare butt today."

"Come onnnnnnnnnnnn," he whines, hugging me from behind and shaking me around. "It's my last day with you. You already convinced me not to move to California with you so do this for me."

I sigh before holding onto his hand and stepping onto this," Harry, it's moving, it's moving," I say, trying to steady myself as this thing keeps moving.

"You're doing great," Harry says, loosening his grip on my hand.

"Don't you dare let go of me Styles," I angrily state. A second later he lets go of me and I'm left alone, spinning in circles. When I stop, I get dizzy and I fall off but Harry quickly gets ahold me. "Do you have hearing problems? I told you not to let go."

He smiles," you're like a little kid learning how to ride a bike," he says, kissing my forehead and pushing me to stand up. "I'm going to grab my jacket from upstairs. You wait by the door."

I salute him before he walks upstairs. Since it's Harry's day, he's taking me out to dinner and the movies because that's what every normal human being does. I slip my wedges on and wait by the door like he told me to.

As I'm standing there, I noticed there was a door right next to the bathroom. I know it's not a pantry or cabinet or something like that because that's too big. I find myself opening the door. Holy crap.

"So you found my secret stash," Niall says from behind me, making me jump.

"You have more shoes than I do," I say. "And I have a lot of shoes."

He laughs," welcome to my shoe closet. I have a pair of shoes for every event you can imagine."

"Let me guess, that little pile of leather boots in the back are Harry's?" I ask as Niall nods. "I'm just glad he's wearing sneakers now."

"What's wrong with boots?" Harry asks, walking towards the both of us.

"Nothing," I smile. "Shall we get going? These shoes are killing me."

I say a farewell to Niall before Harry escorts me outside and into a black range rover. I'm guessing this is his car. It smells like peppermint for some reason. He starts laughing," you wanna tell me why you're happy?" I ask.

"Why would you wear shoes that are uncomfortable? Trying to impress me?" he smirks. 

I roll my eyes," I'm giving you ten seconds to leave this driveway before I get out Styles."

"Alright, alright. Let's get going. But I'm warning you, this car ride is going to take an hour long to get to our movie theatre," he says.

"Actually, to get to that movie theatre, it will take approximately 36 minutes and due to the traffic in Times Square, it will be another 20 minutes which will sum it up to 56 minutes and since you've been waiting here for a while, you can add another two minutes," I say.

He was lost in thought," how can you possibly know that?"

"They don't just hand being valedictorian to random people," I explain.

"Smart ass," he smirks.

"Dumb ass," I scoff. "Are you really taking me to the movies?"

"I'm taking you somewhere special," he says. No surprise there.

"Disneyworld?" I exclaim in excitement. He laughs before shaking his head. I knew he wouldn't be normal and do a dinner and movie. I mean, this is Harry Styles we're talking about and he's spent a long time on tour.

"You've been to Disneyworld a dozen times already, it's time for something new," he smiles. Something new? What could possibly be new to me? "And when you move to California, you can go to Disneyland."

I scoff," been there, done that."

He stares at me as I shrug," I come from a family who loves to travel. Look where my parents are now."

"Your parents are lovely," he says as I smile.

"You should've heard my dad on prom night," I laugh. "I called him and he got so worried because he thought you did something to hurt me. He was literally about to come over and kill you."

"Why'd you call him?" he asks. He doesn't look so playful anymore.

"Because I wanted to see if my scholarship was still there," I explain.

"Of course it would be, you're a very smart girl. What would you think otherwise?" he asks.

I shrug," well if they gave it to someone else, I would get to stay in New York so I can be there for you.... That sounds stupid but I don't want to leave you."

I don't know what he was feeling but he stopped the car and pulled me into a tight hug. Way to be emotional Phoebe. His hair is really long. Why am I just noticing this now? I am such a strange girl.

"If you don't want to leave me, why won't you let me move to California with you?"

I shook my head," because you're Harry Styles, the one guy that millions of girls fell for. You have the voice of an angel and you're very successful. How in the world do you know I'm your one true love? We haven't known each other for long and you're willing to move across the country just to be with me. I can turn into a serial killer and murder you. I'm not right for you."

"Nonsense," he argues. "Maybe I don't know if you're my one true love but how will I ever find out if you won't let me? As you just said, I'm very successful so I can move with you. If things don't work out, I can always fly back."

"I just want you to stay safe and sound," I say. The car stopped again but this time, he said we were here. Well that was short. I open the door and I immediately stepped on sand. "Harry, I'm wearing wedges and a skirt. And how did you find a beach so close?"

"It's not much of a beach, I found this when I was on a run," he says. "I asked the owner if anyone comes here and he said no because no one knows about this place. So I bought it from him."

My jaw drops," damn," I say as we both walk onto the shoreline. I figured I might as well take my shoes off. "What are we going to do on this very beach?"

He shrugs," walk, talk, eat, have sex," he says.

I laugh," you pervert."

He laughs as well," yeah, maybe we'll take out the walking and talking and eating. Let's jump right into sex."

I smack him on the chest," you're disgusting."

"You know one day, I'm going to have chest issues from how many times you've smacked me and you're going to be upset," he says.

"Then I'll smack you on the arm," I smile.