Destiny {h.s}

19

                              Olivia's POV

I woke up to the sun shinning through my window and illuminating my walls and floor. My head hurt slightly from the damn shots Ed made me and my new acquaintance, Harry, do last night. My bed was usually warm, and I could tell it dipped on the other side. Everything was fuzzy though; my eyes were still trying to adjust to the light. I felt around, it was a person, that's for sure. But who? What happened last night? The last thing I remember was doing shots with Ed and Harry...

My slow eyes finally got adjusted to the light and I could finally see the person sleeping next to me. They had dark curly hair, tan skin, broad shoulders, and ink that swirled in different patterns all over their skin. This man laying next to me was very attractive...... Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. Everything from last night came rushing back. This person laying beside me was Harry. The Harry form last night who saved me from the most embarrassing moment in my life. I remember we did shots with Ed together, and then danced. Then I told him to take me home.....

Oh my God! I had a one night stand with Harry!

Well I guess he did save me in my time of need. Last night was quite amazing in bed if I am remembering correctly. He had a rather large member.....largest one I have ever had the pleasure of dealing with.....

I've actually never had just a one night stand before. How do you act? What do you do? Isn't the person supposed to leave before the person whose apartment they slept at wakes up? Or have I seen to many movies.... Should I make him breakfast? No.....that would be weird. But it would be selfish to just kick him out, especially after he was so kind as to help me last night when I froze. And I am from the Midwest where we are taught that hospitality is important. My mom and dad would be ashamed of me for not at least offering breakfast to him. Actually, my mom and dad would be ashamed to know a couple days after I got back from visiting them I had my first ever one night stand. They probably wouldn't end up caring about the whole breakfast debate.

I quietly get out of bed and put on some pink striped pajama shorts and a white t-shirt. I head to the kitchen and grab a water bottle and an aspirin for my headache. I grad one of each and softly place them on the bedside table for Harry when he wakes up. He probably will wake up and regret sleeping with me. As I'm walking back to the kitchen I stop dead in my tracks, once again frozen. How did I not recognize him before? It all happened so fast last night, that I didn't even notice that he wasn't just any Harry. He was Harry Styles! As in Harry Styles of One Direction! The Harry Styles that dated Charlotte Richards, and gave an interview about him and what it was like dating him! That I WATCHED! And I had sex with him! I am full on panicking now, how did I not know who he was last night?

I resume my walk to the kitchen and quietly begin to make pancakes, my mind was full of thoughts about Harry. What if The media was right? What if Charlotte was right? What if he is just a player and I got played? And now I'm making him breakfast...

I never believed what the media said about him, but now that he is here in my apartment and in my bed, I can't help but wonder if it all may be true....

I am interrupted from my thoughts when I smelled the stench of smoke, and quickly realized that I was burning the pancakes. I rushed to get them on a plate and turned on a fan to get some air in here. How could I be so stupid? I burnt the fucking pancakes. I was never a very good cook, but it doesn't help I am utterly distracted by the beautiful man laying in my bed right now.

I hear the shuffle of some feet and turn around, Harry appeared around the corner. Oh no, I woke him up...

"I'm so sorry I woke you up! I was just trying to make pancakes and I......burnt them." I said apologizing profusely and slowly quieting down towards the end.

He smiled.

God his smile was beautiful.

And the way his emerald eyes shown in the morning light took my breath away.

I lost all my words.

I was wordless.

Harry stood in the kitchen now. He was only wearing his boxers.....what was he trying to do to me? I stared, probably to long, at his toned torso. His tattoos made it just that much more alluring to me. My first one night stand was a 10. I am so lucky.....

"You enjoying the view?" Harry questioned making me realize that I was indeed looking for too long.

I gave him a slight smirk, turned around and began a new batch of pancakes. He knew I liked the view.....that little turd.

"Thank you for the aspirin and water, by the way." Harry said taking a seat at the island in my kitchen.

"It was no problem." I said Turing my head slightly to give him a smile. I need to focus on this batch of pancake and make sure not to ruin them. I don't want to look like a fool in front of Harry.....again.

"You didn't have to me breakfast you know..." Harry continued. Oh my God! I was caught! I didn't know what to do the morning after a one night stand, and he could tell. I am so screwed...

"I've never actually had a.....uh.....one night stand before. So....I didn't really know what to do. I was hungry and figured that you would probably be too, so....breakfast. Plus I was raised in the Midwest, I was always taught to be a good hostess." I said giving him an explanation for my stupidity.

He smiled again.

"Well, I like the way people from the Midwest think." He said with a crooked smile. I love that smile.

Finally the pancakes were done and I set the plates on the island and took a seat next to Harry.

"Some party last night, huh?" I said trying to make conversation.

"Yeah, I'm glad Ed invited me to come as his plus one. I've actually been dying to meet you. I saw you on tv a few weeks ago and haven't been able to get you off my mind. Even after Ed said he would set me up on a blind date, I still couldn't stop think about you!" Harry said slightly laughing, with a pink tinge to his cheeks. Awwww he was embarrassed. That is so cute!

"That's funny, Ed tried to set me up on a blind date too when I went to London a couple of weeks ago." I said laughing. "But our schedules didn't match up..." We both said at the same time.

And then we just sat there staring at each other.

Could Harry be the person Ed was trying to set me up with this whole time?

Is he the amazing, great person Ed was telling me about?

"How many days were you in London?" He asked after some time of us staring.

"Only 4 days, Monday to Thursday." I said still in a slight state of shock.

"So you were the one that I was supposed to meet up with. That is.....unbelievable." He said in disbelief.

"I know." I said just a shocked.