The New Girl

Chapter 18 - Breakfast

-Harry Styles' Point of View-

When my parents walked into my room and saw Aurora asleep on my bed and me laying on the couch, they admitted that they were surprised at my actions. They expected me to be in that bed, with Aurora, naked.

My mother asked about the hickey, which drunk Aurora had left last night. I decided on telling mom the truth, for once, and she gladly helped me hide it.

"You seem to really care for this girl, you've never cared about hiding stuff like this. What makes this girl so important?" She asked, as she applied some makeup to cover the purple skin.

I shrugged, "I really don't know. I think it's because her dad trusted me, since you and Robin are the only ones that trust me."

Mom tried hiding a smile, but ended up failing miserably. "That's nice, dear, I hope she'll be around more often. I'd love to actually meet her." She smiled.

I nodded, not really knowing what to say. I was glad when mom didn't say anything else and just left with Robin to wherever they go at this time in the morning.

I decided not to tell Aurora about her putting the moves on me last night. It wasn't her, so I shouldn't make a big deal out of it. Also, I don't want her to get mad at me again.

I highly doubt she will, things will probably get awkward and I really didn't want that to happen between us.

"A drunk man's talk is a sober man's thoughts."

Liam's words echoed in my head, again. I couldn't get over the way Aurora was being with me... I was so turned on, that I struggled to go to sleep.

Could she really feel like that about me? I highly doubt it, she's always telling me how much of a rude person I am and how we're not compatible with each other. It was probably just a one time feeling, she was drunk after all.

"I've been wanting to do this for a long time, now."

Her words stayed clear in my head, repeating themselves over and over again. Just looking at her now makes me want to-

My thoughts were interrupted by Aurora screaming again, which I'm thankful for.

"Crap! Harry! My dad!" Aurora shouted, jumping out of my bed and looking for her shoes.

What is it with this girl and screaming for every fucking thing?! She's going to give me heart problems by the time I drop her off at home.

The conversation I had with Mr. Jones, suddenly, came to my mind.

"Harry? Is that you? It's really late and that Luke guy never brought Aurora home, is she alright?" He asked frantically.

I nodded as if he could see me, "She's fine, Mr. Jones. She called me to pick her up from that party, but she was just so exhausted. My house was close, so I just brought her here."

Mr. Jones let out a sigh of relief, "Thank you so much, Harry. I don't know what I would've done if you hadn't called, I knew that Luke guy couldn't be trusted with my baby girl." He snapped.

I chuckled, "You are completely right, Mr. Jones. I'll make sure to keep him away from her, from now on." I nodded, meaning every word I said.