Just Like a Stallion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 5

*Next Morning*

I slowly opened my eyes; a blob of fur was right in front of my nose purring. I quietly laughed realizing that Maxine was napping on my chest. While sitting up slightly, leaning against the headboard, she squirmed and started to gently leave, stretching on the way. I leaned over and looked at the time, it was 9:30 am. I yawned loudly, shoving my face into the pillow next to me. I hesitated in getting up, all I wanted to do was continue sleeping. I heard a knock at the door. Groaning I rolled off the bed, like usual, and clumsily stumbled to my feet. I walked over to the door in my plaid boxer shorts, which you could have mistaken for a pair of men’s, oversize tee and scraggly hair. Once I opened the door, I was greeted by Tylor. He had a large smile upon his face carrying two warm drinks and what looked like a bag of scones.

“Morning sleepy-head!” he beamed at me.

I gently moved aside allowing him to come in, and said, “Morning” in a half yawn tone.

He set down the drinks and scone and looked me over. “So what’s up?” he asked casually, sitting on the couch.

I propped myself next to him and said, “Oh nothing, just the usual. I’m going to a party tonight.”

“Really?!” he said astonished. “With who?”

“Yes really!” I said irritated since I was basically half asleep, “-and it’s with a guy…” I said shyly.

“So…it’s a date?” He said grinning and very overjoyed.

Was it a date? I mean, Liam had just said “hey wanna come to my girlfriend’s birthday party” and I reluctantly agreed. But then you have Harry… who’s picking me up and escorting me there. Chills went up my spine as I thought of the idea of this being a… “date”.

Ignoring the whole dating subject he asked anxiously, “Well what’s his name?”

“Harry… ermm… Styles” I said weakly.

All of a sudden I see Tylor abruptly jump from his seat and say, “WHAT?! THE HARRY STYLES? Fr-from the b-band?” he stuttered with excitement.

“Umm.. yeah, you know ‘em?” I asked smiling.

“Duh!” he said loudly, “They are like the hottest thing and Harry is a hottie himself!” He said clutching his chest obnoxiously. All I could do was laugh at him and his actions.

“Oh I’m sorry,” I said, “would you like to take my place?” I asked sarcastically, still laughing.

“Fuck no!” he said, “I’m not going to steal a possible first boyfriend/lover from you! Maybe you’ll actually have your cherry popped!" he snickered.

“Hey!” I said, punching him jokingly in the shoulder.

“I’m sorry Charles, but a girl as hot and beautiful as you should not still be a virgin. End of story.” He said raising his hands and shrugging.

He placed his hand on my head and shook my hair a little, being his usual patronizing self towards me. He kept giggling “I’m proud of you,” he said, “you’re finally letting a guy in on all this sexiness of yours!’

“Oh yes, extreme sex appeal going on here.” I said sarcastically, putting on a goofy smile and looking all squinty eyed. He gave me a tight hug full of extreme satisfaction. I knew he was worried about me and my recurring subject of people’s interest- my nonexistent sex life. For some reason he had on his mind that Harry was going to have his way with me. I didn’t even view this whole thing as a date. Oh well, whatever happens tonight… happens. I’m sick of being that cautious and quiet girl.