I Trusted Harry Styles

Chapter Twelve

HARRY'S P.O.V

"BOYS!" I yelled from the kitchen.

"YES HAZMASTER!" The boys ran in sitting down on the chairs placed around the granite island.

"I am going to do it." I said confidently.

"Eww we don't need to know about your sex life." Louis cheekily smirked at me.

This boy is so dirty minded. I didn't even mean it like that. I meant that I was going to ask Charlotte to be my girlfriend. She is just so beautiful and fun to be with. And I kind of hav-- I mean uhh I really like her.

"No Louis, not like that." I rolled my eyes at him while he just chuckled.

"What did you mean then." Zayn asked.

"Yeah I was about to get to that if you'd let me." God these boys just won't let me talk.

"I am going to ask Charlotte to be my girlfriend today." I eagerly said smiling.

"Yes get it on Haz!" The boys congratulated me.

"B-but what about if she says no." I started to get a bit worried. I am going to make a fool out of myself if she rejects me. Maybe I am having second thoughts.

"If you make the mood right and you don't pressure her into it then I'm sure she'll say yes." Liam reassured me.

"Yeah mate I think she likes you so she'll say yes." Zayn also tried to reassure me.

"Thanks guys. Here goes nothing." Don't worry she will say yes Harry, nothing to worry about. Your Harry Styles, no girls in their right mind would reject you.

Thanks voice in my head.

As I shut the door behind me, the voices of the boys shouting 'good luck' had disappeared.

CHARLOTTE'S P.O.V

Nothing to do. You know when it's that weekend when you have nothing to do, well it's that weekend. It is noon and Rachel is still asleep and let's just say you do not want to see her when she is woken up. I learnt my lesson from the first and last time I had to wake her up; not nice.

Maybe I could go on a cycle ride. Nah, too much effort to get the bike out. Umm maybe I'll just sit in, watch movies and get fat. Yep.

I got changed into my zebra print onsie and sprinted down the stairs, making a lot of noise may I add. Opening the door to the cosy, dark, violet living room there was a loud knocking on the door. I wonder who it is. I started for the door but was pushed aside by Rachel as I passed the stairs.

"I'll get it!!!" She shouted in my ear. OWW!

"OK." I yelled back.

Where the hell did she come from. I think I woke her up when I was pretending to be an elephant coming down the stairs. I'll just go back to my amazing lazy day. When I got into the living room and chose the movie, I plonked myself onto the pure white 3 seater couch. Standing out from the dark violet, the couch was neatly covered in light purple, rose patterned cushions and plain dark yellow ones. When you live with someone who is a perfectionist and hobby is interior designing then this is what you have to live with.

Picking up the remote and pressing the play button The Little Mermaid starting playing. Don't judge, I love Disney films.

I suddenly heard a faint coughing sound. What?? That wasn't me. I turned my head to the direction that the noise had come from. There standing in front of the living room door was Rachel who was half hiding...Harry. Why was he here?

Wide eyed, I sat there my mouth agape staring at him. I must have been staring for a long time because Rachel coughed, a little louder, again. Immediately I snapped out of my little world I had gone to and started to speak.