Unpredictable - A Harry Styles Fan-Fic

Chapter 5

As I stuffed my blue plush towel into my beach bag, I shoved my Cookie Monster jelly headphones into my ears and swished my finger across the screen to turn the volume up. Music pulsed through my ears, exciting my body and causing my hips to sway involuntarily.

Just then the banging on my door starts, "I'm here" my phone reads as a text from Harry comes in. I walk to the door and swing it open to find Harry standing there, his arm is high up above his head, elbow resting aganist the door frame. His shirt is lifting at the hem showing me the stomach rolling sight of his happy line.

"Hey Ariella" he gives me a lopsided grin that leaves me wanting to stand on my tippy toes and kiss him. The feelings he evokes in me infuriate me beyond believe but I stifle the anger as I step out. I expect him to move back, to step away from me but he doesn't. He just stands there, not inches between us, a smirk painted onto his lips. His perfectly kissable lips.

I inhale and stand there, midly dizzy, from his smell. He smells like something spicy sort of like cinnamon but something like a crisp, green apple swirls together with it. A curl falls onto his forehead and my fingers almost start to twitch with the desire to brush it away. His hair looks like melted chocolate and it seems like it would be the softest thing imaginable. I want to move but my limbs feel like jelly, heavy and weighted. My skin is hot, it feels almost like a cold film of sweat has covered my body and ants are crawling over it. I've never had a desire so strong, I want to kiss him, more than I've ever wanted anything. But I can't move. I just stand there staring into his forest eyes with my ocean ones.

Harry is the one to break the spell, he steps back and clears his throat. "Are you ready?" his words sound heavy and gruff. I nod and walk forward still a bit in a daze, I walk down the street with one head phone still shoved firmly into my ear. I wasn't planning on telling Harry this but one of my favorite bands was Little Mix, because I knew Zayn was dating someone from the band, I looked down at the song. DNA. I hated to admit it but it described Harry and I perfectly even though we had only known each other for a couple of days, he literally lit up every nerve ending in my entire body.

I guess it's in his DNA.

"Ariella" Harry's voice brought me back to the living, "Yes?" I asked before he grabbed my arm and hauled me up ahead. "We're here!" he screamed, sounding remotely like a middle school girl who just got a couple hundred dollars. "Harry! Let me go!" I screamed, trying to yank my arm out of his grasp."Let me go!" I squealed even louder than before.

Harry let out a laugh, deep and throaty, that made my insides turn to putty. I suddenly quit fighting and he turned around while looking at me pointedly, "I'm glad you finally quit the fighting, it was getting quite irritating" I rolled my eyes, but they landed on the beach.

The sand was smooth between my toes as I shoved my flip flops into the top of my bag. I could smell the briny ocean air as it whipped my hair on my shoulders. It had been so long sense I had been to the beach, I tanned on my roof in Floral City but I couldn't swim. I couldn't feel the salty water wash over my skin like I could here.

Before I could stop myself I dropped my bags, peeled off my cover up and ran, fast as I could, i the water. The water was cool but not cold, it felt fantastic as the waves pushed into my golden thighs. I didn't want to get out but I knew I had to go unpack my bag and meet all the boys before I could really appreciate the sunlight and beautiful teal water.

When I got back to the bag, I pulled my towel out to spread it onto the groud. As I rise from the ground I look up to see Harry, in all his shirtless glory. I stare at him. He's gorgeous. Tattos look as if their sliding across his body, and while I've never found tattos attractive before but on Harry they make him even more... masculine and sexy.

But the one tatto I'm most attracted to is two birds just underneath his shoulders. Their detailed and beautiful. I want to trace it with the tip of my fingers, graze his body ever so softly. I can't stop it the deluge of images that flood my head.

He must notice me staring because there's that imfamous smirk, plastered across his face in the most irritatingly adorable way. "Come with me" Harry says, sauntering away. I scurry after him as we walk down the board walk we just had come up. I notice Harry slide his phone out of his pocket and read what appears to be a text message. He starts to jog up ahead of me, shouting something incoherent over his shoulder. I groan, loudly, and start to run after him.

I came to the end of the board walk and lept off the end, I didn't see Harry anywhere but I could hear people talking. "So this is Ariella!" I spun around to come face to face with a boy with messy brown hair that is going in every direction. His eyes are a bright aqua blue that were entirely friendly, he was cute, really handsome actually but he didn't light everything on fire the way Harry already did. The boy's jawline was sharp and his eyes sparkled with intelligence. This was Louis Tomlinson, but he didn't look like he did when I'd seen him on TV. He looked younger and more care free. I liked it, it was endearing in a brotherly sort of way.

I laughed out loud, something that I compared to a dolphin cackling, before replying "I don't know that we've ever met before but yep, I'm Ariella" He grinned to me before sweeping me into a hug. I was surprised but hugged him back, I didn't feel as awkward around Louis as I did Harry. He pulled away but gripped my shoulders, "I want to tell you how sorry I am you got hurt at our concert, I wish it hadn't happened but at least we met you due to it" I smiled meakly at him "Don't be sorry, it's not your fault"

"Okay, Okay you two I think it's time we let Ariella meet the other boys" Harry said, pulling me away. I turned around and looked between Niall, Zayn and Liam. Niall has the blonde hair and blue eyes that I remember, but his hair isn't build up like it is when I've seen him on TV. Zayn's hair of course is flipped up exactly like it always is, as I make eye contact with him he gives me a sky grin. Then there's Liam. His hair had grown a bit sense it was shaved and his eyes were a nice coco brown that held a surprising amount of admiration.

"Hi" I gave a little wave which earned me a laugh from all three of them. "I'm Zayn, and this is Niall and Liam" I smiled at each of them induvidually as Zayn introduced everyone.

"Let's go swimming!" Louis announced, I yelped as he lifted me up by my thighs and ran across the board walk. I laughed as we all dived into the water, everyone was staring at us but I was having fun. Surpisingly.