Serendipitous (Harry Styles) [BOOK ONE]

9| ȵight

9| ȵight

I feel myself falling asleep as Harry and I continue watching TV. I blink slowly, trying to stay awake but it's nearly impossible.

Harry suddenly standing up wakes me up completely. "This sucks! I want to go out to a bar or club or something. All I've been doing is work, work, work!" He bursts. We stare at each other and he suddenly looks like he has an idea. I watch as he smiles to himself and pulls out his phone and calls someone.

"Lola, it's me." I hear a girly voice answer back, and my eyes widen. Is he- no, he wouldn't. Not with me here. "Come over. It's been too long." If I listen carefully enough, I can just hear her answer.

"I will put on my sexy lingerie for you. You know, the black see through ones with red-"

"Tell Liam you're here for me and he'll lead you over. Don't be long. Bye." Harry hangs up. He treats girls so badly. He turns to me. "I hope you don't mind, it's been too long."

"Harry, are you serious? What about me?" I'm wide awake now and angry.

Harry smirks. "Maybe you can watch and learn." He says and I feel like punching his gorgeous face.

I look around quickly, trying to find an escape from having to witness Harry and the blonde girl is sexy lingerie do it. It doesn't help that the bed is literally in the same room as the kitchen and lounge area. The only other room in the apartment is the bathroom.

I quickly walk, as I can't run yet, over to the platform where the bed is. I step onto the platform with a lot of trouble but when I manage to get up painlessly, I storm over to the bathroom door and I lock myself in just in time to hear Harry open the door to Lola.

I sit on the cold tiled floor as I am forced to listen for at least an hour of Lola moaning like a cat on fire and Harry's grunts every now and then. I hold my ears and feel myself getting sick. Now is not the right time to throw up.

"I'm close." Harry pants and Lola squeals as I guess she finishes.

I throw a hand over my mouth and gag uncontrollably as Harry moans loudly as he orgasms. It's silent for at least ten minutes before I hear Harry.

"Okay, you can go now."

When I hear Lola leave, I pat myself on the back for not throwing up even though I was so close to, and then exit the bathroom. The first thing I see is Harry walking towards the bed, shirtless and just in his black boxers. His hair is messier than it is when he first wakes up, and he looks knackered.

As soon as he reaches the bed, he completely falls onto his stomach with his limbs sprawled out like a starfish. I stand there awkwardly, not sure if I'm supposed to sleep there or on the couch.

"Um...Harry?" Harry lifts his face and looks over at me, his eyes half closed.

"Oh, right." I watch as Harry gets up and drags himself over to his modern looking dresser. He pulls out a pair of blue boxers and a white shirt and tosses them at me. I catch them and stare at them confused.

"That's not what I...are these new?" I ask, holding up his boxers by the waistband.

"For fucks sake, sleep in this uncomfortable jeans or even naked for all I care!" He suddenly bursts, shoving his face deeper into his pillow. "This is why I don't do nice things for people." He mutters to himself but I still hear him.

I roll my eyes and take the opportunity to change now since Harry isn't looking. I quickly pull off my clothes and put on the top and boxers. Even after I change though, I still stand there not knowing what to do with myself.