Recovery - harry styles

Chapter 4

I didn't know what to think. How could this be happening? I'm Chloe, just Chloe. This guy has millions of teenage girls drooling over him, and I'm just a girl with a dirty Pink Floyd t-shirt, but I couldn't resist the urge to text him back.

"Goodnight Harry xx -Chloe"

I sent the message. This had been too much for one day; I had to go to sleep.

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The next day when I woke up it all just hit me. This really happened. I didn't know exactly what to think of it. I got up to shower. When I stepped out of the shower I heard my phone ringing. I ran to check it, hoping it was my father. It was Harry.

"Hello" I said.

"Hi babe, how are you" Harry asked.

"I'm fine, just got out of the shower."

"Oh, are you teasing me?" Harry said in a sexy voice.

My stomach tingled. I had never felt this feeling before. After not responding he said, "Where do you live?" "316 Longford Road" I said without thinking. I quickly regretted telling him.

"I'll be over in an hour love, have fun getting dressed." He said

I sat down on my bed. What was going on? I didn't know what to wear or what to do. I threw on a pair of jeans. I rummaged threw my drawers to find a shirt. I ran to the bathroom and brushed my long, silky brown hair. I threw on a little lip-gloss. I heard a knock at my door. I went downstairs to open it. My heart immediately dropped. He was just standing there. His hair was so curly and wavy falling in just the right places. His smile drove a knot deep inside my soul.

"Hello Chloe" Harry said.

"Hi Harry" I replied back. "Can I come in?" He asked me sweetly. I opened the door all the way and he walked in.

"Time to get ready" he said.

"Ready for what?" I said confused.

"Im taking you out so put on something nice." He said

I rummaged through my belongings and found a old dress. I went to the bathroom to put it on and he started laughing. "Why are you hiding?" He said with that well recalled smirk. I slammed the door, threw on my dress and some red lipstick and walked out.

"Whoa," Harry said

"What? Is it too much?" I asked him.

"No, no. You look beautiful". He said. I could feel myself beginning to blush so I grabbed my purse and said, "Let's go".