*Celeste's POV*
After we ate the delicious steak that Harry made, I was full.
"Man, that was heavenly," I moaned and slouched on my chair and rubbed my belly. However, it was still flat.
Harry chuckled, from across the small dining table. I stood up from my chair and took my plate and brought it to the sink then took Harry's plate as well. I started to reach for the cleaning materials on the sink to start washing the dishes but Harry's hands cut me off. I looked up at him.
"Let me do it." He smiled. I shook my head.
"No. You already cooked the amazing lunch. I'll do this," I said then turned on the water. But unfortunately, Harry turned it off. I looked at him, annoyingly.
"Please, just let me do it," he pleaded. I sighed, defeatedly.
"Fine," I said, washing my hands then drying it with the towel hanged on the wall by the sink. I looked at him again and smiled slightly.
"Thanks," I said. He smiled.
"No problem, babe." He pecked my cheek. I froze.
"Umm... Okay, I'll just... Go, now," I said, awkwardly walking away. He nodded and started doing the dishes, not noticing my awkward move.
I walked to the sofa and grabbed the shopping bags then went to my room. I dropped the bags on my bed and went to my dresser. I opened the first drawer and grabbed a plain white shirt and denim shorts. I quickly changed into them and put my dirty clothes in the laundry basket beside the bathroom door.
Then, I started to get the clothes from the shopping bags on my bed and hanged them in my wardrobe.
After that, I sat on my bed then grabbed my bag from the edge of the bed and took out my phone. I put the bag on my nightstand beside my bed. I layed on my bed and unlocked my phone with my password 'Celery'.
If you're asking why my password is 'celery', because it's me and Harry's ship name. Celeste + Harry = Celery. Plus, it's my favorite vegetable. When things were still okay with Harry, I've always thought of naming my daughter 'Celery'. Of course, if it's Harry's. I know it's childish, but I guess you get childish when you're in love. But now, I don't know...
I opened my twitter app on my phone and started scrolling through my mentions. The tweets were the same. Some are nice and some are mean. But hey, haters gonna hate. I couldn't care less about the rude things they say about me 'cause I know they aren't true.
My phone buzzed, signaling I had a text. I exited the app and opened the message.
Unknown number: Hey. :)
Who's this?
Me: May I ask who this is?
After a few seconds, my phone buzzed again.
Unknown number: The name's Adrian. The guy from Starbucks. The one you spilled with Frappuccino. ;)
Oh.
Me: Oh, sorry 'bout that again.
I could tell he was somehow trying to flirt but, no. But, he is good-looking. Oh Celeste, stop it! I saved his number with the name 'Starbucks Adrian'.
Starbucks Adrian: Its okay, love. No harm done. What's your name?
Me: It's Celeste.
Starbucks Adrian: Beautiful name for a beautiful girl. ;)
Oh gosh... He's hitting on me.
Me: Thanks.
I was giving him short answers, hoping he would get that I'm not interested. Even though he's hot. UGH!
Starbucks Adrian: What's your favorite color?
After playing 20 questions with him, I found out he was actually really cool and funny. I found out that he was 20, his favorite color is red and he lives at Plymouth, the South of UK near the ocean and he was just here to visit a relative.
I sat up my bed and walked out of my room 'cause I was bored. I passed by Harry's room and saw that his door was open. I peeked in and saw that he wasn't in his room. I walked in and saw that his bathroom door was also open.
And then, like by timing, it swung open revealing a naked Harry with only a towel covering his lower with his curls damp wet.
I gasped loudly and covered my eyes then turned around.
"Oh my gosh. I'm s-sorry. I-I didn't know," I stuttered, nervously. My heart was starting to beat faster.
"It's okay, love. It's not like you've never seen me naked before." He tried to joke. I blushed and looked down.
I... He... Nevermind.
"Erm, yeah... Okay... Bye," I awkwardly said, quickly saying the last part before walking faster out of his room. I closed his door behind me and walked in my own room.
When I sat down on my bed, my eyes widened of that awkward memory. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Ugh... Well, it's not that I haven't seen him naked, before. It's just that, it's awkward. Usually, when things like that happen, I don't mind it. But now... It's just... Ugh.
Now, it's even more awkward.
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Love Me, Again
RomantizmHi. I'm Celestine Louise Adams. Celeste or Cel for short. I'm Harry Styles' girlfriend. You may say that I am the luckiest girl in the world, right? Wrong. I don't even think I love him anymore. How can things be back to normal? Can I love him again...