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Chapter Nineteen

I woke up in a big comfortable bed. I had no clue how I got here. I was still in my clothes from last night, I got out of the tall bed and peaked down the hallway. I was still in Harry's loft. I walked down the hallway and immediately smelt bacon.

"Morning." A groggy voice said.

"Hey.. how did-"

"I moved you while you were sleeping, you snore." He smiled.

"Why didn't you just sleep in the bed?" I asked.

"I dunno, I didn't want you to wake up with me gone." He said.

I smiled a little. "Thanks" I said.

He nodded.

"You're a pretty hard sleeper." He said.

I shrugged.

"Bacon?" He asked.

"Yes please." I said sitting down at the table.

He handed me a plate of bacon and eggs and sat down.

"You're not eating?" I asked.

"Nah, not hungry." He responded.

"Why are you being weird?" I asked him.

"How am I being weird?"

"I don't know, you just are." I said.

"Do you usually sleep talk?" He asked.

"Ughh, no? Why?" I asked.

"You did last night."

"What was I saying?" I asked.

"I think you were coming up with an escape plan." He laughed softly. "If you don't want to do this I don't want to force you."

"You're not forcing me to do anything."

"Okay, but you can be honest."

"I am being honest." I told him. "I like being with you." I said quietly.

"Oh yeah?" He said with a grin. "You're not so bad yourself."

"Wow, thanks." I smiled back.

"What are you doing today?" I asked.

"I have work later." He said.

"Where do you work?" I asked.

"We'll you won't tell me where you work." He argued.

"I'll tell you if you tell me."

"You tell me first." He said.

"No, you first." I said.

"I work at the children's hospital." He said.

"Funny." I responded.

"No, really." He said.

"You?" I said, surprised.

"Mhmm, now your turn." He said.

"A bar." I said.

"What bar?" He asked.

I stared at him for a little. "Charlee's" I finally said.

"Nice."

I hope he didn't know it.

"Are you full?" He asked.

"Yeah, thanks, it was really good." I told him.

He did a weird little dance move as he grabbed my plate and took it into his kitchen. It must be nice to have your own kitchen.

"What times your work?" I asked.

"Three." He responded. "We could go out tonight?" He said peeking out from behind the fridge.

"Yeah, sure." I said. I surprised myself with every word.

"Alright sick, we can go out just the two of us." He said.

I nodded.

Harry drove me home. He texted me saying he would pick me up at eight, he told me to wear something nice.

I looked through some of my clothes, I could wear the same dress for thanksgiving, or get something new. I had saved up a bunch of money, so I decided I would check out the thrift shop down the block.

I went through racks and racks of dull clothing. I finally found a black dress that was a little below my mid thigh and had cutouts in the back. I decided on this, and I could wear the platforms that Belle gave me.

I went back to my apartment and got ready. I decided to straighten my hair, but I didn't do much for makeup. It was finally eight and Harry texted me. I was actually excited even though I hated to admit it.

"Wow." He said as I got in the car. "You look amazing." He wasn't even being discret as his eyes went up and down my body.

He had on a black button down shirt and black pants, as well as a thick coat with a fur collar. His hair was pushed back off his face and it looked really good.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"You'll see." He said.

We drove through the cold busy streets. His cologne made the car smell amazing, I couldn't describe the scent.

We pulled up to a tall skyscraper.

He stepped out and came to my side of the car and opened the door for me.

"I can do it myself." I said, but he refuse to let me.

We walked into the empty building.

"Hello Mr. Styles." a woman said as we walked in. Mr. Styles? I laughed at the word.

"Hello Rebecca." He said as he walked by the woman further into the building. I don't think there was anyone else in the entire building.

We took up an elevator, I gasped when he hit the button to the 74th floor. He just laughed at me.

We stepped out and were greeted by a man in a tux.

"Right this way.." He said, leading us through a large empty room. He took us down a hallway and then opened the door to a big kitchen.

"Thanks." I said as the man left the room. Once the door head shut I looked at Harry with a puzzled expression.

"Sit" He said, pulling out a chair for me to sit in. There was music playing in this background.

"This is corny." I told him sitting down.

"A little." He agreed.

"I like it though." I said, making him smile like an idiot.

Harry grabbed food that was already prepared from the kitchen and set it down at both of the spots.

We ate the meal without fighting about anything. We talked about a bunch of different things, not eacother of course, neither of us had the problem of talking about ourselves too much.

After dinner he showed me out to a patio outside. The view was breathtaking, the entire city was lit up. Thankfully, it was a heated patio. There was a bench that I decided to ignore and I went over to the side of the building and climbed up.

"What are you doing?" Harry freaked out.

"Relax." I said, sitting down on the edge and hanging my feet in the open air.

"Do you have a death wish?" He asked, as he climbed up next to me.

"Scared of heights?"

"No." He grumbled.

"What's your biggest fear then?"

"Sharks."

"Sharks?" I repeated.

"Yes, sharks."

"You live in a city, and youre afraid of sharks."

"Yes, i'm afraid of sharks." He said and I couldnt help but laugh.

"What's yours?" He asked.

He looked at me in the eyes, it was an innocent question, but my biggest fear was something I didn't want to share. Oh yeah, my biggest fear is my Father.

"The dark." I lied.

"What's really your biggest fear?" He asked again.

I gulped. "I don't really want to say." I said honestly.

He scooted closer to me.

Harry's POV:

"Why?" I asked. I didn't care if I was being nosey.

"I don't know, I don't really talk about it much."

"You don't do this either." I reminded her, trying to smile.

"It's my dad." she said.

"What about him?" I asked.

"That's my biggest fear." She said. I looked down at her face observing the city.

I wanted to ask why, but I already made her tell me. Well, I didn't make her, but I did push her.

I put my hand on the small of her back. I had so many questions for her. She was so interesting to watch. How she spoke, how she moved her hands and how she bit the inside of her cheek.

I can't believe I invited her to Christmas with my family. I know they aren't going to like her, and she'll despise them. I don't really know why I did it, it's a good way to piss off my parents I guess, and at least I won't get so much shit from my brothers about being the only single sibling. Not that I wasn't single, I was, but I never ever brought girls home, or anyone really.

It was only a week away, I wasn't exactly excited. But I was glad she was coming.

I couldn't help but stare at her. The best part was she was oblivious to how much I liked her.

"I like the way you crinkle your nose." I told her. She responded with a glare.

"I like alot of stuff about you." I told her.

"That's good for you." She said.

I loved when she was sassy.

"Soo.. do you want to come back to my place?" I asked. Honestly, I wanted to have sex with her, so badly. I loved the way she felt with me, but I didn't want to seem like that's the only reason I was spending time with her. I would try and hold back, but shit it would be hard.

"Yeah, I guess." She responded. I thought of her little apartment, I couldn't believe she live there all year.

"We won't fuck or anything don't worry." I told her.

"I wasn't worried." She responded.

We drove back to my place. I loved her face when she looked around. I afforded the place on my own, I was pretty proud of it.

"So tonight, I'll be on the couch and you'll be on the bed." She said.

"Why don't we just both sleep on the bed? It's pretty big." I suggested.

"I don't feel like cuddling." She said.

"We won't cuddle, jeez." I responded.

"I guess.."

I forcefully pulled her by her small hips into the bedroom, god I wanted to drag her onto the bed and.. no Harry, I reminded myself.

"Im gonna brush my teeth." She told me.

"Okay." I responded, laying on the bed.

She went to the bathroom and stayed there for a while. I decided she had been there a little too long and went to peak through the small crack in the door. She was standing there, staring at herself in the mirror with her head tilted sideways. It looked like she was evaluating herself, picking at the details. She noticed me and quickly pretended like she was fixing her hair.

She put her hair into a ponytail and stepped out.

"I found a toothbrush, I hope you don't mind." She said.

"'No no, it's fine babe." I responded.

"Harry." She growled.

"Sorry, sorry." I smiled.

"Do you want to borrow some clothes?" I asked her.

"Yeah, if that's fine.."

"Well, you could sleep naked." I told her.

She glared at me. I walked over to my dresser and grabbed a black t shirt and threw it at her.

"Here." I said.

I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it in the hamper, then followed by my jeans. I saw her eyeing my body and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at her.

"What about pants?" she asked.

"Ughhh.." I said, rubbing the back of my neck.

"Oh well." She said. I flung my body onto the bed as she went into the bathroom.

"Seriously? It's nothing I haven't seen before." I told her.

"Shut up." He voice grumbled from behind the door.

She came out wearing the shirt that went just past her ass, and no pants on. Holy shit she looked hot. Keep it together harry, I reminded myself.

She moved her hands over her bare legs.

"Eyes up here." She said.

I snapped out of it.

She crawled into the bed next to me, and tucked herself under the covers.

I loved having her here, even though I wanted to do much more.

The clock read two A.M. The night had flown by.

She yawned and made a little squeak as she covered her mouth. I smiled at her as I rolled over.

"Goodnight." She said, turning her back towards me.

"Goodnight beautiful." I said before I flicked the light off.