Seducing Styles

Good enough for me.

Chapter 17

A/N

Sorry for not responding and updating as soon and quickly as possible but this past pints and this upcoming month are going to be very hectic die to the beginning of school. So I apologize in advance for short fillers and long gaps.

Secondly, I have gotten to know a bunch of you guys on Kik! It always brightens my day when you guys say that you like the story/ give me suggestions and ideas and include yourselves in this ongoing production. Lol.

So without further a due.....


(Cass's pov)




"Who doesn't have anywhere to stay?" I asked.

I only heard the tail end of Zayn and Harry's conversation and felt bad that someone they knew was just kicked out of their place. Well, not so bad because whomever it is would probably move into the boys mansion. They did say the felt bad for them. So why not invite who ever it is over?

"You." Harry said. Me what? Wait. Me?! I don't have a place to stay? But I'm living with Cris? Unless. . .

"That bitch kicked me out?!" I screamed. Not extremely loud but, loud enough nonetheless.

"Listen Cass." Zayn tried to calm me down but we all knew that nothing was going to help.

"Who the heck does she think she is?" I rant. I climb out of bed and march around Harry's room in my pyjama sorts and tank. "I pay for half the rent?! I have my own room?! She can't just-"

I stopped by the sudden touch on my lips. By... Harry's lips. I mean. It felt wonderful and I wanted to deepen it but, I was furious. I can't believe that- his lips then released a bit before starting up again. Man he was good at this. Like really good. Geesh! I can't be angry with him kissing me!

"Harry," I removed my self from not only our kiss but also our embrace. "Why would she do that?" I asked. The reality of the situation was now hitting home. Well, not home because... I don't have one.

I began to cry and cry and cry until crying wasn't an option anymore. I needed sleep. A good long rest. I needed to think about what my next step forward was going to be.

Zayn had left the room, I'm guessing, hours ago by now and it was only Harry and I lying on top of his bed, above the duvet and spooning. He was gently rubbing circles on my temples with his index finger, soothing me as I softly drifted into my slumber.

"Cass?" His sleepy raspy voice said. "Are you awake?" He was whispering.

"Yeah." I said. You could tell I was crying by the hiccup in my tone.

"Listen. If you want, you can stay here. I mean..." He was unsure of what he proposed.

"Are you inviting me to stay here until I get my own place?" I asked.

"Yes. I am. Think it over. Sleep on it."

I rolled over and slowly fell asleep. My last wonders were about how I was going to fit all of my belongings into the guest room. One might say, that I had my mind made up.

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Golden rays shown through Harry's white fabric curtains, straight into my face. I was alone. In this king sized bed. Then, the memory's from last night creepy into my mind. And I, once again, began to tear up. My best friend kicked me out of our apartment. Our friendship is ruined and it's all because of me.

I felt a pair of toned arms wrap around my waist and a wet body not far behind.

"Good morning, love." Harry said. He was freshly out of the shower. Only covered by the white towel draped around his bottom half.

"Good morning." I said sleepily.

"Get any good sleep?" He asked. "I mean other than..." We both knew exactly what we were talking about.

"Not really. I was in and out of it mostly. How long have you been awake?"

"Since about 8:30 so almost 2 hours." It was 10:15 am now.

"We're you showering that whole time?" I giggled at my response.

"No! I took a nice jog 'round town and even went to Starbucks." He was so proud of himself.

"Did you get me anything?" I asked. I wasn't really expecting him to buy me anything.

"Yeah, I got you that CocoCaramel Frappe. Cris said you like them." Cris. Again. I can't get her out of my head!

"Yeah. I do. Thanks!" I hopped off the bed and went towards the bathroom.

"Are you taking a shower?" Asked Harry.

"Yes. Is that okay?" I asked. I didn't want to intrude on anyone's rules.

"Yeah. That's fine. It's just, all your stuff is across the hall in the guest bedroom." He informed me.

"Is there a shower in there?" I asked. If there was I would just get ready in there and then begin to unpack my things.

"No." Of course.

"Well, I'll just take a quick shower in here then run across the hall to get ready." I smirked an ran into the bathroom. I heard a slight chuckle in the background one that could only belong to Harry.

~

When I had finished my shower and dried off, I walked back into Harry's room. However it wasn't empty like I would have expected. Harry was lying on top if his bed with only black Calvin Klein boxers on, while playing in his phone.

"Har! Go get something to eat for breakfast." It was now around 11:00 and he didn't say he ate anything this morning.

"I'm not going downstairs without you, love" he said not loosing any concentration that was focused on his game.

"And why is that?" I would have put my hands on my hips but they were too busy holding up my towel around my highly indecent body.

"Because, I don't want to face any early morning pricks." This time he turned to face me and smirked at me trying to cover myself.

"Pricks? I'm guessing you mean Niall. And if you do, you guys have to make up because you are with each other 24/7. Ok?"

"Ok. I know. But he doesn't even want to speak to me. I don't blame him." He got up and walked closer to me. We were now inches apart. "I wouldn't talk to him if he stole you from me." He sounded so suductive.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into his chest. I could feel his body earth beneath me and needless to say... I loved everybody of it.

"Why don't you say you get dressed." He ruined the moment.

"Ok. Where's the room?" I asked. I forgot where he told me before my shower and I don't want to walk into anyone else's room. Awkward.

"Across the hall. Ya know what. I'll show you there." He said. Smirking at his own remark.

"I can find my way across the hall, Harry." I giggled a bit.

"Are you sure? You may need some protection." He suggested.

"From who?" I asked walking towards the door and opening it. I turned my back to him.

"THE BOOGIE 'MON!" He grabbed my and threw my over his shoulder, towel and all. Only to tickle me in the middle of the hallway as we walked towards the guest bedroom.

*cough cough*

Harry and I both stopped what we were doing and face the noise. Only to find, of course, Niall.

"Niall-" I tried to apologize but he interrupted me.

"If your gonna act so flirtatiously, Harold, try to keep it in your pants." Then he walked into his room.

"Well, that was awkward." Harry said giggling.

"It not funny Harry!" I slapped his back.

"It is. Out of all the people to catch us it was him. And we were in our underwear. Well, me. Your naked."
He chuckled again. "Under that towel of course." We were finally in the other room.

"Your a perv." I said when Harry finally let me down off of his shoulder.i shut the door behind us and hopped onto Harry, pushing him back onto the bed. "But, I like it."

"I like it too." He reached up with his neck and kissed my lips. Not hard. Not rough. But, passionately. We weren't eager for each other nor did we wanna go "all the way".

He made me forget about Niall, the boys, the fans, and Cris. Here and now, we just wanted more of us. And that was good enough for me.


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A/N




Thanks guys for so many reads! And I'm sorry I haven't posted in a while. I just moved into my new apartment in London and am getting accustomed to everything. Thanks again!




I'm not going to do a suggested read/vote bar the reach. This time and on forward, I will just let the pen write the sword. Thanks again!!!

-Tori