Already His // Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter Eight.

Maddie's POV

I looked in the bathroom for something to cover my body with. Clearly there was nothing, my lucky was taking a turn for the worst. And I agreed to meet Harry's friends when my mother wasn't home. How stupid could I get, and yet I'm not even blonde!

Okay, I am acting childish. I am 17, if I was to become a nudist this would be my life style. What would I do? I wouldn't stay locked up in my room. Wait! Why am I even thinking about being a nudist? Never mind!

My eyes looked around the room once again and the stopped on the full lengthened mirror. My skin was a tad bit tan, somewhat like Zayn's skin. A shade darker then Harry's. I looked at my tattoos that were normally hidden by my clothes. I had a ying-yan symbol on my stomach just below my left breast. I also had a huge music note on my back. Then running across the bottom just above my bum was barbwire and a rose in the middle, a blue rose.

Then on my hand was a small paper air plan, and on the corner of one of the wings was a small red heart. My eyes scanned my face. It was clear, and also the same shade as everything else. My teeth were covered with white braces and my smile had those deep dimples. My eyes were grey, a middle shade. Not light, nor dark.

Most people, including my mother, told me that when I was upset or mad the grey went darker, but no one ever said the grey went lighter. I always wondered if it ever did. I looked at my hair. It was long and a brown colour like Harry's. It had a small tad of wave to it. But if I wanted it straight or curly it always did it. Never making a mess of things. The side bang how ever had a mind of its own. It covered my left eye a lot and dragged half way across my face, running back into the rest of my hair.

I was so into my own thoughts I didn't hear the knock at the door. Once the person started to bang on the door I snapped out and yelled. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?" Normally I never yelled unless I was annoyed or pissed off. Or if I was both. "I brung you your clothes." I heard a sweet yet deep accent fill my ears. A smile came to my face as I pictured the boy on the other side. Harry Styles.

No, no, no Maddie! Your not fancying your best friend! Not again!

I tried my hardest to take the smile off my face, but that smile had a mind of its own.

"Here, I will unlock the door and then I will tell you when to come in. Just set the clothes on the counter." I said as I unlocked the door and then quickly hoped behind the shower curtain. Hiding my naked body and stupid smile. I heard to door creek open and footsteps. "Where are you?" I heard Harry's voice echo through the small bathroom. "Behind the shower curtain. Now leave!" I said trying to sound sassy. Which failed. Badly. "Okay, okay, Cupcake." I heard footsteps leave quickly and the door close fast. I shook my head and the smile grew bigger.

Maddie! Stop smiling!

I told myself to stop, but yet again I heard that little voice say not to. And as always I followed it.

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Okay, I am so sorry that this was a short chapter, just like the last one I left with. I was away from home all weekend and couldn't update. I am so sorry! Please don't hate me. I wi update tomorrow double or triple, just for all you lovely people reading this. If there is anyone reading this.

Also, comment what nickname I should use for Harry. Since Maddie has cupcake what should she call Harry?

Louis: the walking sex god.

Really!? I thought I told you no more talking in my notes!

Louis: well I am the publisher! I must!

Anyway, have a lovely whatever it is where your at! Bye!