the deal ~ h.s. (au)

11. Shocked

Maybe I should have called him and explained it to him how it's the best that he just forgets I've even spoken to him. But, since the stupid and half drunken me has lost the number, that option was a little impossible.

As the lift stops and opens, I take a deep breath and tighten my grip on the towels I'm holding. I exit the lift and start making my way towards the room where Harry is, while I try to come up with the words I'll say say to him. God, this is embarrassing.

I stop right at front the door and sigh as I turn around and start pacing between the door and the wall, still holding the towels like an idiot, "Okay, you can do this, you, can do this," I try to encourage myself to knock on the white, wooden door. I take a deep breath and when I reach the door, I knock twice on them, cursing myself under my breath as I do so.

Okay, I can do this. I won't see him after tomorrow. Or today actually. Unluckily for me, the door opens revealing Harry to me, wearing black, ripped jeans and a white t-shit under which you can see his tattoos. I blush as I realise I'm actually checking him out again, feeling so unbelievably stupid. The only way this could actually work is if I learn how to control myself around him.

"I've been waiting for you, virgin Mary," he smirks as he takes the towels from my hands and walks back into the room, leaving the door open, probably for me to enter the room, "I'm guessing you were in the church till now, so I will forgive you because that's what dear Lord wants us all to do. Forgive," he says when I walk in the room and close the door behind me, as he puts the palms of his hands together and closes his eyes while he's saying his phenomenal speech.

"What did you want to talk about?" I ask him as I cross my arms , ignoring his statement from before. He places the towels on the messy bed and walks into the bathroom, leaving me there in the room, waiting for a response.

He comes back with a few towels and he throws them on the floor, next to my feet, "You don't have many towels in the room you know?" he states and sits on the bed, pointing at the chair opposite the bed for me to sit on. I politely nod and sit on the chair, gazing across the room just so I don't have to look him in the eyes. Well done, Adelaide, well done.

"We have just enough for a person to use," I defend because every room have five towels which is perfectly enough for two guests, and since he's been here, Harry's used ten towels and honestly, I am confused, "And sorry I didn't call you, I lost the number," I tell him and he rolls his eyes as he sighs immediately making me regret apologising to him.

"Whatever, White. Do you really think I care that much?" he states as he raises his eyebrow and I gulp as I shift uncomfortably in my seat, trying not to show that I'm hurt by his words "It's always fun having sex with a virgin," he continues and rests his elbows on his knees as he smirks at me while he leans towards me, causing me to lean back, "I like teaching and showing people things they don't know or haven't tried before," he says, his voice being low and raspy like always, warming up my body and making me instantly forget about his harshness from before. He places his hands on the front legs of the chair I'm sitting on and pulls it towards him, making me gasp in sudden surprise. When he stops, my body leans towards him from the impulse, and I freeze instantly, having Harry's face so close to mine and his green orbs staring into my eyes, "Like sex,"

His hot breath collides with my lips, heating up my cheeks, giving them that embarrassing red colour. My eyes still hold contact with his dark green ones, completely captivated by their beauty as Harry's smirk grows bigger and bigger, showing his satisfaction with the power he has over me. He leans in a little bit more and brushes his lips against mine, sending shivers down my whole body, setting it on fire. I close my eyes, in hopes his lips will collide with mine, but a frown is put on my face when he suddenly pulls away and stands up.