"Cheeky" He smiles holding a pile of clothes it to me.
"These are my cousin Sally's,she's a bit bigger than you but they should fit you" He tells me,indicating to the clothes.
"Thank you" I reply
"The fluffy socks are mine,you can wear them if you like" He offers causing a smile to spread across my face.
"Okay Thankyou" I reply
He nods before exiting the room
I run downstairs to retrieve my bra and knickers,as soon as I reach back to the bedroom I put them on.I put the white t-shirt and jeans on,finally finishing off the look with his green fluffy socks on.I can't actually believe someone like him owns a pair of these.
Harry knocks soon after
"I bought a hair brush and hairdryer in for you" he announces,entering the room without warning.Lucky I'm dress,just about.
"Thank You" I say and he exits again
I unwind the hairdryer lead and plug it in,brushing my hair before starting the dryer up.
HARRYS POV
Way to go Harry,fluffy socks really? I huff
I return back to my room and sit on my bed waiting for her.
Oh god I feel so weird,although she told me no peaking I couldn't resist.I feel like a total weirdo,I lied to her.How could I not peek when the opportunity is right there me.Her cream body standing right in front of me,the way the water droplets rolled down her back,her ringlets of hair on the back of her neck.Her flushed skin where she had been in the bath.The way she was embarrassed when I came into the bathroom with her towel,I say how pink her cheeks were.
She drives me crazy,I just wanted to take advantage of her right there.I can just imagine her perky chest.Gosh there's got to be something wrong with me,I sound like a psycho the way I talk about her but I can't help it.Oh the things I've been wanting to do to this woman is unbelievable.If only she way mine to have.
I can't believe she called me Harold?My dad used to call me Harold and then my mum got used to saying it and it really got on my nerves.When Cara says it,the name sounds so different.I couldn't pick her up on the fact she said it because I like the way the name rolls off of her tongue,it sounds sweet so pure.
I wonder if she feels the same or if she is just around me because of what happened between her and Dylan.I wish I would have killed him when I had the chance.
My thoughts are interrupted by a knock at the door.
I open the door to find Cara standing there.
"Hey,here's your hair brush and hairdryer" She states handing them to me
"Thank you ,you can come in if you want" I invite as I sit back down on the bed and pat next to me.
She enters the room and sits on the bed wriggling for a moment trying to get herself comfortable.I place on of my pillows behind her back to support her.
"So how was your bath?" I ask
"Relaxing,Thankyou I needed that" She comments
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Why do I love you? (Harry Styles fan fiction)
JugendliteraturCara has been part of the agent team "SHARKS" since she was 14.Her world gets turned upside down when she receives a panicked phone call from her ex Niall Horan. Will she turn her back on him when he needs her the most or will her care for him takeo...
