No Foundations

20 questions - Chapter 10

Harry's POV

I made 2 steps out of Remi's flat before I stopped dead in my tracks. Simon said we weren't allowed to distract her, but after what just happened. I didn't care. She was beautiful, and talented, and seductive, and funny, and sweet, and gracious, and determined. She was perfect. Every part of me was screaming go back in there, but at the same time my brain said listen to Simon. I stood there for about 30 more seconds with my hand on the door handle to her flat, before I knew exactly what to do. I turned to my left and walked into the flat right in front of me.

"Louis?" I whisper-shouted. I knew he was with Eleanor, but I needed to talk to him. "Louis!" I said a little louder this time.

"What Harry?" He popped his head through the door of his bedroom and squinted at me. I gave him this look and he knew. He smiled at the ground, shaking his head.

"Go." He said, closing the door to his bedroom. I stood there smiling and walked back out to the hallway. I walked over to Remi's door and opened it. Should I really do this? What if she's asleep? Regardless, my feet somehow walked me deeper into flat and I saw that her bedroom light was on. I turned the corner into her room, trying to be quite incase she was asleep. She wasn't sleeping. She was awake, and beautiful and staring at me from behind her book.

"Hello" She smiled at me. "Are you aware that it's 1:30 in the morning?"

"Umm... yes." I looked at her, somehow not able to make coherent statements anymore.

"Do you need something Harry Edward Styles?" She raises her eyebrow and smiles at me. She is such a flirt. I loved it. I shook my head yes at her. She laughed and patted the spot next to her. "Come here." I did as told, walking over to the other side of the bed, lying down.

"What are you reading?" I asked. She held her book to me.

"Gone with the Wind. It's my favorite book of all time. Can I read some of it to you?" I smiled and nodded. She smiled back, and then got up to reposition herself so that she was cross-legged facing me. She started reading and I just watched. I couldn't listen. I just watched her. She was so beautiful. It was mind blowing to me that I had just met her and felt this strongly for her. She kept reading down the page and all I could do was look at her. I studied every inch of her face, then her neck, and her collarbone, her arms, her legs. She was gorgeous, and then she stopped reading. I snapped out of my trance because she was just staring into my eyes like she does.

"What?" I ask.

"You were staring at me like I was a chocolate fountain or something." She laughed at me. I blushed.

"I'm sorry, start over." I smile at her.

"No it's okay. We can just watch the movie sometime. When it's not almost 2 in the morning." She rolls her eyes. "Are you going to stay here tonight, Harry?" she looks at me and bites her lip. Why? Is she doing this on purpose?

"That's up to you I think." I flip my hair and she laughs.

"You just flipped your hair in attempt to be sexy." She falls over onto her pillow laughing.

"Stop laughing at me. It was supposed to be overwhelming!" I joke, laughing with her now.

"Oh trust me. It was, it was." She sighs. It's silent for a moment, so I lay back to put my head on the pillow too. I turn on my side so I'm facing her, and she does the same.

"Tell me about your family." I ask.

"What?" she looks at me alarmed. I repeat the question.

"Unless you don't want to, I guess."