Beauty In The Dark - A Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter 5 - Games

     Tate wakes up and looks over at the clock; 9:27 am. She looks at her phone laying on her bedside table and picks it up. 1 new message from Harry. "When would you like me to come over then? I'm eager to see ya. xx" the text reads. Tate smiles, then gets out of bed.

Creslie is in the kitchen eating bacon, "Good morning, sunshine." Creslie says sarcastically, "How did your date with Harry go?" "It wasn't a date. And you left me there!" Tate says. Tate really wasn't angry with Creslie since her and Harry got to spend a few hours together.

     "Don't even act like you didn't like to be alone with him," Creslie says, "I asked him to come and meet us there at the yogurt place. Just the way he looked at you.." Creslie paused, "I could tell a spark went off." Tate smiles, "You really think so? Was he really into me?" "Uh, duh." Creslie responds, "Well when's the next time you'll see your Prince Charming?" "I told him to come over tonight." Tate answers. Creslie's eyes widen, "Seriously?! Well I gotta go make plans then. You guys need the house to yourself." Creslie winks at Tate.

     Tate starts cleaning the apartment: they could never seem to keep it clean. She looks at the time; 5:09 pm. Before she texts Harry to come over, she double checks every room. Creslie walks over to Tate, "Okay, I'm going over to Louis' house for a few hours. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Creslie winks at Tate and walks out the door.

     Tate texts Harry, "When are you coming?" A few minutes later Harry replies, "On my way. Can't wait to see you xx." Tate smiles at the text, "Just walk right in. I'll start cooking something for us." She replies, then walks into the kitchen. She puts chicken on the stove, then walks into her room. She looks in the mirror. "SHIT!" She exclaims. She was so focused on cleaning the house that she didn't realize she was still in her pajamas. She quickly runs to her closet, starts to take off her pajamas and throws new clothes on her bed. She could smell something burning. "SHIT!" She exclaims again. The chicken was going to burn. She didn't want to Harry to think that she can't do anything right, so she ran into the kitchen and started stirring the chicken. It wasn't burnt. Phew!

     Suddenly the door opens. It was Harry. He walks into the small apartment, where you can see the kitchen right from the door. "Oh my God!" Harry exclaims and covers his face. Tate quickly turns around. She almost goes to hug him, but then she remembers that she's only in her bra and underwear. Tate runs as fast as she can into her bedroom and quickly puts on the clothes she picked out. It just sinks in what happened. She sits down on her bed. Harry had seen her. In her bra and underwear. "Oh my God. Kill me." She mumbles to herself, and put her head in her hands.

     She can hear Harry from the living room, "Hellooooo? Tate? You've got cute panties on!" Harry says jokingly. Harry walks into Tate's room, his eyes still covered. "Am I okay to look now?" He asks. Tate's so embarrassed, "Yes.." She sighs with her head still in her hands.

     Harry sits down next to her, "We don't ever have to talk about this again, you know." Harry says. Tate looks up and half-smiles, "Gladly." Harry gets up and begins to walk into the kitchen, "Food!" He says. Tate smiles and goes into the kitchen with him.

      Tate hadn't realized fully what Harry was all about. He had a "bad boy" appearance. Tattoos, piercings, skinny jeans. But he could possibly be the most kind hearted man she's ever met.

     Harry dishes up the chicken for himself and Tate and goes to sit at the small table for two. They sit down. Harry starts eating the chicken right away, "I'm starved! Niall and I had been at his house and he'd eaten all the food before I got to it." Harry says. Tate laughs. They go on for an hour joking, laughing, talking.

     Harry and Tate go into their small living room, which only contains a couch and a TV, and sit on the couch. Tate turns on Netflix and asks, "What would you like to watch?" Harry gives a cheeky smile and takes the controller from her. "Hey!" Tate exclaims. "Don't worry, I know exactly what to watch." Harry says. Harry goes up to the search bar and types "The Hu–" until Tate makes him stop. "No! Not the Human Centipede. I'm not very good with scary movies." "Well that gives you more of an excuse to cuddle with me." Harry replies. They watch the entire movie, then go onto another scary movie, and then another, and another, until Harry falls asleep.