Cute as a Button - Harry Styles

Chapter 13 ~ Club tales

Lydia's POV:

Phew.

I plonked myself down on the sofa and started to massage my feet. It's true, I'm not the typical 'shopaholic' but I get around. When I have the urgency and will power, I can easily spend a day in the shops.

I sound a bit of a loner when I say that I like shopping in my own, obviously I like shopping with my friends too, but I think everyone can put their hand up and admit that they buy more stuff when they are alone. Hence my day of shopping for one.

Not only had I bought the perfect dress for tonight, but I also bought some day clothes. These included, jeans, cute tops, cardigans, hats and shoes.

The reason for massaging my feet, if not obvious, is because I hadn't really sat down all day, apart from lunch that is. I mean my feet are not able to cope with this type of trekking. Aside from my aching feet, my arms also felt like they were going to fall off any second. Why do these shops make bags designed to dig into a poor girls arm, it's like they are actually punishing you for shopping there. The bags were exceedingly heavy, especially the top shop bags.

I checked the clock, 6:35. Harry had texted me earlier and told me he would pick me up at half eight. That gave me around two hours to be ready. Is that enough, I hear you ask? No. No it isn't.

I rushed upstairs. Thank god I had the house to myself as the boys had gone away for three days. This meant I could just strip, and leisurely wander into the shower. My main priority: shaving. So I did that first before washing my hair and using some nice smelling body wash. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped my hair in a towel before drying myself and putting on my makeup.

Evening make up for me generally consisted of foundation, blusher, gold-ish eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara and red lipstick. When I had finished I was quite happy with the end product. I dried my naturally straight hair and then straightened it even more to make it look more glossy.

I found the dress that I had bought today and slipped it on. It was black, long sleeved, but shoulder-less with a big silver decoration in the middle. It was quite short, but not too slutty.

I checked the clock again and was surprised that I actually had five minutes to spare. I grabbed my clutch and my phone and headed downstairs to wait for Harry.

Harry. Those green eyes, they held me captive. Do I like him? yes. Does he like me? Maybe, I mean he did kiss me before. That kiss was amazing though... No I am probably just imagining it. I doubt Harry would like me, I mean, seriously? Me? no!

I heard a car pull up in the drive and checked my for my phone and keys before leaving. I ran over to the big black range rover. Who was driving? this wasn't Harrys car?

As I got into the back I sat glanced at the driver. I didn't recognize him.

"Hi there love" Harry greeted me as I got into the car. I turned my gaze to him and smiled, he looked dashing as always. I felt his eyes traveling up and down my body. Which made me feel very self conscious. "You look... wow"

"Um thanks" I grinned at his loss of words.

"I've missed you these couple of days, I kinda got used to seeing you around.' He started off the conversation.

"Yeh me too"

"So how are you feeling? starting to get past everything now?" he asked looking deep into my eyes with a concerned expression.

"Yeh yeh, I haven't thought about Ryan for a while actually." I watched as his eyes brightened a little. "I went on a date with my brothers friend" his eyes widened.

"What? who? do I know him?" he bombarded me with questions.

"Yeh but it didn't work out because I kept thinking about yo-... um Ryan." I stopped myself, that would have been embarrassing.

"Oh, that's a shame" Harry didn't look sympathetic in the slightest.

"Yeh.."

The car came to a sudden halt and the driver shouted back "ok Harry you can get out now, i'll pick you up at one yeh?"

"Great, thanks Paul" Harry jumped out, before helping me step out of the car.

Harry waved at the guy at the entrance and the man returned the gesture as we casually walked in the side entrance, past the queue of people.

"Hey Harry over here" I heard Louis call. I didn't really know the other 1D boys that well so I was quite nervous as we strode up to them.

They all greeted me with a friendly smile and a hug as if I had known them all there lives.

After having a chat for a while, Harry grabbed my hand and pulled me over to some seating.

"Do you remember a couple of days ago when I," he scratched the back of his head "um... Kissed you?" My cheeks flushed, of course I frickin remember, it's not something you'd forget easily. I nodded. "Well I... I just wanted to say-" he was interrupted by another man coming up to me.

"Hey darling" the guy grinned "can I buy you a drink?"

"Actually I was just going to buy her a drink" Harry addressed him.

"Ok what about a dance?" I looked at Harry to see what he was thinking. I couldn't read his expression.

"Yeh sure ok" I agreed. I saw Harry's eyebrows furrow but I got up and excepted the guys hand and walked to the dance floor.

"So what's your name" the guys asked.

"Lydia, yours?"

"Jake"

I danced with jake for a while before he got a bit closer. He put his hands round my waist and they slid down to my bum. I could smell his alcohol breath. I was very uncomfortable in his hold and I tried to wriggle free.

"What's the matter darling?" He squeezed my bum and I squirmed, I wish he would stop.

"Can you stop" I tried to sound affirmative, but it was more shaky than I was intending.

"Oh don't you like this love?" he laughed evilly and started grinding against me, pulling me closer.

"Get off me" I tried to push him away but he wouldn't budge.

Then I felt an arm come between me and jake.

"What do you think you are doing?" jake said loudly to my saviour.

"I'm going to dance with her now if you don't mind" replied the equally loud voice, I recognised it to be Harry.

"Well I do mind so back off you little dick" jake punched Harry in the jaw and he fell back.

"Harry!" I screamed and struggled in jake's hold. Harry seemed undefeated and got up and punched jake in the stomach before kneeing him in the balls. Jake crouched over in pain.

Harry took this moment to wrap his arm round my waist and pull me over to the other side of the room.

"Thank you" I grinned at Harry as we walked.

"It's ok, I thought he looked a bit rough" he turned to me, holding my two hands, and danced. He just gazed into my eyes for a while.

"Harry"

"Yeh"

"The kiss..." I didn't know what else to say. I can't just tell him that I want to kiss him again can I?

He was about to speak when his eyes became attached to something behind me. "It's that guy, Jake, he's coming back!" his voice sounded frantic and he pulled me closer, as if that would protect me "kiss me".

"Wait what?" I was confused. He wrapped an arm round my waist and closed his eyes, leaning in and resting his fingertips on my jaw. I closed my eyes. As he crashed his lips to me, I felt sparks fly. My heart rate sped up as he pulled me further into him and I tangled my fingers in his hair.

"I think he's gone" he said against my lips. Then I realised he only kissed me so Jake wouldn't go after me anymore. I pulled away sharply. "What?" his face showed confusion. Then his face dropped. "oh shit, I did it again. I'm sorry, I know you aren't over Ryan yet, I am such and idiot" he put his hands to his face in despair and turned away from me.

"Harry, stop" he ignored me, was he embarrassed? "Harry, I'm over Ryan" I tried to grab his shoulder and turn him round.

"Oh wait, let me guess, you have a boyfriend now or something"

"No no of course I don't"

"Look," he looked into my eyes, I could see that they were clouded with shame "this is the second time I have kissed you, and the second time you have pulled away. If you don't like me, then tell me, I feel terrible because I keep making a move on you, and you always pull away. I'm a big boy now, I can handle rejection" he turned to walk away again.

"Harry..." I could see no other way of getting him to listen to me. I grabbed his face and pulled him to me, connecting our lips.

"Please stop Lydz" he moaned against my mouth "you're... you're tempting me, I know you don't like me. Just please..." he moaned again as i kissed him "please don't feel sorry for me, you don't have to..." he kissed back "kiss me out of pity" he moaned again, I could tell that he was having an inner struggle with himself; a part of him wanting to kiss back and pull me closer, and the other part thinking he should pull away.

"Harry, I really like you " I pulled away to catch my breath.

"No, you are just trying to be nice, but I wish you would stop, you're just leading me on" I had my arms wrapped round his neck. His pupils were dilated. I brushed my lips softly against his and he closed his eyes, in pure bliss. "I have been waiting so long to kiss you" he whispered. "Don't lead me on..." he brushed his lips against mine and then leant his forehead against mine, looking into my eyes.

"Do you like me?" I asked, I could feel his breath on my face and I just wanted to kiss him again, but I held back. I noticed his eyes kept flickering to my lips.

"Yes, I have for a while, but there is no point because you don't like me and-" I kissed him again to shut him up.

"I do like you, you idiot"

"No, you always pull away when I try to kiss you" his eyes focused on my lips and he bit his bottom lip trying to hold back, which was so hot.

"The real reason that me and my brothers friend didn't work out was because..." I sighed. His lips were so tempting, my forehead was still rested on his. "Can you stop with that lip biting thing, I can't focus". His arms tightened around my waist

"What this?" he bit his lip again. "This makes you want to kiss me?"

"Yy-yehhh" I said shakily, I bit the side of my mouth to try and control myself. He did it again, but this time a few millimetres away from my lips.

"Go on, you know you want to" he whispered so close to my lips. I couldn't control myself any more. I pressed my lips against his again and he kissed back. I gently took his lower lip between my teeth and pulled it a little. He smiled as he kissed me again. "Why didn't you and that guy work out?" He asked as he slowly pulled away.

"Because all I could think of was you" at this he kissed me again and pulled me closer. "I didn't want to kiss him, I just wanted to kiss you again. And that says a lot because I have had a crush on him all my life". He chuckled against my lips which sent a shiver down my spine.

"Where is this guy I want to punch him" he said, making me giggle " you know I have wanted to kiss you since the time you were in the toilet crying." There was a pause where he bit his lip again, knowing full well that he was driving me crazy. "You want to kiss me again don't you?" he smirked.

"No, I'm bored of you now" I lied.

"No you aren't. You can't resist this face" he bit his lip again and without hesitation, I crashed my lips down onto his again. My arms were still round his neck and I let my fingers play with a curl at the nape of his neck.

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I woke up the next morning in a bed. The bed smelled of Harry. So I put two and two together and realized I was in Harrys bed.

HOLD IT!

What the f(insert rude word here). I'm in Harry Styles bed, I mean that part wasn't new to me, I slept here before. The thing that scared me was that the last thing I remember was Harry and I getting a drink at the bar. Tell me we didn't do something stupid.

I was clothed, which was a good sign, and Harry was not in the bed with me (although I didn't know where he was), which was also a good sign. But what if we had sex?! I tried to rack my brains but I couldn't find anything.

"HARRYYYYYY!" I yelled so loud that it hurt. I heard loud bangs and crashes before Harry burst into the room. And boy was he a cute sight...

He was in nothing but some boxers, his eyes looked half closed from sleep, his hair was unbelievably messy. He looked frantic and panicked.

"What is it Lydz?! are you ok? what happened?" his words came tumbling out and he was breathing fast. My voice was a complete contrast: calm and peaceful.

"Harry I was just wondering what happened last night? I don't remember anything after my first shot." He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank god, I thought you were being raped, or kidnapped or murdered" he came and lay next to me on the bed, on top of the duvet. "How can you not remember last night baby? we were on fire. I had you screaming my name til it hurt. Fuck we were so good" he rolled and then held his body above mine, his lips just inches away from mine.

Oh SHIT. We did it. Oh my god. No, this is NOT happening.

"Harry...I-I.." I fumbled over my words, with them coming out as nothing more than a whisper. What do I say? how do I tell him it was all a horrible mistake. Sure I liked him, it was almost embarrassing how he could make me feel, but was I ready for sex? No way in hell. Clearly drunk me thought differently.

"What is it baby? We can do it all again if you would like? we can re-jog your memory" he said in a raspy voice. He made me blush with his pet names.

"No no no. Harry I'm sorry, this is all a terrible mistake, I wanted to take it slower with us but..." I stopped mid sentence when I saw his adorable face break into a mischievous smile. Uh oh. Fudge cakes! he was playing me wasn't he?! We never had fudging sex did we? He took advantage of my gullibility.

He pecked me on the lips before rolling off me and sprinting out the door.

"HARRY FUCKING STYLES YOU GET FUCKING BACK HERE SO I CAN GIVE YOU A PIECE OF MY FUCKING MIND!" I yelled jumping out of bed and running after him. I heard his laughter continue through to the living room where his made up bed was.

He was on one side of the couch and I was on the other. I ran to his side, but he ran the other way.

"I'm gonna fucking kill you when I get my hands on you" I hissed, trying to sound threatened.

"You were fooled bad Lydz" he laughed, this infuriated me even more.

I chased him round the sofa several times until I had a better idea.

"Harry, baby, come here. We can do all that you said. Come on I want to do it. Don't you want me screaming your name?" I changed to my seductive side, I can play this card very very well. I slowly undid the top button on the shirt I was wearing. His face turned beet root as he watched what I was doing intently. I edged closer to him and undid another button. He took a few steps forward til he was in front of me. I grinned as I noticed his growing bulge in his boxers. I put my index finger on his bare chest and let it travel downwards to the top of his boxers. I fiddled with the rim of his boxers and stood on my tippy toes brining my lips millimeters away from his. "Harry, baby, guess what"

"What... what?" he sounded lustful. Just like I planned.

"I gotcha back" I grinned and turned sharply on my heel and walked away, leaving him with an awkward boner.

Round of applause for me.

I went to make breakfast. I popped some bread into the toaster and made some coffee. Harry eventually entered the kitchen. I pretended not to notice and continued to butter some toast. He padded over to me and wrapped his arms round my waist from the back, resting his head on my shoulder.

"You are very mean to me love" he said quietly.

"You were meaner to me babe" I replied twisting my head to the side to see him.

"I'm sorry baby, forgive me?" he kissed my neck causing me to close my eyes.

"Forgiven." I confirmed. He continued to kiss my neck affectionately.

"I like when you call me baby and hunny and stuff" he told me. I wrapped my arms round his, which were round my body.

"Sameee". I turned around to face him, still in his arms. I brushed my lips softly against his before pushing him off me and going to sit at the table with my toast.

I watched him as he prepared some cereal. I couldn't help but fix my eyes on the muscles in his back as he reached for a bowl. Just his body in general turn my insides to jelly.

"Like what you see baby?" he smirked at my face, my eyes following his every move. I blushed.

Eventually he joined me at the table.

"So I was wondering if... I don't know... maybe you would consider making us... official." He asked scratching the back of his neck. His nervous side was too cute.

"Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?" I asked, eyes wide, heart beating faster.

"Um... if you want to. if you don't then... I'm fine. Don't say yes just for me-" I cut him off when he started rambling.

"I'd like that" I smiled.

"Really? great" he grinned.

"There is just one person standing in our way right now".

"What? who?" Harry asked.

"My brother".

"Your brother. Shit. He will hate me. Damn. He is gonna say I'm not good enough."

"Well I told him I was going to the club with you yesturday and he said that I couldn't go out with you, that you go out with 20 different women at once, that he doesn't trust you and he says no."

"Oh fuck".

"He can't control me though, I can date who I want."

"He is your older brother! You know I wouldn't hurt you don't you" he told me.

"Yeh I know, but Brad doesn't."

"Do you reckon I could take him?" he joked punching the air.

"No you are very weak and have very little muscle" I teased.

"That doesn't stop you lookin babe" he pointed to his abs and blushed. He chuckled. "And what about your brothers friend"

"Who James?"

"Yeh, if he comes near you again I swear to god"

"Harry don't be so defensive. James wouldn't hurt a fly. He is lovely and kind and sweet and not to mention hot." Had to add the last part oops.

"See this is what I was afraid of" Harry said. I couldn't tell if he was joking or not.

"Awe babe is someone jealous?"

"No of course not" but his facial expression told me differently.

"Ok because I wanted you remember? Not him, ok?"

"Ok love".

"So do you want to meet my brother today?" I saw him shift uncomfortably in his seat.

"Um I guess"

"Good. They aren't going to be back at their house for a couple of days, but we can go and visit them. But I don't want any fights, especially not over me ok?"

"Yes mum". I giggled and kissed his cheek before heading off to have a shower.


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(A/n

G'day mates!

How's it going? just broke up from school today: HROAOAOAOAYYY!

Hope you are all like da story. I thought 'd'ya know what? why don't I just get them together? ya know?' it was inevitable really....

So what are we all thinking about the Narbra news eh? I really can't remember the last time Nialler had a girlfriend, as long as she is good to him then I am happy. I happen to know someone who is not happy however. My girl C (writing the chapter after next) is a Nialls girl :( sad right? ah well I'm sure they won't last long... I mean Narbra sounds like another inventive name for a type of cheese, does anyone agree?

Right anyways enough of my ranting! hope y'all ready for Christmas, not long to go now!

Next up is the lovely A who will out shine me with her amazing writing skills.

Until next time. Love you all chickas,
L xxxxxx

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