Fate - Harry Styles

chapter - 2

"15, 16 , 17" I muttered to myself as i came to a halt in front of my new home here in Alabama. I've only been here once before when in was 15 years old and i really enjoyed my short stay in this city, hence my decision to living here after i graduate.

I pressed the bell and waited impatiently. I just spent about 9 hours on a plane and this person wasn't opening the door.

"WHAT?" a very rude boy with a British accent opened the bronze door and from judging by the tone of his voice he was quiet annoyed. It looked like he was sleeping, well excuse me but it's not my fault that i'm going to be living here and don't have a key.

"Hello?" He asked as he snapped his thumbs in my face taking me out of my phase.

"Oh, sorry, um hi, i'm Alex Clayton, i'm going to be living here from now on, are you Harry styles?" There was a dim light on, so i couldn't really see his features properly but barely make out his silhouette. His shoulders slightly softened and he stood out of the doorway and to the side to let me in.

"Yeah i am, weren't you supposed to be here 4 hours ago?"

"Yes but the plane got delayed, sorry for waking you up" I apologized and stood there awkwardly not really knowing what to do while trying really hard not to make eye contact with his intense glare.

"It's fine ,your room is the last door down the corridor on your right, i'm off to bed" He walked away, just like that without showing me around or helping me with my bags.

I walked down the narrow corridor and stood out of the room he directed me to. I opened the beige door and It looked exactly like how it did online. The walls had this very crafted , pink and black flowers engraved along the middle of them ,there was a queen sized bed in the middle of the room. Along the wall on the left there was this black shelf which took up all of the space against the wall, that will come in handy considering the amount of books i read. On the right side wall there was a black medium sized cupboard and finally on the wall opposite my bed there was a probably 32 inch black tv. It was my ideal bedroom.

I was exhausted all i wanted to do was snuggle up in bed and fall into a deep slumber without a care in the world, but unfortunately i was not like that. I have to have everything organised and in place before i could relax.

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After a good 2 hours i finally accomplished organizing my room, now all that is left is my bags, there really isn't a place to put them apart from on top of the cupboard. Slowly and as quietly that i could i place them on top of each other. I took a step back checking if they were stable enough to stay there, turns out they weren't and they all toppled down making a scream slip out of my mouth. I heard heavy foot steps come towards my bed room and Harry came bursting in.

"What happened, are you okay?" he asked. He was panting quietly as he stood in next to the open door. I took in his seducing features. Wow this boy was hot. He had brown curly hair and piercing green eyes with the most perfect pink lips. Not forget his toned body.

"Yeah, i was just trying to place my bags on top of the cupboard, but they fell down, why do you care anyways?" I asked as i placed my hands on my hips, narrowing my eyebrows.

"Oh i'm sorry for waking up at 5 am and checking to see if you were okay" he said sarcasm clear in his voice. His eyes slowly raked down my body, making me self conscious.

"What?" I snapped.

"Nice pajamas" He laughed, may i say it was a very deep laugh.

"Excuse me, but i actually like Minnie mouse and you have no right to judge" I sneered trying hard not to laugh.

"Who said i was judging" He said holding his hand up in defense as he strolled past me and placed my bags one by one on top of the cup board. I watched the muscles in his back and shoulders flex .

"You like what you see?" He asked arrogantly with a smirk prominent on his face.

Shit i was caught, this is probably one of the most embarrassing thing I've done.

"No" I lied. Obviously i liked it, every girl in the right state of mind would.

"Sure" He elongated the word and left me in my room to die in shame as my cheeks lit on fire.