Dr. Styles

Chapter 9

I swear at this moment I looked like a deer in headlights.

I couldn't ignore the butterflies at the pit of my stomach.

"Um, I might just get up and get ready..." I said slowly, tearing my eyes away from his now dark green eyes.

He sighs and gets up from the end of the bed, straightening his back and clearing his throat.

"If you want to use the shower, it's just through there, I put a towel on the rack just in case, shampoo and whatever you use is there." His voice was low and he sounded frustrated, I couldn't read the expression on his face.

"Okay, thanks." I muttered quietly.

I made sure he was out of the room before I got up slowly and made my way to the door that lead to the bathroom, when I opened it, my jaw dropped.

The floor and walls were covered in black marble, and instead of the shower being in a corner, it was right in the centre of the spacious room coming from the ceiling, the mirror and hand basin were at one end of the room by the toilet and at the other end, there was a rather large white bath tub standing on antique silver legs.

I didn't realise a bathroom could be so fancy, it was the size of my room back at my apartment.

I walked to the shower not knowing how to turn it on, but realising immediately that it's powered by motion sensing, water from the shower head drenched me completely, including Harry's shirt.

"Shit!" I cussed.

I walked towards the rack where the towel was and pulled it off, drying myself a bit then peeling the black fabric off my back, leaving me in just my underwear.

This house is so fancy and technologically advanced.

When I walked to the shower I pulled the curtain around and started to wash my body.

"Sorry, I should've told you that the shower has a motion sensor." A deep voice caused me to jump and scream a bit.

"Woah calm down, it's just me Yasmine." He chuckled.

"How did you even get in here? I thought I..." I forgot to lock the door.

"I heard you swear when I came back into my room to get Misha, so I walked to the door expecting it to be locked, but it wasn't, I figured I'd let myself in."  I could see his tall figure through the almost sheer curtain.

"Oh, right. I'm just going to wash my hair, I'll be out soon." I said shortly.

"No problem, I made breakfast. Come down when you're ready." I heard the door open then close and I relaxed a bit.

I finished showering and slowly emerged from the warmth to grab my towel from the basin where I left it.

I wrapped it around my body and turned around to see a shirtless Harry standing by the doorway.

He was seriously beautiful.

Swallows flying downwards were inked into his collarbones, what looks like a moth was inked across his torso and right on his hip bones, ferns or some sort of leaves were inked there.

His curly hair fell down to his shoulders and his legs were covered by tight black jeans.

He slowly walked closer towards me, looking me straight in the eyes.

"You're beautiful." He said.

"Everything about you." My knees were weak.

He walked closer to me, closing the space between us, he swiftly picked me up, carrying me bridal style and walked out of the bathroom, never breaking eye contact.

I won't lie, my heart was racing and every inch of skin on my body was tingling.

"Your skin." He ran his fingers across my bare arm.

"Feels like velvet." His voice was so deep, with every word he said, I felt it vibrate right through my body.

When we reached his bed, he lay me down and sat next to me looking straight into my eyes.

"As much as I want to, I'm not gonna touch you." He said.

I'm not gonna lie, my hopes were let down.

"I need to get to know you first." He spoke slowly.

"Everything about you is captivating, I can't keep my eyes off of you."

"I could say the same about you, Harry." I smiled slightly at him.

"You're different, from other girls." His stare was so intense I had to look away.

"How so?" My voice sounded small.

"You're innocent. You didn't throw yourself at me. Most girls would beg at my feet to touch me, but you? You're sweet." His eyes turned from a dark almost black green to a soft green.

"I like you, Yasmine."