Fall.// h.s au Short Story

Chapter 25

Warning: Contains Sexual Content

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Lauren's POV

"Harry stop!" I grip on his shoulders while laughing. Harry and I offered to decorate their tree but rich families having really tall trees, I had to put the star on top somehow. He laughs loudly and leans his head more into my center. "Harry, I swear to god I will grab this star and stab both of your eyeballs." I threaten while leaning more in to put the star on the tree.

"Then all I will see is stardust or should I say starburst because my eyes broke the star." He jokes referring to the candy.

"Move closer." I instruct quietly trying not to lose balance.

"Baby, why are we so eager?" he smirks while gripping harder on my knees.

"To the tree Harry!" I pull at his chestnut curls as punishment of his dirty thoughts.

"Baby, why don't we pretend to be gifts and get laid under the tree?" I laugh at his cheesy pun but become serious again as he begins to laugh.

"Stop, oh my gosh." I playfully swat him as he carries me to his room.

Harry and I started to get ready since we were going to the mall with Gemma and her fiancé Ian.

Harry was wearing a blue short sleeved flannel unbuttoned, black shirt and jeans. I wore my black and white Adidas track jumper and light blue skinny ripped jeans. I guess it's not that bad. Harry and I both wore black ankle boots. "Harry, we need to go to the bank first so I convert my money." I yelled across the room while he was in the bathroom. He walks out and looks through his dressers for socks.

"Why?" he shrugs his shoulders then faces me. "I could pay babe."

"No its okay, I want too."

"Babe, use your money for something more important like remember you need a car."

"Well, if you want to pay for your own Christmas present okay." I laugh at him while I shrug my wool coat on. He smirks at me and wears his trench coat as well. We walk downstairs and see Gemma and Ian are already to go.

"You guys take long." Ian jokes while pulling Harry into a hug. Ian has brown flat hair with rectangle shaped black glasses. He wore a white formal button up with a cashmere brown sweater on top. He pulls away from Harry and smiles at me. "You must be Lauren." His accent was not as strong as I thought.

"Yes, nice to meet you." I walk forward to him and shake his hand then walk straight back to Harry.

"Let's go the limo is ready." Gemma advised. She grabs a hold of Ian's hand then links elbows with me as we out the house. Harry ran quickly to catch up with us so he could hold my hand as well.

As we all entered the blank limo. I sat in awe. The limo was immaculate clean and had a mini fridge and could fit like 10 people.

"So as you know, The Styles enterprise is a really famous company. We have a lot of paparazzi's following us; whatever they tell you ignore them." Gemma encouraged while the limo started to move.

"Just think of us as the Kardashians." Ian laughs.

Ian and Gemma cuddle together on the seat across from Harry and i. I sat comfortably in the seat while Harry had his arm around me with his leg on the other while playing on his phone.

"Um, Ian what do you do?" I ask trying to bring up a conversation and break the awkward silence.

"My father owns a mafia." He smiles cheekily at me while I stare at him with wide eyes, choking on my spit. "Just kidding, my family owns a media company. You know the ones who find artists and make crappy albums." I nod my head and offer him a small smile.