Tempting Styles

Chapter One

*Dru's pov*

It had been a long day, and my late night shift was finally over. I had been left behind to clean up, so it was up to me to lock up the place. I turned around, inserted the key in the lock, turned it twice, and checked the door knob just to make sure. Finally I could go home and sleep, who knew a summer job at Starbucks could be so tiring? I turned abruptly, planning on getting to my flat as quickly as possible and fall into bed without even changing. But of course my plans always failed, miserably.

As I turned I walked into something big and flat. I stumbled backwards and tripped over my own feet. Oh god! I thought as I started to loose my balance. I was certain I was about to fall, until a strong hand caught me. It held on to my upper arm, until finally I regained my balance. I looked up to the person I had bumped into. "Mind where you are going!" I hissed, as I looked up into a pair of big green eyes. They pierced the dark, and almost seemed to light up the night. But I was not impressed. "You nearly knocked me over!" He raised an eyebrow at me and smiled cheekily exposing his dimples.

"I am sorry, babe." He chuckled while he looked me up and down. What is wrong with this boy, I thought, he nearly knocked me over and now he's checking me out? What a player! For some reason this infuriated me.

"Don't call me 'babe' and don't check me out!" I snapped at him, hoping to wipe the smile off of his face. But my attempt was miserable and his smile just grew wider. "You know, if you smile any wider your face will fall off?" I tried again.

He shook his head and ignored my attempts at insulting him. "So, what a pretty girl like you doing out so late alone?" He said as he tilted his he's to the side to continue his visual exploration of me.

"None of your business." I answered trying to sound as cold as possible. But again he looked more amused than annoyed.

"Need a ride?"

"No, especially not from you!"

"Do you realize who I am?" He wondered finally starting to sound the least bit annoyed.

"Yes, I'm aware that you are Harry Styles. But, honestly I couldn't care less." I was tired of arguing with him so I walked away leaving him with a bewildered look on his face. Did he really think I cared who he was? Well I didn't. As I walked away I realized Emily was going to kill me for who I just ignored.

*Harrys pov*

Did a girl jut walk away from me without screaming, fainting, or even fangirling? This hadn't happened to me in quiet a while, and it took me a few seconds to recover from the shock and register what had happened. She was so different from the many girls I met on a regular basis, and I didn't even know if that was a good thing. I looked at her waking away, and could help but to smile. She had gotten so pissed that I had checked her out. But I just couldn't help myself. Those long legs, and her silhouette that was curvy in all the right places had caught my eye the moment she stumbled into me. She was hot. But her attitude and glaring greenish gray eyes had surely been what caught my attention. For the first time in years, a girl snapped at me uncaring who I was, how intriguing!

I got home and let myself in, knowing that Louis would be with Eleanor and not wanting to disturb them. I tiptoed into the living room, headed to my room, but found them cuddled together on the sofa watching some television. I smiled at them and said hello, hoping they wouldn't ask me about staying out so late. I made it halfway across the room before Louis called me over. "How was your night Harry?" He question wiggling his eyebrows at me. I frowned a little not knowing what to answer.

"I honesty don't know..." I told Louis, and filled him in on my meeting with this strange girl, and how she couldn't have care less about me. "But she was hot! My kind of girl...if you know what I mean." I told him with a cheeky smile growing across my face. He rolled his eyes.

"How could you do that to me!" He asked in a overly-dramatic tone. "I thought we shared something special!" Eleanor sat up a little and stared at him.

"Right.. When I though we shared air thing special.." She said jokingly, and he hugged her to his chest, kissing her forehead.

"We do babes, me you and carrots forever." He winked before he looked back at me and my disgusted expression. "Don't look so grossed out Harry!" He exclaimed. "You should learn from us, stop going from girl to girl, find one and stick to her." I looked the way they were comfortably cuddled up together and easily ignored his advice, knowing that type of relationship wasn't for me.

"You know how I am, Louis: One girl could never be enough for me." I stated before heading to my room, and this time making it there.

As I stripped out of my clothes and prepared to go to bed I thought of the hot girl, realizing I didn't even know her name. I wish I could see her again, but realized how low the chances of that happening were. I wanted to make her change her mind about me. I wasn't used I rejection, and I defiantly wasn't okay with the way she snapped at me and walked away. The girl might have been stubborn, but she was also hot! As I slipped into bed, I remembered her hot face and body.

I pulled her closet to my chest as we kissed hungrily, and she tangled her fingers into my curls. It had started off with a gentle kiss but I couldn't help but want more. I move my lips along her jawline and down her neck, she moaned a little and a smile spread across my face. She moved her hands down a little and started to unbutton my pants as I unclipped her bra.

I woke up - hard - and sat up in bed. I looked down to my chest and pulled off my shirt which was wet with sweat. Had I just dreamt about that girl? What was wrong with me? I hadn't even known her name, I met her for 5 minutes and she hated me! Why was I fantasying about her!? There was only one way to stop this madness. I had to sleep with her. And as soon as possible. I smiled to myself, and hoped it would be as good as it was in the dream.

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Hiloo.

Thanks for reading the first chapter f my new story, 'Tempting Styles'.

Just a reminder, I don't think of Harry in this way, it's a story! I'm a huge Harry girl. <3

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