Meet Becca Andrews a successful young fashion designer who works for Yves Saint Laurent. Enter the charasmatic Harry Styles, international superstar and handsome to boot. A chance encounter at a London night club sees these two meet, instantly dra...
I woke up with a beautiful vision smiling at me. "Good morning Harry" she whispered gently. "Good morning Becca" I replied back with an equally large smile, "did you sleep ok"? "I did thank you, your bed is very comfy". I pulled her in then placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. "I'm glad, how would you feel about some breakfast". "That would be lovely, but how about I make you some instead as a thank you for a wonderful night"? I wasn't going to say no as it would be nice to have a beautiful girl make me food. "That would be very nice thank-you, the fridge is stocked and everything you need is in the cupboard, help yourself to anything you would like and I'll be down shortly". "No" she replied back. "You stay right here and I'll bring it to you ok"? "Ok" I smiled placing a kiss on her lips, thank you". She eased herself from my bed, my god she was beautiful, the curves of her back, her tanned skin and the way her hair fell over her shoulders. "Is it ok if I borrow some clothes or perhaps a robe Harry?" "Sure love, let me get you a robe". I eased myself from the covers stretching my back. I could feel her eyes on me as I walked to my wardrobe to fetch the robe. It smirked to myself thinking that she had the same effect on me. "Here you go love". I passed her the fluffy black robe and tied it up for her, kissing her gently on the head. "Thank you Harry, I'll be back soon". I made my way back to the bed, checking my phone for messages. I had one from Louis, one from Mum and one from Gemma. I replied back to Louis telling him to "fuck off and mind his own business, told Mum I'd call her later and let Gem know our Dinner date was on and to come to mine about 7.00pm.
The smell of Breakfast came wafting up the stairs. It smelt so good. I could hear Becca singing away to some music and decided to head downstairs to see how she was getting on. I pulled on a t-shirt and some joggers and headed down. I stood back and admired her. Dancing round my kitchen singing away, flipping Pancakes and pouring tea into a pot. She turned around then. "Oh god you scared me Harry, what are you doing down here anyway, I was going to bring this up for you". "I heard you singing love and wanted to come and check it out" I said smiling. "You've got a lovely voice by the way". She blushed then. "Says the international singing sensation who makes girls panties drop". I had to laugh. "Well you know the curlies get the girlies love". I headed over to her, wrapping my arms round her waist. "This looks amazing love, what are we having"? She smiled then returning a cuddle. "Well I wasn't sure what you liked so I just did a bit of everything, we've got Pancakes with Blueberries and Banana, scrambled eggs, tomatoes, mushrooms, bacon, and I've made some herb potato cakes, I hope that's ok"? It was more than ok. "Sounds and looks delicious love, can't wait to taste". "Well you sit Harry and I'll serve, would you like some Tea"? "Love some, milk and one sugar please". A mug of tea was poured, then a plate of food served up. "Tuck in Harry, I hope it all tastes ok".
It tasted more than ok. It was bloody delicious. The herb potato cakes, mushrooms, tomatoes eggs, everything was amazing. "Oh my god this is good" I replied shoveling forkfuls into my mouth. "These eggs are amazing". It had been a long time since someone had cooked for me and I was thoroughly enjoying it. "I'm glad you like it" she replied with a shy smile, "I was worried that it was going to taste awful". "Hell no, this is next level love". She spooned some eggs and a potato cake and pancake on a plate for herself, daintily taking a forkful of eggs. "Hmm not too bad if I do say" she laughed. We sat talking, laughing and eating the delicious food, sipping tea and reminiscing about the previous night, laughing about how she'd spilt the drinks on me. "Well I'm glad you did love" I replied. I could see her blushing then, she was so beautiful the way her cheeks turned a slight shade of pink as she looked down at her hands. "Do you mind if I have a shower Harry, it's getting on and I need to get home to pack, I'm heading to Paris on Sunday and I need to get myself organised". "Of course love, you know where everything is help yourself to towels". "I'll fix the dishes when I come back, be back in ten or so". I watched her walk back up the stairs as I finished my food. I popped the dishes in the dishwasher and set it going. I figured she'd cooked for me so it was only fair I do the dishes.
I made my way upstairs, almost walking smack bang into Becca as she made her way out of the bathroom. "Oh god oops" she laughed "Clumsy Becs strikes again". She'd washed her hair and smelt lovely. "Harry I hate to ask but you don't have any clothes I can borrow do you, I don't really fancy putting my dress back on again". "Sure love" I replied, "how about some sweats and a t-shirt"? "Sounds perfect" she replied. I headed into the shower then and let Becca dress herself. As I washed myself I couldn't help think of the moment we had shared only hours before. I found myself getting hard again at the thought of being inside her. I needed relief so I began to palm myself slowly at first. I remembered how she felt round me, the way she kissed me and her arms enveloped me and I began to speed up, eventually coming. I stood there panting leaning against the wall of the shower. I gave myself a quick wash then shut the water off. I dried myself quickly and made my way back out to my room to find her sitting at the end of the bed (which she had made) such a lovely gesture. "I've called a taxi Harry, it should be here in five or so". I felt quite disappointed as I really wanted to drive her home. "Cancel it Becca, I'll take you home". She looked at me with her beautiful eyes. "It's fine Harry, I don't want to impose, I know your busy". "Don't be silly I'm happy to take you home, cancel it love". She took out her phone ringing the taxi company to cancel her ride. "Thank you Harry, I really appreciate this, it's very kind".
We drove to Becca's flat in Notting Hill. It didn't seem to take long as it was only about 5 or so kms. I stopped outside turning the engine off. "Thank you Harry, I've had a lovely time". Her beautiful smile making my heart race once again. "Me too Becca, me too, I'd like to do this again if you want to, perhaps grab coffee some time, lunch maybe? She looked at me then, with some sadness in her eyes. "I'd really like to Harry but I don't think its a good idea". I was completely taken aback then. "Oh ok" I replied "I just thought that we could, get to know each other a little better you know, hang out but I understand it's fine". "I'm really sorry Harry, but I'm just a little up in the air at the moment with my job and the new flat, my heads all over the place and it would be unfair of me to lead you on". I appreciated her honesty I really did but I couldn't help but feel disappointed. She leant over me then placing a gentle kiss on my cheek. "Thank you Harry, really you're a lovely guy and I meant what I said I had a lovely time". She took her seat belt off then and slid out of her seat. "I'll make sure I get your clothes back Harry, I'll wash them and have them sent back. "It's fine Becca" I replied you keep them. She laughed then "A memento then Mr Styles of our lovely night together. I laughed then "yeah something like that"." She opened the door to get out then. This really was goodbye now. "See you round Green Eyes stay sexy aye". I laughed "you stay beautiful Becca - goodbye, and with that she was gone, disappearing into her flat, leaving me alone in my car.
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