POSSIBLY British (Harry Styles Fanfic)

What no. I'm older.

•Ella's pov•

"Babe what on earth..." harry giggled and flashed a dimple-Y grin

"I. I got lost in your freakin huge house. I'm soaking wet and i'm cold and really upset if you can't tell." I crossed my arms over my towel and slid my back down the wall

"Alright well first thing you look really sexy with wet hair, second off you look like your freezing. and third off can I just f-cking kiss you?" harry stumbled over to me and slid his hands over my arms.

Harry kissed me hungrily as his hands wandered, tugging at my towel, but I held it over my naked body. I'm Soaking wet and yes I am freezing, but something about Harry's touch sends electricity through my body. Like someone lit a candle under us. his lips moved from my mouth to my neck, his teeth bit at the skin just below my ear and I felt my heart rate increase dramatically. The towel fell off my bare body as I moved onto Harry's lap, straddling his waist. He pulled away from me and looked at my body.

I felt my cheeks flush, lucky for me my hair is just long enough to cover 'my girls'. although my "down there" is completely bare. when I realized that I scooted backwards and covered my body with the towel.

Harry looked at me with a questioning look, almost as if he was worried about me..?

"Are you embarrassed in front of me El?" Harry inched closer toward me but didn't touch me. I feel like I just turned into some delicate flower he's afraid to even breathe on.

"I guess, yeah. You know how Layla calls me ti-" I was cut off my the door bell ringing loudly through the house

"We'll finish this later, for now come on and let's get you dressed." We gathered ourselves off the cold tile floor and ran down a series of halls until we finally reached my room.

Harry turned to leave for me to get dressed but I noticed his clothes were wet, and his mom would surly notice my wet hair and his wet clothes, and suspect we'd been doing something we shouldn't.

"Harry! Your clothes, they're wet." he looked down and shrugged

"So"

"So?! your mom will think we've been makin love if she sees my wet hair and your wet clothes! change!" with that he nodded and exited the room to change.

I was instructed not to dress fancy for dinner with his family because it's "just his mum and sister". However, I still want to look nice so I half way blow dried my hair and put it up in a topnot. I applied light natural makeup and put on a maroon sweater from PINK and some black leggings and my short uggs.

Hopefully I'll be able to find the dining room from here, but just in case I'll take my phone so I can call my Prince Charming to come rescue me if needed.

Luckily I found my way to the dining room. as I turned the corner I saw Anne's face light up.

"Oh my goodness! you must be Ella!" she gasped engulfing me in a welcoming hug.

"Hello. I'm Gemma." Gemma smiled warmly. I returned a smile and introduced myself.

"So your Harry's little sister?" I asked Gemma before taking a sip of my oh so fab sparkling water.

Gemma laughed "what no I'm older?" she looked confused

"Harry told me one day that he had a younger sister named Gemma." I laughed a little at the fact that harry wanted me to think he was older

Harry looked at me and shrugged his shoulders and Anne and Gemma just laughed.

We exchanged Christmas gifts between the four of us quickly before they had to leave. I bought both of then jewelry because u knew nothing about them at the time.