Tragically Beautiful (Harry Styles And Selena Gomez)

Chapter 12

"Good morning, lovely" he whispered in her ear as she opened her eyes for the first time that morning. He had been very touchy lately, very loving and VERY flirty. She couldn't say she minded it though. Her eyes flickered tohis, his lips curled in a smile.

"Morning" his arms were wrapped around her tightly and she was pressed against his side. She nuzzled her nose into his bare chest.

"I need to shower...." he said, but he still didn't let her go. "I gotta go to a meeting today."

"Aw, but your so warm and I'm cold" Selena whined.

"I gotta shower."

"No, you smell fine" she told him. He laughed slightly.

"Nope I gotta...." he wiggled away from her and got out of the bed. "I'll be right out... unless you wanna take a shower with me."

He smirked widely as her mouth fell open. He went over to his dresser and pulled out a pair of jeans.

"It sure would warm you up... " he smirked one more time at her before he shut himself in the bathroom. She sighed laying in his bed. She was thinking about the shower, taking a shower with Harry, her heart started racing just at the thought of it; Both so wet and so hot from the steaming water, and both so naked...

She must have fallen back asleep cause she woke in a cold sweat, she was having a heated, in more ways then one, dream about her and Justin in the shower.

"Now look who's having the wet dreams" she heard his voice say, she looked up and he was sitting at the bottom of the bed pulling on a white V neck shirt.

"Was not...." she blushed

"Oh please."

"I WASN'T!"

"Ok... SURE" he smiled.

"Well.... it was all your fault, it happen because I like you, you just have wet dreams cause your a sicko" she told him.

"What happen to us not talking about that?" he frowned

"I can.... YOU can't" she told him, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Is that so?" he started to creep closer to her.

"Yeah.... it is."

He pushed her back onto her beck and hovered over her, he pinned her arms above her head with his left arm.

"Your lucky" he whispered in her ear.

"I am?" she asked confused.

"If I didn't have to leave you would be getting it" he whispered.

"Getting what?"

"That's for me to know and for you to dream about" just then his right index finger ran down the inner part of her right thigh making her shiver. "Maybe when I get back from the meeting we could just skip the shower and go straight for the bath..... or maybe the pool."

"We have to go over to Liams tonight.... remember?" she didn't know why she reminded him of this at that second. His lips didn't stop smirking though.

"I know, I'll be done around five, then I will come back and pick you up" he told her.

"Ok....." she trailed off, she liked that he was hovering over her but kind of wondered when he was leaving. "Um, your still on top of me."

"I know....." he smiled.

"Wanna get off?"

"No... I like it."

But at last Harry did have to get off, because he was going to be late if he messed around anymore. And so Selena was left alone, the only thing to entertain her was her thoughts of what Harry meant by her dreaming about what ever 'getting it' means. She walked down to the kitchen and made herself some toast that's when the door bell rang. She opened the front door to find Demi there. Her and Demi hadn't been speaking since the dance, and Selena was a bit surprised to see her there.

"Demi?"

"Can I come in?" she asked, looking guilty.

"Sure..." Selena trailed off, she moved aside and let Demi pass her, they walked into the kitchen wear Selena was still eating her toast.

"I'm sorry for being such a bitch at the dance and stuff, its just weird you know.... the way you and Justin act.... I know you like him and he..-"

"He knows" Selena cut her off.

"He knows what?"

"That I like him" Selena confessed.

"HE DOES?"

"Yeah.. he said it was alright though."

"So, he knows you like him, did he say if he liked you?" Demi sat down at the counter stool, looking at Selena with a great urgency.

"No.... he didn't" Selena sighed.

"Ok, has he been acting differently?" she then asked.

"No...well, yeah a little."

"How so?" Demi asked. "Weirded out by you....not wanting to be around you as much?"

"No... he's been more clingy, and more.... flirty" she shrugged, taking the last bite of her toast.

"Flirty?" Demi asked.

"Yeah... like he...he does things and says pervy things in my ear when we're sleeping together."

"YOURE SLEEPING WITH HIM?"

"I don't mean like....like sex" Selena muttered. "I mean... like just sleeping."

"Still..... what's he say?" she then asked.

"Well....well like this s'moring he asked me to take a shower with him, then I fell asleep and he woke me up and then said I was going to get it. Then started talking about the pool and taking a bath with me" she cleverly left out the part about having a dirty dream about him.

"Oh my gosh...." Demi trailed off. "And this is new?"

"Well, after he broke up with girls he always got clingy to me, but after he found out I liked him it went like up a notch."

"So, he was clingy before he got with the french whore?"

"A little..." 

"Maybe he just.....well, maybe he just likes feeling loved... or maybe he's just a BIG perv...."

"I don't know" Selena sighed once again.

"You think he wants you?"

"Wants me?"

"You know... wants to hold ya... squeeze ya.... please ya... all that gross shit" Demi smirked.

"I do NOT think so" Selena told her.

"I don't know girlfriend, he's a weird one.... maybe you should just talk to him, ask him where his heads at and what he thinks about you."

"I've thought about doing that so many times, and I just can't... I'm to scared of the answer."

"What's it going to hurt?" Demi asked. "He already knows you like him."

"It will hurt me when he tells me he doesn't feel the same way."

"Well, the only other thing I can tell ya is move out."

"I'd miss him to much" Selena sighed. Hours went by as they stayed there and talked, soon five o'clock rolled around and Demi left so Selena could get ready to go over to Harry's brother house. Soon Harry arrived home and picked her up. Selena thought about what Demi had said.... Maybe she could ask him.

"Harr...."

"Yes, pretty girl?"

"Do you.... if you.... I.... Oh forget it" she couldn't figure out how to phrase it, how do you ask the guy you love what he feels for you?

"Is something bothering you?" he asked, turning to look at her as he stopped in the driveway of Liams house.

"No...." she trailed off, she knew he didn't believe her, but he let it slide and turned off the car, getting, out soon after. She followed him into his brother house where they met the faces of his brother

"Hey guys" Liam smiled, pulling them both into the den so they could talk.