Cursed || H.S.

End Of The Day

Blair's P.O.V

"I already hate you" I groaned, slamming the car door as I sat on the driver's seat. Emily frowned and waved me goodbye. I've been on my worst behaviour today with her all because of him. "But we've just met" he laughed, punching my shoulder playfully. My grip on the steering wheel became tighter, embarrassment flowing through me. Harry thinks it was fun telling me all that shit and seeing my stupid reactions but poor Emily thought I had lost my sanity, shouting at her pretty little couch near the window. If only she could hear him.

"Are you angry?" he asked giggling. I was. I was so angry I could have thrown him out of the car but his adorable smile melts my heart. "Yes!" I hissed, concentrating on the road. "Oh why?" He whined. "You know" I snapped making him smirk. "Come on admit it, you liked listening to all that" he laughed. "No! Are you serious?" I shouted. "Did that make you uncomfortable?" He asked, trying to stop laughing. "Yeah" I said as I hit the breaks at the red light. "Why? Doesn't your boyfriend treat you good on the bed?" He asked laughing at his own stupid words. "Shut up" I yelled making him laugh harder.

"What a dork you must be dating" he said rolling down the car window. "I don't have a boyfriend" I huffed, waiting for the light to turn green. "Why?" He asked to which I didn't reply. "Oh Girlfriend?" he suddenly asked making me jump on the seat. "No! What the..." I yelled grabbing his collars and sent him death glares. Suddenly the cars behind started honking loudly and I left him to drive as the lights turned green. "That temper of yours will never get you a guy" he said adjusting his collars. "Thank God. I don't need one." I huffed, annoyance clearly heard in my voice. "Why?" he asked looking at me. "Because I'm not interested. I'm more of a goal oriented person. I've got big dreams and being in love is gonna hinder all of my plans." I replied. "Blair you sound like me" he croaked. "Hifi" I shouted as I gave him one.

We reached back my place just in time for dinner. "You eat?" I asked making him laugh on my face. "Of course!" he replied walking into my bathroom. "I'll get us dinner upstairs then" I said and went down. When I came back he was standing near the window in my room, in a towel. His hair was dripping wet, he must've taken a shower. "I thought water didn't affect you" I said, placing our plates on the table. "Rain doesn't, a shower does." he replied shaking his head, sprinkling water from his hair all around. "Hey don't do that!" I screamed, wiping the water drops from my face. "Sorry" he smirked, digging into his plate of lasagne.

"Where do you stay?" I asked taking his plate to take it down after he was over. "Oh everywhere. Sometimes expensive hotels, other days in some empty rooms at someone's house." He replied, sitting on my bed. How unbelievable. "So where are you gonna stay today?" I asked my eyes travelling down his body, taking in every detail of him. He's got so many tattoos, he looks like a drawing sheet but he pulls them off so well. His chiselled body looks like they were carved by Gods. So beautiful. Oh God Blair stop It. I could already feel my cheeks burning imagining how it would be like to touch him. Stop your wild thoughts Blair. "Well I've found a new place to stay for a while now" he replied sinking on my bed. He adjusted the pillows beneath his head and pulled the covers on him. "Not here!" I blurted when I understood what he meant by a new place. He smirked and pretend to sleep. "That's my bed! Get up" I whispered-yelled, afraid to seek my parents attentions. He didn't reply, snoring softly, obviously pretending to be asleep. I hit him with the pillows making him groan and laugh. "Come on Blair. Give this homeless guy some place" he laughed.

"Harry I don't even know you. And you can't sleep on my bed with me" I yelled, immediately shutting up. "Honey, what's happening?" my dad asked entering the room. "Why are you yelling?" He groaned. "Uh umm I think i saw a spider on my bed" I lied. "Since when did you become afraid of spiders?" My dad laughed. Yeah I'm not that typical girl, I'm not scared of spiders. "It was a big one" I replied trying to look scared. "Let me see" he said as he went to the bed and removed the covers from Harry, making his half naked body appear again. If Dad knew he was here, like this, I don't know what would have happened. "Nothing's here sweet heart. Now come on get into your bed" he said making me lay down on the bed, as Harry shifted to give me some space. There came his trademark smirk, as I laid down beside him because my dad couldn't see this half naked man on my bed.

"Good night Blair" Dad whispered as he closed the door behind him. "Night dad" I replied. "Afraid of a spider?" Harry laughed. "Yeah and now i have to sleep with one" I groaned as I shifted away more from him. "You're lucky you're on the same bed with me" he smirked. "Wow" I responded with Sarcasm laced in my voice. I put a pillow between us as a barrier as I turned onto my side, hoping he doesn't kick in sleep. "Good night" he whispered into my ears making me squeal. "Good night Harry" I replied, pulling the blanket over my face.

End of Day One, with Harry Styles. Sigh.

A.N.

There we go! The Seventh Chapter is here, finally. I know I'm going a little slow right now but interesting turns are about to take place. Bear with me and I promise you'll love this story just as much as I love writing it :)

Love, S.