Love & Forbidden secrets.

Chapter eleven

I am not afraid to admit how unbelievable hot Harry looks.

He has his hair gelled back, his curls wrapping around one another.

He is wearing a navy blue tshirt, that shows the top of his chest that is tattoed and his chain hangs on to his tshirt. He's wearing black skinny jeans and black boots. He looks amazing. How can Naomi practically hate him?

He must notice me starring at him as he smirks, his green eyes glowing in the sunlight and his dimples form a ditch in his cheek.

"Are you ready or are you going to stare at me all day?" he says laughing.

"Harry you look... really nice" I say stuttering.

Smooth Natalie.

He smiles "Cheers Nat... Still perving on me I see" He teases whilst we get in to the car.

"Don't even try and call me that name again or else" I threaten, plugginging in my seat belt.

"What you gonna do?" he challenges whilst starting to drive.

"shullup, I can't be bothered to think, I just wasted all my best shots on Naomi" I half laugh.

"Oh please don't spoil our time together by mentioning that pleasant, pleasant soul" he repeats sarcastically. My heart flattering at his words.

I don't know where all these sudden feelings are coming from, it's like I have a completely different attitude when I'm with him, I don't know whether I like it or not, he makes me feel like a school girl.

I'm starting to come to terms with my feelings... Once I know what his are.

"Natalie why don't you want to tell me why you moved here?" he asks, turning the mood, his stares burning through me, as he always does, his eyes closing slightly with his eye brows drawn together, giving me full concerntration.

"Look Harry, I came to New York for a new life, I had a bad life in London. I was with people I shouldn't have been with. I needed a fresh start" I say gulping.

"That's all I'm saying, no questions please" I finish off.

"There's a party tonight" Harry changes the subject far to quickly, obviously noticing that he was close to hitting a nerve.

"Oh yeah? Where?" 

"Niall's and Zayn's" he says, grinning.

"Oh.. So-"

"You're staying" He interupts, demanding but I dissmiss it as he is being playful.

"I have nothing to wear! You could had warned me!" I say becoming nervous.

"Don't worry babe, Perrie has shit loads of stuff in Zayn's room. Plus I don't think you wanted to see her another minute" he says harshly.

My heart flutters at him calling me 'babe'. His voice complements the pet name so well with his huskyness.

"Perrie will be there?" 

"Yeah, offcourse" Harry says pulling in to his friends parking lot.

I get out of the car and follow Harry up the stairs, it's unbelieable how tall he is, I look up to talk to him and I am only at his shoulders, I love my perspective though. His green eyes peering down at me as he speaks. 

He opens the unlocked door and Niall is sitting on the sofa with his guitar, but then puts it down once he see's us. He's wearing blue denim jeans and a plan white tshirt, with his hair gelled up in to a quiff. These guys are so made for fame.