Unexpected, a Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter 4: Unexpected

THIS STORY IS AN ORIGINAL BY ME, YARELIS.

I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE AND IF YOU STEAL, I WILL STEAL FROM YOUR HOUSE O.o

NO, REALLY, BUT PLEASE DON'T DO IT.  xx

This time it wasn’t the nice scent of breakfast what woke me up. It was a desperate knocking on the bedroom’s door, so hard I thought it would break a hole through it. I opened the door to find my mom frowning and almost yelling at me.

“What were you thinking? Look at your aunt, look at your cousins, is this the way to treat family?” She pointed at the couch that was next to the cabin’s front door. I couldn’t hold my laughter.

“Big deal mom, wasn’t this supposed to be a fun weekend? They are just experiencing something new!” I laughed and looked at mom, who couldn’t stop smiling and giggling.

I went to the kitchen and prepared myself a sandwich. I ate it while watching my totally normal family, having some quality time sleeping on the floor and couch. Dad was the funniest of all, tho. As soon as I finished eating my sandwich, I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and change my clothes. This time I put on a cute, appropriate for the beach kind of dress. It is peach with a pattern of light pink roses. I put on my other pair of sandals and untangled and French-braided my hair. I also had to pack all my belongings inside my backpack because today’s the day we’re leaving the cabin and going back home.

Two days ago I wanted for it to end.

Today I just don’t want the clock to hit twelve o’clock.

I finished packing and went outside, expecting to find Harry waiting for me, but he wasn’t there. I stood resting on the wooden handrails but he didn’t come. I turned around to find a little piece of paper on the rocking chair.

I unfolded it and it read “Good morning! I was hoping you woke up and went to sit on your rocking chair to enjoy solitude, so it’s the only place I thought it was best to leave you a note. So here it is! Meet me at the gazebo, 10:30a.m. Hopefully see you there. –Harry x”

I ran inside to check the time on the kitchen’s wall as it ticked ten with six minutes. I thought the dress was pretty enough so I kept it on. The only thing I did was to make my French-braid look a bit more presentable. I took it off then created it again. I stared at myself on the bathroom’s mirror for too long, wondering if he’d like what I was wearing and how I looked.

I was going to grab a glass of water, when I saw the clock. It was already ten thirty-eight. I left the glass of water on the counter and ran off to the gazebo.

I thought I was late, because he wasn’t there. Maybe he had gotten tired waiting for me and left. Maybe he changed his mind. All these thoughts invaded my mind when suddenly a pair of big soft hands gently covered my eyes from my back and a voice traveled through the air into my ear.

“You’re late” I turned around as he let his hands go down my braid and encounter my hips. He looked stunning. Who wears a black tuxedo with jeans and sunning shoes… to the beach? Honestly, I liked it. I smiled; glad he was there and hadn’t left.

He gave me a warm hug and whispered, “You look beautiful”.

“Thanks. You look pretty good yourself, too”. He took two steps back and only stared at me. “What?” I asked smiling and probably blushing a little bit.

Harry grabbed my hands “I’m sorry”

“For what?” I asked.

“For spying on you, umm. Not spying, but… two days ago I umm, I was taking a walk around the beach and-“

“You saw me”

“Yes, umm, I mean no. I mean… yes, I did, and I’m sorry. It wasn’t on purpose. I just, I was walking and heard some splashing and umm, I peeked and you were-“

“Naked!” I sort of yelled at him, but then felt bad about it.

“Yes, naked, but that’s not what I was going to say”

“Then what?” I could feel my cheeks burning from anger and uncontrollable embarrassment.

“Beautiful.”

That’s all he said. Just one word. Beautiful, me? A guy had seen my bare ass two days ago and the only thing he says is I looked “Beautiful”, he said again. I stood in front of him, silent, as I could feel my cheeks burning and blushing.