The One That Got Away

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

"Babe.. Babe, get up. We're here." I heard some one's voice as they shook me. I groaned and turned my back to them. The person chuckled. "If you don't get up now the tickle monster will-"

"Alright, I'm up!" I said as I sat up straight in my seat.

He chuckled and tapped my nose, "You're so adorable." He cooed.

I rolled my eyes getting my luggage and exiting the plane into the warm summer air. I sighed and looked at the large open area around me. It would probably take 10 minutes to get to the airport from the plane. I smiled as an idea came to mind. I dropped my luggage on the ground before sprinting to the middle of the courtyard and spinning around in circles, my arms spread out and my head lolled back facing the sky. As I began to get dizzy and started staggering around the place, my head in my hands, I felt someone's arms wrap around my waist to steady me. I could feel the vibrations of his laughter from his chest against my back as he rested his head on top of mine and pulled me down to the ground so I was sat on him. He kissed the back of my head before laying down, his arms still wrapped around me, forcing me to come down with him. Once I regained control of my surroundings, I began to wiggle around in his arms and wine like a baby for him to release me.

"Not until you say the magic words." He whispered into my ear sending a shiver down my spine.

"Please?" I said as he turned me around to face him.

"Nope."

"Pretty please?" I asked again giving him the puppy dog face.

He scowled and averted his eyes from mine. "Don't do that. You know I can't resist that face."

"That's exactly why I'm doing it." I smirked.

He looked  back at me with a playfully glum expression on his face. "You're such a-"

"Excuse me, but you have to get to the airport so we can get you to your beach-"

"Okay! Yes! We're getting up!" Harry cut our security guard, Steve off hastily, helping me up and somehow making me end up in his arms. Steve was assigned to us just in case some fans realize the curly headed boy next to me is Harry Styles. He was a really cool guy, he was calm but knew how to crack us up when we needed it. I liked Steve.

I glared at Harry, noticing how close our faces were. "I enjoy using my feet every once in a while, you know."

"And I enjoy carrying you."

"Don't make me call Steve to put you in a time out again."

A suddenly worried expression came upon his face and I struggled to keep the stern look on my face. "You wouldn't."

"Oh Ste-"

"Okay! Okay! You're on the ground now! Happy?" He said placing my feet on the solid concrete.

I picked up my duffel bag from the ground and smiled at him, "Very." I answered before starting my walk for the airport. Harry ran to catch up with me and tried to take the bag from me but I slapped his hand away and held it in mine. He sighed but started to sway our hands back and forth. I giggled at his actions.

"Did you seriously have to put a blind fold on me?"

"Yes, I did. Now be quiet, we're nearly there."

30 seconds passed and I was still in a black van, a blindfold covering my eyes and Harry holding onto my hand. "Are we there now?"

I heard him heave a sigh. "If you ask me that one more time, you will get no ice cream."

I gasped and pretended to zip my mouth shut. Ice cream was my weakness. He laughed at me. I poked my tongue out at him and gestured for him to turn up the radio, which he did. Ed Sheeran's voice was the only thing heard throughout the rest of the drive.

10 minutes later I felt the car come to a halt. A car door slammed on the driver's side making me think Harry got out. I was starting to wonder if Harry left me but was reassured he was still there when my car door opened and I was scooped up into someone's arms.

"Is this really necessary?"

"Yes now be quiet."

I was silent until I was put down and the blindfold was untied and slid off of my face. A smile spread across my face as I took in the beach house in front of me. It was simple and small, but I didn't want anything big, so this was perfect. It had a little porch with a wooden table and chairs, giving a perfect view of the ocean. I looked around to find that it was the only house in sight, meaning a lot of privacy. I turned around to face Harry and pecked him on the lips.

"Thank you. I love it."

"Only the best for you." He said cheekily.

I rolled my eyes. "Don't get all cheesy on me, young mister. You still haven't told me why I'm here!"

He sighed. "You really want to know now when we could be relaxing on the-"

"Yes."

He chuckled. "Well... while we were on tour... I overheard Paul talking to his friend who happens to be a director. He said something about the remake of Mean Girls and not having someone to play Karen Smith, you know that dumb plastic girl who can tell the weather by her boobs. I talked to Paul and told him about how you did some acting when you were younger and all of the-"

"Spit it out, Styles."

"The director wants you to come in for an audition, tomorrow."

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