Secret Summer (Harry Styles)

Chapter 6

*Charlie's POV*

*creaaaaak*

"Mom?"

I called out as I heard my door creaking. I thought it would be Mom checking up on me, but I heard a few curses being muttered. It was a male voice. I heard rustling out the door.

"Shit—"

I placed my guitar on my bed and headed towards the door. Opening it, I saw no one. I looked around and saw Harry awkwardly walking back and forth.

I stared at him.

"H-hey! What's up?"

"What're you doing?"

"I was uh… admiring the—" he looked around "— wood! Yes, the wood of your floors. It's very…woody."

"Uh… it's concrete."

"…"

"Yeah…" he laughed nervously. "… I knew that. Uhhh… so I'm go gonna grab some juice."

He walked passed me quickly and looked lost.

"If you're looking for the juice, it's gonna be in the fridge." I teased.

He still looked like a lost little puppy.

"In the kitchen."

He blinked twice.

"Oh cool. I'm gonna uhh…" he walked backwards to the stairs "…yeah. Okay bye."

And he hurriedly walked downstairs.

That was weird.               

Ignoring and not dwelling on what just happened, I went back to my room and continued reading. The party starts at 8, and it was only 5:50pm. I guess I could use that rest Mom suggested. I am feeling kind of tired anyway.

I placed the book by the nightstand and slept.

~*~

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!

I heard the alarm set off and turned it off, groaning.

7:15 pm

I sighed then eventually got up. I brushed my hair and put it in a messy bun. I washed my face, brushed my teeth and applied a bit of make-up. Just the usual powder and mascara. Mainly to keep Alyssa happy.  I decided to wear a denim skirt, a simple striped shirt and my sneakers. I looked and checked myself on the mirror before leaving.

All done.  

Going out of my room, I walked towards where Harry's room was located and stopped.

I knocked twice.

"Harry…?"

No response.

I opened the door and found Harry still on bed. Shirtless.

"Harry?"

"Mmmm?"

"It's almost 8. Beach party, remember?"

"Ugh… okay." He sat up. "Gimme 5 minutes."

He walked towards his bag and took out a plain black shirt. He unzipped his shorts and then turned towards my direction.

"Are you gonna stay here till I finish changing, or wait for me downstairs?" he teased. "Because I don't mind giving you a show." He winked.

"O-oh… ummm…" I stuttered. "I didn't realize I was… okay. See you downstairs."