Secret Summer (Harry Styles)

Chapter 10

*Harry's POV*

I woke up a bit earlier than usual today. And I could already hear Charlie getting out of her room.

Who the fuck wakes up 7 am in summer?

Apparently, Charlotte Rose Everson does.

I sighed and got up since I didn’t think I'd be able to go back to sleep anymore. I smirked as I purposely didn't put on clothes, besides my boxers, as I went downstairs to greet her. I walked towards the counter to where she was preparing breakfast and leaned forward.

"Good morning," I greeted.

She turned around, pan in one hand, and blushed.

And this is why I do this to her every damn morning.

"H-harry," she cleared her throat. "Good morning. You're up early." She said as she tried to hide her blush.

"Yeah, I couldn't go back to sleep." I groaned. "Why do you wake up so damn early?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I didn't want to waste the day with sleeping." She shrugged.

"But that's the perfect way of wasting the day."

"No, it isn't." she argued back.

"Yes it is," I argued as well. "And one of these days, I'll be able to make you spend the whole day just in bed." I wiggled my eyebrows seductively at her.

"Pfft. We'll see about that." She chuckled.

"Oh, we will." I laughed.

I sat down, as I just continued watching her make breakfast. I could smell bacon. Later, I saw her struggling to get something on the top cupboard. She was literally on her tip toes. Slightly jumping.

That’s weirdly adorable.

I stood up and went to stand behind her. She noticed me and pointed at the container at the very end. Noticing her blush, I teased her a bit by knowingly taking the wrong one.

"Harry." she groaned. "The one behind it, please."

"This one?" I whispered on her ear.

She shivered.

"Yes!" she backed away quickly. "Please."

It's so fun to tease her.

I laughed as I saw her face heat up. She blushes so damn easily. I didn't think it was humanly possible at all. But somehow, she manages to do it.

I quickly went back to where I was sitting at a moment ago, and just watched her cook. This was so strange. Here I was, watching a girl cook. What the hell.

"So," I began. "Where are we going today?"

"I don’t know," she replied. "I was expecting you and Brittney to have plans for today."

"Nah," I shrugged. "I don’t think I can stand her any longer. All she ever says is—" I changed my voice to a higher one "—Oh have you noticed my new bag? Check out my shoes, they're like so beautiful. And who wouldn't like notice my sparkly lip gloss? They're like totally sparkly!"

She laughed at my little impersonation.

"Yep," she said in between laughs. "That does sound like her."

"But, I've learned a way to quiet her down," I wiggled my eyebrows. "I mean not quiet her down, just make her stop saying those things and instead say my name." I grinned.