Difference ( Harry Styles Fanfic)

chapter 16- Slowly attracted

Chapter 16! AHH sorry I didn't update for like the last two weeks I went to Florida, but I'm back! Thanks for 800 reads!! :) -z

       “I think that’s enough.” Harry looks sort of exhausted from nailing all the screws in the wall and I too, was somewhat tired. We both leave his large room and go downstairs. All I could process in my head as the information Harry had told me. Even though he was labeled as a famous teen, he too had things going on in his past and I cant help but smile at how smoothly he told me, like he was actually comfortable sharing this with me and that left me feeling in static as we went down the round staircase.

     We both end up sitting in the living room and drink some cold water, resting in silence. It’s been a few hours I’ve been here and it’s around 4 in the afternoon.

     I sit on the white leather couch with harry being on the opposite end. Harry speaks, his raspy voice echoing in the mostly empty room. “Thank you again for helping it means a lot, that wasn’t what I was expecting of our day.” The way he said our day makes my heart thump because this was our day and I still can’t believe it.

     “You don’t have to thank me, it wasn’t much, maybe I could even come another time and help out with other stuff.” His eyebrows crunch up and he stares at me, completely surprised. Was it something I said? He does that quite often.

      “You would do that?” Why was he so surprised?

      “Nope I hate helping out,” I say with sarcasm.

      “Oh, well…” I believe he thought I really meant it so I quickly corrected myself.

      “No I’m kidding! I would love to help out, just tell me when, except school days and I could probably come,” I inform him with a smile. His blank expression turns back to a generous one. I seriously didn’t mind helping out and I always did like watching the television shows on houses so this would be cool. And his house was ginormous so it would be a fun task.

     “That’s really nice of you, it’s not everyday I get an offer to be assisted.” I simply smile and we both just rest on the couch. After a couple more minutes Harry turns to me and his beauty once again never fails to amaze me. His green, shimmering eyes and his gorgeous tone and his red shirt that has a few buttons open enough to seduce anyone. I never really knew why he would do that, but damn, it was so hot.

     “What?” Harry asks, his eyes still on mine and his lips form into a smirk. Shoot, I’ve been staring at him too long. My face burns immensely and Harry’s smirk only grows more.

     “It’s er, nothing.” God, I’m so weird.

     “Hey, you don’t have to hide the fact that you think I’m extraordinary,” he says with much confidence, his cockiness flashing. I roll my eyes at him and he says something that definitely wasn’t on my mind.

     “Oh, Harold.” I say, calling him by his real name. He laughs at my little saying

     “You know, no one really calls me that except for my mum…but I like it.” He chuckles and copy the action. It turns silent for a couple minutes till he breaks the ice.

     “About the other night… you okay?” He’s talking about Justin at the party.

    “Oh, yeah I’m fine, I just did not at all expect our waiter to do that. He’ll be fired though, that’s for sure.”

      “He did seem fishy from the beginning.” Fishy? What did he mean? “Just be careful next time, I might not be there to help.” He seemed to mean this and I nodded to his words.