Sex With The Heartbreaker [Harry Styles]

Chapter 11

Harry and I sat quietly for awhile. Things were awkward for many reasons. Firstly, I just asked harry to be my pretend boyfriend to make my ex boyfriend jealous so that he can come running back to me. Secondly, harry was shirtless. He sat on the bean bag that was at the corner of my room, with his white tee still lying on the floor. I couldn't help myself when I felt my eyes analyzing all of his tattoos. Butterflies, sparrows, a ship, and so many more. Each tattoos had no relevance with each other, and yet I couldn't help but to wonder what those tattoos mean. Somehow, these tattoos and Harry's perfectly sculpted body looked so intriguing and perfect. Luckily, harry was so engrossed in texting on his phone that he didn't realize that I was blatantly checking him out. Moments passed by, and yet neither one of us spoke a word, until I decided to break the silence.

"So... You should probably tell me more about yourself. You know.. Since you're going to pretend to be my boyfriend."

Harry pulled his eyes away from his phone and looked at me with a very amused smile playing on his lips.

"I'm a open book Kitten. Waddaya wanna know?" I was thinking of what to ask harry when I felt a sudden dent on the side of the bed and realized harry had now shifted from the bean bag, to my bed.

"I don't really know. The basics maybe? Come to think of it, I don't know anything about you. Only thing I know about you is that your name is Harry."

"And the only thing I know about you is that your name is Katherine." Harry said as he laid down on his sides, and rested his head on the palm of his hands, with his elbow supporting the weight of his large sized head.

"Well, I love the color black, I love eating, it's literally the only thing I always do. That pretty much sums me up. How about you?" Just telling harry about myself made me feel like I was such a boring person. I couldn't think of anything that made me special, or unique. I was so ordinary and plain.

Harry was about to say something, when his phone started vibrating. He slid the phone out of his back pocket, and looked at it, seemingly contemplating if he should answer the call or not. Somehow, I had a feeling that the person calling now was the same person that called earlier.
He answered the call with hesitation, and told the person on the other line that he would be reaching their house in a few minutes. Once he hung up the call, it felt like as if his whole demeanour changed from being relaxed, to being rigid and tensed.
"I have to go now. I'll see you in school tomorrow. Text me the details about your Alex plan." Harry said as he picked up his shirt from my bedroom floor, and started wearing it. I knew I shouldn't ask who was on the line, but I wanted to know who he was ditching me for. Curiosity was getting the best of me and I asked him who was on the phone.

"Summer." I was kind of surprised at his answer. Summer? Why was he going to see her? Isn't she with Alex? Are Summer and Alex even together? I was pulled deep into my thoughts when I heard harry clear his throat.

"I know what you're thinking, kitten. Summer and Alex are still together. Summer and I... We just need to discuss some things." Were my thoughts really that obvious? I wanted to know what those "things" they wanted to talk about were, but I decided against asking him about it.

"Okay. You should leave. I've got work to do" I said.
Harry showed me his wide smile and turned around to leave and soon after he was gone. As soon as harry left, I opened up my laptop and went to watch catching up with vampire diaries, and cried buckets of tears. Damon is now dead and I can't even begin to explain how I feel about that. On the bright side, I've always loved Damon and Bonnie together, so I was excited to see how that will pan out. I was probably on my laptop for an hour before I heard Safina calling me down for dinner.

---
I was halfway through my chicken lasagne when I remembered that harry and I have to act like a couple in school tomorrow. It seemed like a really good idea, but I couldn't help but to think how awkward it would be. I mean, harry and I weren't really friends, but we're actually starting to make progress. Harry used to be so mean to me in school. It was nice to be able to speak to him, without him making me feel insecure, like he used to. I remember when I was standing with Nate, a guy I used to date, near my locker, and Harry was walking past my locker when he suddenly stopped near Nate, put his hands on nate's shoulder and said, "her? Really dude? Thought you'd have better taste man." I remember feeling my heart break, I always knew I wasn't the best looking girl, but it still hurt.
Flash forward to now, and it just feels like harry was the kind of person who says things without really realizing how it impacted others. He just says things without really thinking it through, but that's just the way he is, I guess. I was about to take another bite of the lasagne when my phone vibrated, indicating that I had a text.

From: Harrry

So what's the plan for tomorrow?

I was about to text him a reply when his name flashed on my screen, indicating that he was calling me.

"Hey harry. What's up." I said as I continued eating.

"Nothing really. Just wondering what the plan for tomorrow is?"

I bit my lower lip, because I realized that I didn't know what the plan was. I just knew that I wanted Alex to regret whatever he did. But I didn't know how to actually do that. I should probably ask Lydia tomorrow.

"I don't really know harry. I've never done this before." I heard harry chuckle before he replied saying that he thinks no one has really done this fake boyfriend thing before us, and I couldn't help but to laugh too.

"I tell you what, why don't we just wing it? You kissed me that day based on instinct and that made him jealous. So we should just do what we feel like at the moment, don't you think?" Listening to what harry said made sense, and I figured that that was the best plan we have, since we had no other idea.

"Sounds good. I'll see you in school tomorrow yeah?" I was almost done with eating, and I felt my eyelids starting to droop, because I was really tired.

"Yeah. I'll pick you up, say, around 8.00am?"

"Wait, what?" Why does harry want to pick me up?! Suddenly, my tiredness was gone, and my eyes were wide open with surprise.

"Well, we're supposed to be a couple right? Don't couples come to school together or something?"

"I wouldn't know. The only serious boyfriend I've ever had is Alex, and we never did anything together in public remember?" I said, trying to make a joke out of it, but I couldn't help myself stop cringing over how bitter I sounded.

"Well, in that case, just be ready. I won't wait any longer then 5 minutes for you."

"Oh such a gentlemen. Bye harry."
I heard a low chuckle before harry said goodbye, and hung up the phone. Once he hung up, I couldn't help but to think how deep and raspy his voice sounded on the phone.

----
Comments on the chapter guys?