Nightmare

Chapter 11

So I was fucking posting the update for this and it deleted?! I thought I posted it! So yeah I wanted to punch a cat. But I managed to contain my anger and rewrite the chapter. Hope it's okay.

"Are bathroom corridors your meeting place?" I asked him with my eyebrows raised.

"It's my only way to get in." He told me bluntly.

"What about, oh I don't know, the front door?" I asked sarcastically.

"I'm banned from here." He shrugged with a smirk on his face.

"How?"

"I slept with the bartenders last three girlfriends." He rolled his eyes.

Disgusting.

"Oh." I nodded.

"You suck at soft ball." He stated. I looked up to meet his eyes.

"I do not!" I defended myself.

"You do." He laughed. "You didn't even make it to first base."

"I was having an off day."

"Were you distracted?"

"What?"

"Did I distract you?" He smirked.

Cocky little bastard.

"No." I rolled my eyes. "I bet you are even worse than me."

"So you admit you are bad?" He raised his eyebrows.

"No. I just bet you are really bad."

"Wanna bet? I could show you a few tips on how to get better." He walked closer and closer to me until our chests were touching.

He grabbed onto my waist and pushed me against the wall. As if it was instinct my hands went around his neck.

His head lowered to my neck and he started leaving a trail of soft kisses until his lips reached my ear.

I had this weird feeling in my stomach. Almost like butterflies.

"I could show you how to get a home run." He whispered in my ear.

He lifted his head and his green eyes met mine. He pressed our foreheads together and left a gentle kiss on my lips.

"Smooth, Harry, smooth." I smirked.

He smirked back then closed his eyes and kissed me again.

This time I kissed him back. Adding more pressure making him moan. He licked my lip and I opened my mouth so that he thought I was letting him slip his tongue in. But instead I spoke.

"I still prefer the Aladdin one though."

"What?" He groaned seeming dazed from our kiss.

Did I have that much of an effect on him?

"You remembered that?" He asked once he registered what I said.

"How could I forget the most cheesy thing anybody's ever said to me?" I laughed.

"I come up with the best cheesy lines." He smiled his dimples appearing. That was a rare thing to see.

"You do." I smiled back.

This was the good side of Harry and even though I've only seen it, well once, I liked it.

But all good moments get ripped away in my life. Just like this one.

"Styles?! Get the fuck off Yasmine and get the fuck out of my goddamn bar!" I heard the thick Scottish accent yell.

That accent was pretty scary if I may say so myself.