Playboy | Mature Harry Styles

Chapter 10

[sexual content]

The weather was getting chilly and autumn slowly appeared. The leaves was getting yellow, orange and brown; falling off the branches to cover the ground. It was my favourite season of the year.

"We should go outside," I suggested. "Let's take a walk."

"Now?" Harry asked, zapping on the TV. "Why?"

"I don't know, I just feel like taking a walk." I shrugged.

Harry sighed heavily before he turned off the TV. "Fine, let's go then."

I was quite surprised, really. He didn't sound nor did he look like he wanted to go out - yet he decided to do it anyway. "If you don't want to we can just-"

"No. If you wanna go then we should - grab your jacket."

"I can go by myself if-"

"Jenna." Harry said harshly, making me shut up. "No, I don't wanna go outside, why would I? But if you wanna go for a walk, then I'll gladly go with you."

A smile appeared on my lips as I pulled on my jacket. "Okay." I said quietly, fixing my hair before we headed out in the beautiful sight of the weather.

The silence between us was actually very comfortable, it didn't feel awkward at all. Harry pulled a cigarette out of the box and lit it between his lips with a red lighter, smoke escaping his mouth once he removed it.

I could feel his hand grab mine as our fingers intertwined. I smiled for myself, slightly leaning against Harry's side as we walked.

"This is nice." Harry spoke suddenly, his voice deep and calm.

"Yeah." I agreed. "It is."

"We should do this more often. You know, go for a walk to clean our heads." 

I laughed softly though I agreed with him. It was so relaxing to be with Harry and just.. don't care about anything.

"Hold on, I need more cigarettes." Harry stopped me once we passed by a kiosk. "Wait here, just one minute."

I nodded as Harry went inside. Waiting for around thirty seconds before I heard a female voice calling. "Jenna!"

Turning around, I saw Melanie walk towards me with a smile on her face. "Girl, why don't you pick up your phone when I call you?"

"Uh- sorry. God, Mellie, I've just been cleaning my head for the last few days and decided not to look at my phone." I apologized, half-lying.

"S'okay. What are you doing here anyway?"

That was, until Harry walked out with his box of cigarette. Standing half in shock once he saw Melanie, before turning his head towards me; the look on his face asking me 'what the fuck is she doing here?'

"Harry." Melanie spoke. "It's.. nice to see you again." She faked a smile, trying not to look disgusted. I didn't even get why she disliked him so much.

"Melanie." Harry mimicked her. "You too."

Melanie looked away from Harry. "I'll see you soon, Jen." She smiled warmly, giving me a quick hug before she decided to leave the awkwardness.

I looked at Harry, tired of the fact that he was hiding something from me.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked.

"Will you please explain why she's acting like that?"

"Like a bitch? How should I know- she was born one."