Harry Styles

An Old Friend

Not really smut and not really fluff.....it is what it is

2011

"Hey Y/N, how's it going?" 

"Holy shit! I didn't hear you come in." I sit up from laying on the couch to make room for my younger brother's best friend. "Have a seat." 

He sits next to me, "You home alone?" 

"Yeah, they left just a few minutes ago. Didn't Jamie tell you?" I can't help but notice the twinkle in the teenage boy's eyes.

"He did. Also told me to come keep you company, because they would probably be out pretty late." He turns his head to the tv, "What ya watchn'?"

"The Stranger Beside Me. It just started though. Wanna watch it with me?"

He sits back and gets comfortable. "Sure, what's it about?"

"Ted Bundy." I look over and he raises an eyebrow at me.

Two hours later the movie is over and I'm feeling a little creeped out. Ted was kind of an attractive man, didn't look like the serial killer type at all. I guess that's why he got away with it for so long. 

"I might have to read the book now."

"Really? Why would you wanna do that?" He asks.

"The books are always better than the movies, and it was written by a friend of his. That's why it has that title." I look over and catch his green eyes looking at my legs in my too short shorts. I never noticed his eyes were green like my boyfriend's. 

Once he licks his lips, he looks into my eyes. He leans closer and softly presses his lips to mine. I'm a bit shocked by his actions as he pulls away. "I'm leaving in a few days, ya know? And I want you before I leave."

For some reason that night, I made a decision that would change my life. I don't know if it was because I knew I wouldn't see him again for a long time, or if it was the way he looked at me with those beautiful green eyes. Whatever the reason was, it's not something I will forget about for the rest of my life.

Present Day

He looks amazing. I haven't seen him since he was a teenager (not in person anyway) and he has definitely grown into a fine looking man. Gone is the baby face, replaced with a strong chiseled jaw. His lips look more delicious than ever....

"Hey Y/N, look who I ran into at the gym." says my younger brother as he grabs two bottles of water out of the fridge and tosses one to Harry.

Jamie and Harry are five years younger than me and have been friends since they were 11. I haven't seen Harry since that night years ago (he and Jamie still hung out on occasion though). Before he became famous he was always hanging around at our place, especially after my parents left. They got wonderful job opportunities in France and couldn't pass them up. Since I was 18 and had graduated from school, I stayed at the house with Jamie, so he could finish school here, and my boyfriend Andy moved in with us. Andy was a year older than me and the only man I've ever loved.

Harry walks over to me giving me the warmest, kindest hug, "Good to see you Y/N. How have you been?"

I hug him back feeling the muscles in his back as I slide my arms around him, "I'm good." I nod, "It's nice to have Jamie back home though. I don't know what I'd do without him."

Harry pulls away and holds both of my hands in his and brings them to his lips for a quick kiss. He looks at me with sympathy, a look I have gotten used to seeing this past year. Harry lets go of my hands and sits at the island.