Violet [Harry Styles]

Chapter Twenty Nine

V I O L E T

"Sneaking into his room?!"

"Oh yeah!"

"Elle, are you out of your mind?" I shouted and she smirked.

"No. Look, if you want to figure him out, all you have to do is go to his room." I thought about it, what's the worst the could happen?

Get caught by him or his mother. He gets mad and never talks to me again, or I can be careful and run out quickly.

"Vio, you're just steps away from his room. His life."

I sighed, I have to. "Let's go." 

We jumped out of my room and entered his room. It was dark so I went and turned on the lights, his room is so amazing just describes him. Elle ran to me and turned off the lights immediately. "Are you stupid?"

"What? Why?" I asked her confused.

"What if he came and saw his room lit up?" Wow, she has a point.

"Well, how are we gonna see in the dark?"

"I have two Flashlights." She got it out of her bag, and I didn't ask her where the heck did she get it from.

"I'll search here and you search in his closet, okay?" I nodded and turned on the torch. I headed to the closet and got inside. 

It smells like him, his strong manly scent. And, his room is amazing painted in dark blue and a few posters are hanging on the wall.

What an artist.

He is stylish too, but he has a lot of plain white and black t-shirts and ripped skinny jeans. I smiled when I saw the shirt he bought when I was with him, it reminds me of what happened between us back then.

Flashback

"Hey Vio, c-can we enter this shop?" We were walking around the mall bored, then Harry stopped walking and pointed at a shop. It was for men wear. "I-I think I can find a good shirt here to w-wear."

"Sure, let's go."

I was a bit shy because I was the only girl in the shop, but I was happy that Harry was taking my opinion on the shirts he chose. I glanced up and there was a boy smirking at me, I quickly looked down and turned around. 

"I'll wait outside, Harry," I said and he frowned.

"W-why? What's wron-" He stopped in his mid-sentence and looked behind me. I felt him tense, I put my hands on his shoulder and smiled.

"I'll stay. I'll wait for you here to see you in this shirt after you change," I said and he nodded smiling. 

I waited for him, then I heard him calling my name. I knocked on the door, but he didn't reply. Then he opened the door, "Can you hand me the other one, please?" 

"Yeah sure!" 

I went to get him the other shirt and when I went to open the door, he was shirtless. Oh god, it's heaven in here. His abs and everything are so... hot. I was paralyzed by him. My eyes went wide and I turned around embarrassed. 

"I'm sorry fo-" 

"It's okay." I felt the heat in my cheeks. I handed him the shirt.

"Thanks, Violet," Harry said chuckling. 

I smiled to myself, "No problem." After he bought the shirt and we were headed to his car, I couldn't take the picture of him shirtless out of my mind. And, his tattoos. I never knew he had tattoos, he always wore t-shirts or shirts with sleeves and never showed them.

The two birds at his collarbone, the butterfly and more... I can't help it but wonder what do they mean. Maybe when he trust me enough he will tell me.

"Violet, did you find anything?" I zoned out hearing Elle's voice from behind. I sighed and turned around. 

"No." I walked towards her, but I stumbled over a big box. 

"What's this?" She asked raising her eyebrows.

"I don't know." I set the torch aside and sat on my knees. Elle followed me and did the same, I got the box in front of us to see what is it.

"Look," Elle pointed at the right side of the box. "It has a 'V' letter written on it."

"What does it mean?" I asked and she hit my head.

"Aw, that hurts. Why the heck did you hit me?"

"Are you an idiot?" I raised my eyebrows. "Oh, and I thought you were the smart one." I rolled my eyes.

"It stands for Violet. I'm sure of that."

"Of course not."

"Well, why don't we find that out by ourselves?"

"How? It's closed."

"I have a knife." She got it out of her leather jacket pocket. My eyes went wide.

"Why?"

"For emergencies like this." 

"No, I won't open the box. Maybe it's something private." She didn't listen to me and stood up with the box trying to open it. I chased her to get the box before it's ripped open, and that's what happened. The closet was filled with paper. But not any paper.

My eyes went wide and Elle's jaw almost hit the floor.

"Is... I-Is that you?" Elle stuttered. And we both gasped when the light turned on.

I looked at the door and Harry was standing there with his eyes wide open just like us. "Oh my god, this can't be good," Elle said.

"Oh my god, this can't be good," Elle said.

"I-I can explain," I was so scared and nervous. He ran to us and kneeled down on the floor to collect his artwork and sketches from the floor. 

Elle left us both and I kneeled down to help him, but I couldn't help it but look at his work.

His sketches and artwork of me.

Sorry, if it's boring, but I wonder what will happen in the next chapter. Can you guess?

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