Colorful (H.S) | ✔️

13

You know how some girls are excited to see their man at night? How it's fun to sneak around?

I'm not sure that it's the right fit for me. I'm an anxious person. 

Harry is supposed to be here soon, and I'm rethinking this invite. He's coming into my home for goodness sakes. What if it's too poor for him?

The doorbell rings and I jump. I'm so nervous.

I look out the peephole and see the man himself. I smile apprehensively as I open the door. He pulls out a bouquet of sunflowers. 

"These are my favorite!" I gasp and take them. "Thank you!" I let him in while I grab a vase to put them in.

"I know!" He answers and follows me into the kitchen.

"How?" I ask mindlessly while looking for a damn vase. Where did they all go?

He doesn't respond, which causes me to look over at him. He sheepishly puts his hand around the back of his neck. "I-uh- might have stalked your Instagram."

That's the cutest shit I've ever heard.

"Oh wow, kinda creepy, no?" I play along.

"Stop," he smiles. "I'm sure you've done the same."

Now it's my turn to be embarrassed. "Actually no. I didn't want to know everything from the internet. I rather learn it from you."

"Fuck," he sighs. "You're so damn cute."

The blush reappears on my cheeks and I face away from him, pretending to look for the vase. 

He comes up behind me and hugs me. I jump, not expecting that. He rests his head on my shoulder and whispers, "I'm so lucky to have you."

I swear I could faint right then and there.

A very audible gasp comes from behind me.

Talk about bad timing.

We both whip around to see my little sister staring with a gaping mouth.

So much for being a secret. 

"Oh...my...GOD!" She squeals. "I knew it, the pictures, you acting strange, Audrey not coming over! I'm going to faint."

"Okay... sit down." I laugh nervously. She goes and plops down on the couch. "Fuck, she wasn't supposed to be back tonight."

We both walk out into the living room, keeping our distance. 

"Now slowly, explain what you mean." I look over to Lily.

"Hi," she says sheepishly to Harry. "I'm Lily, we met at the ice cream store." Harry nods. She then directs her attention to me. "I saw the photo of Harry carrying you! I thought it couldn't be true because why would Harry Styles be with you? No offense. Then I did some thinking. The night of the concert, you ran out the same time he stopped his set," she gestures to Harry. "I mean, it must have been the overwhelming soulmate sensation! Also, Audrey hasn't come over since that concert to help you match your clothes! Meaning you can see color!"

Wow, she's one smart cookie, 

Harry looks impressed and gives her a high five. I can tell that little gesture is enough to give her a whole heart attack. 

I throw him a disapproving look.

"Okay, well you're smarter than you look." Lily smirks at the given compliment. "Listen, you cannot tell anyone, including Audrey. No one can know. Do you understand?" I give her a death stare.

"I cannot BELIEVE your soulmate is Harry! You're the luckiest girl alive. Everyone must be so jealous!" She squeals. 

I clench my teeth, "Do you understand?"

"Yeah, yeah. I won't, sister swear." She assures me. Then she spits into her hand and I do the same. We shake twice.

Harry watches us with disgust. 

"What are you doing here anyway?" I question.

She shrugs. "I forgot something. Just came back to get it. Good luck I guess." Her eyes keep glancing over at my soulmate. 

"Haha, okay. Well get your shit and leave!" 

She flicks me off, gives a sweet smile to Harry, then runs upstairs.

"We're so exposed," I groan. 

Harry gives me a reassuring smile. "I don't think so. She could have exposed me at the ice cream store, but she didn't."

I roll my eyes at his innocence. "Yeah, but she'll do anything to annoy me."

Her thumping footsteps come downstairs again. She gives the most innocent smile to Harry. "Bye Harry! Bye ugly!" Just like that, she leaves.

"She's delightful," Harry chuckles. I playfully nudge him. "What's the plan for tonight?" He asks, smirking.

"Oh God Harry, I didn't mean I was ready to-" I nervously stammer.

I didn't mean to imply I was ready to have sex. I think it's a big step and once you do it there's no going back. I want to be sure. 

He begins to laugh. "Oh baby, I know. Don't worry."

Relief flushes over me. "I have a whole night planned! We have dinner my mom so graciously made, then we're going to bake cookies and watch movies, and if you're lucky you'll get a little kissy action." I pucker my lips and tease him. He grabs my cheeks and forces a kiss. "Excuse me, I said if you're lucky!" I pretend to be offended. 

The night was perfect.

Once it was late, I figured it would be best if we slept in my room. It's better than my mom catching us in the morning.

I was a little embarrassed to show my room. I had a full-sized bed, which is probably much smaller than he's used to.

I bite my lip as he takes the first look. 

His smirk has me confused.

"Smaller bed equals more cuddling," is his explanation. 

This man really has the best outlook on life. 

We get ready for bed. I go to the bathroom to perform to my nighttime routine. When I come out, Harry is stripped into only his boxers. 

His t-shirt and jeans are pooled on the floor. 

He notices my staring. "Oh sorry, I didn't know where to put it." He picks it up.

I go closer and grab the shirt. "May I?"

His frown turns into amusement. I walk back into the bathroom to change into it. 

I strut out, pretending to be on a runway. I fake confidence to hide the apprehension of future embarrassment. 

He looks up and his eyes darken. He walks closer until he's standing a foot away from me. 

"You look sexy." His eyes are almost black but his lips house a playful smile. 

Part of me is happy and proud that I have this effect on him, even as the plain Jane I am. 

The other part of me is seriously turned on.

This night may not be as innocent as I intended.