PLEASE READ: So this chapter happens back in the day, after Charlotte and Will start dating. This is my favourite chapter so far so please tell me what you think xx
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I used my cellphone to illuminate the ground in front of me. The clouds were blocking the light from the stars and the moon, so I was basically walking around blind in the middle of the night. The government should really start getting on that whole streetlamps thing. I squinted my eyes to get a better view of the houses lined up along my right and left. I could make out large, dark shadows and cascading trees, but nothing definable. I walked up and down the familiar street a few times before stopping abruptly. This was useless. I began punching numbers into my cellphone and glanced as the picture of Harry's face graced my screen. I crossed one arm in front of my chest as the other held the cellphone up to my ear. I waited patiently to hear his husky morning voice on the other end. I began to tap my foot when I heard him start to speak.
"Charlotte?" He asked bewildered. "You know what time it is, don't you? Is this a booty call situation, because I thought I made the rules clear...no weeken-"
"No you idiot, I'm walking around like a chicken with my head cut off out here. Where is your house?" I demanded into the phone.
"Are you here?" I could hear the surprise in his voice as well as the shuffling of his bed covers as he assumedly made his way out of bed.
"Well I'm somewhere on your street, I'm just not quite sure where," I explained as I looked around again trying to pinpoint my location. "Could you just turn on a light or something so I can find it?"
"Yeah," he continued. I could make out the slight squeak of his bedroom floor, when I saw a bright white light turn on in the house beside me. I knew I was at the right place.
I hung up and shut my phone without saying goodbye. I would see him in a few minutes anyway. He would forgive me. I rushed around to the side of the house and waited silently for Harry to let me in. I peered through the slide door when the appearance of a tall, lanky person on the other side took me by surprise. I stumbled back and fell backwards onto the grass.
"Still making people fall for me, Styles' still got it."
I rolled my eyes as I reached forward for him to grab my hand.
"Styles still refers to himself in the third person." I said wiping my hands on my worn in jeans. "What took you so long anyway?"
"You know I don't sleep in clothes, man was made naked and that is how I will live," he joked with a smile forming on his lips.
I looked down and noticed he was only wearing a pair of black boxers. He must have put them on before coming downstairs. How considerate. I could feel my face burn as my eyes diverted to his lower region. Hey, I'm only human.
We walked through the kitchen in order to get to the stairs. The halls were almost as dark as the outside. We were about to turn the corner to the stairs when I heard a strange noise coming from behind the wall.
"Is Gemma home?" I asked hopefully.
I felt a sudden knock on my body as it was thrust against the wall next to the refrigerator. A hand covered my mouth and I felt Harry's body push up against mine. I looked up to his face and he held a finger over his mouth. I looked puzzled at him. My cold arms were warming up in this little cuddle, making me relax more to his touch.
"I'm not supposed to have people over in the middle of the night anymore," he whispered into my ear. "Don't you remember last time?"
I thought back to a few weeks ago. It was Harry's 15th birthday, and I wanted to be the first to wish him a happy birthday. So I waited outside his house until midnight struck. I started to climb the trellis outside of his window, when a group of police officers stopped me dead in my tracks. The flashing red and blue lights shone over my face as I tried to explain the situation. Eventually the entire Styles family walked out of the house, and subsequently grounded Harry for allowing me to sneak in. I did feel bad, but at least I was the first to see him.
