Hired for Harry Styles (EDITING)

Chapter 47

Harry's POV

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"Would you like to stay here again tonight?" I asked, hoping for a yes.

We'd had a lovely evening, I'd bought some wraps and chicken and we'd had fun cooking fajitas. It was so exciting now that I knew she was on the same page as me and I could kiss her any time that I wanted. I don't know why I never gave this whole relationship thing a go.

"Yeah why not," she beamed and I instantly got horny now there was another possibility that we'd have sex again. "I mean I'm paying an excessive amount of money for a flat I practically don't live at at the moment, might as well not live there for another night!" She joked, referencing the fact that she never was at her own flat. She wasn't used to sleeping on her own so usually ended up with her family or at mine.

"Or we could have a sleepover at yours, maybe christen your bed while we're at it?" I teased, collecting the plates and getting up giving her a kiss on the cheek so she knew I was having a joke.

"Harry!" She exclaimed, her cheeks turning a rosy red colour. So innocent. "We could though! Change of scenery."

I don't know why but my place had always been the one we went to. I guess it was good in the sense that the media doesn't know where Grace lives on her own, I would not be comfortable with her being alone if that was the case.

"Let's do it. You need a new change of clothes anyway," I hinted at her outfit, half of it being mine.

"Do you want to go to mine so I can get changed then maybe go out for a drink at the pub," Grace asked sweetly and I smiled at her suggestion. I was excited to do normal things with her, our own ideas and trips we wanted to do, not ones that had been set up. I don't know why but having Grace by my side made me feel very normal, she grounded me a lot and I needed that. I'd not had a girlfriend since becoming famous and I think just having an little companion reminded me that my life can be as normal as I want it to be. I can go down the pub for a pint if I want to, I can go to the cinema, or out to eat, or out clubbing because who really was stopping me? A few tabloid headlines didn't scare me anymore.

"That sounds so fun let's do it," I jogged round and gave her another kiss on the cheek. She lent into my face and I wrapped my arms around her, trailing kisses down her face until I got to her neck where I perched my head. She smelt so good. We stayed like that for a while, me swaying back and fourth on my feet, just enjoying each others touch and warmth.

"Who would've thought, eh? Remember at the very start on the way to Thorpe park when you suggested we should try and be friends and I was just having none of it?" We both laughed at the memory, but both slightly embarrassed.

"You were so mean," she teased, placing a kiss to the side of my forehead.

"I know, I've never properly apologised for that, so, I'm sorry for being so horrible, Grace." I apologised seriously.

"It's alright. It all ended up working out in the end though didn't it."

"It did. Who would've thought we'd be here now," I smiled as we still held each other.

"I know it's amazing, it's mad to think that Harry Styles actually waited 4 months until he got in a girls pants. That must be a new record!" Grace bantered and I stood up in pretend offence.

"I can't believe you've just said that how dare you paint me out to be the sort to sleep around!" I joked along making us both laugh.

"Go on, go and get dressed and we'll drive over to mine," she eagerly tickled my belly with her arms outstretched and I took this as an opportunity to scoop her up from under her armpits and carry her light frame upstairs with me.