Freak like Me (Harry Styles)

Three

A/n: Sorry for random updates but school is school y'all.

I definitely feel like a creep standing on this terrace waiting for Harry to come out. Of course I threw on the smallest bikini I own and lay out to 'sun bathe' while looking over my shoulder at his glass sliding door. The last time I saw him there he was shirtless and covered in sweat. It made me feel hot and bothered but nothing I can't take care of.

I haven't seen Harry in two days and the longer I don't see him the more frustrated I become.

"I forgot my file!" My mom enters the kitchen and swipes a folder. I look back inside and catch only a glimpse of her before she scurries away. "See you tonight for dinner!"

And a door slam. Nothing out of the normal.

I continue to sip on my drink.

"Hey." The Greek accent belonging to Alessandro. I jump in surprise.

"Alessandro, how did you know where I'm staying?" I try to sound polite but it might have come off a bit freaked out.

"I...Ah- I..." his breath pick up a bit as he looks at his feet. "Sorry it's just...you- uh... look good."

I realize I'm wearing a two piece I bought at a shop nearby.

"Thanks." I cross my robe over my chest.

"I actually saw you walking here this morning. I was going to ask you something but you were too far." His cheeks are rosy and he's obviously flustered. It's kind of adorable.

"Oh well, what's is it?"

"I was talking to my dad and-" his voice suddenly disappears when I look over to find Harry standing at his door in his workout clothes with his back to me. If only I was a bit higher I could see all of him but I can see more than enough right here.

He runs his fingers through his hair before pulling his shirt over his head. Every muscle in his back flexes as he bunches the shirt up and throws it.

My jaw is probably on the floor right now as I stare at Adonis himself.

He turns around to look outside before tucking his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts and pulling them down.

A fire sets off between my thighs at the day and view of his happy trail. I wish I could run my tongue down that trial.

Unfortunately for me I couldn't get the whole show at this angle.

"Caroline, did you hear me?" I'm brought to reality by Alessandro. "I said, it would be pretty fun if you came to work at the Gelato shop a few days when- whenever you're bored or something."

"That would be fun! Can you give me a second?" I raise a finger and walk towards the door.

He leaves a bit confused but I'm not very concerned.

Outside of the hotel rooms is just an ally that leads to the rooms so I walk next door and knock. This is it....this is....what is this? What am I even going to say!?

Harry opens the door in only a towel. A cross hangs from his neck between his tattoos and his towel ride low on his waist. The happy trail i long to see up so close I can touch it.

I realize again that I'm staring and look back to his emerald eyes.

"Caroline, what can I help you with?" He smiles that perfect smile only making my heart flutter.

"Do you have drinks? Champagne?" The words leave my mouth before I could do think.

Harry looks a bit shocked at my question. "You drink?"