
Unexpected
Chapter 20
Charlie’s POV:
I woke up the next morning before my alarm rang with a huge idiotic grin on my face. I was Harry Styles’ girlfriend. I bounced around underneath my comforter and let out a few little squeals of joy.
“S’matter with you?” Emma mumbles sleepily from her bed. I had forgotten I didn’t tell her about Harry and I yet because she was passed out before I came into the room last night. I jump out from my bed and hurl my body onto hers.
“Oomph! What the bloody hell was that for?!” She groans as I press all my weight on her back.
“Guess who kissed Harry Styles last night?” I feel her still underneath me before she leaps up and looks at me with crazy eyes and even crazier bed head.
“YOU DIDN’T.” A huge grin flashes across her face as I triumphantly nod my head up and down.
“And guess who is officially off the market?” I’m a little concerned when I see her expression drop, looking slightly like a zombie. I wave my hand in front of her blank face.
“Em?” Her eyes flutter closed and she pulls me in for a hard hug.
“I’m so happy for you.” She whispers and I can hear her voice tremble. I pull away to look at her with pinched brows.
“What’s wrong?” She shakes her head silently while she looks down at her hands folded in her lap.
“It’s just..I know how torn up you’ve been about Eric. Even though I didn’t know him, I despised him for what he did to you. I’m just happy you’ve found someone who makes you smile like that.” She pokes my cheek and I giggle as I grab her hands into mine.
“And also, he’s SO hot. Ohmygoodness, Charlie, it’s like staring into the sun.” I scoff and playfully slap her arm.
“Hey now! What about Niall?” She rolls her eyes before laying back down onto her bed, putting her arms behind her head.
“Oh, love, Niall is just as gorgeous. I was just stating a fact.” She winks at me and I laugh as I make my way to the bathroom to shower and get ready for the busy day. The boys have a mid-afternoon interview with a few local radio shows before their concert tonight.
After I shower, I decide my outfit should match my bubbly attitude, so I swap my regular jeans and a basic top for a short white sleeveless lace dress with a high collar and a skinny brown belt to cinch my waist. I put on my favorite pair of wedges and put my hair up in a messy bun, finishing the look off with some foundation and mascara.
There’s a knock at the door as I’m flipping through the t.v channels, waiting for Emma finish taking a shower and getting ready. I walk over to the door and swing it open, feeling my heart flutter as I see Harry leaning against the doorway.
“Hi,” I exhale as my insides melt from looking into his sparkling emerald stare. His mouth twists up into a crooked smile as he leans off of the doorway to grab me gently by the waist and place a tender kiss to my lips. I breathe in the scent of his cologne and fresh linen from his shirt.
“Good morning,” his raspy voice still slightly laced with sleep sends goosebumps up my arms. “I hope you slept well?” I nod as I kiss him again before walking over to my bed, kicking my heels off and flopping back down on the unmade sheets. He walks over and sits down next to me. I feel my skin start to heat up as he places his large palm on my bare thigh and rubs the inside of it with his thumb.
“Yep, you?” I say as I try not to focus on the tingling coming from underneath his touch.
“Mmm. Dreamt of you,” his eyes focus in on mine and I blush slightly, attempting to change the subject to avoid my face from getting any more red.
“So, did you say anything to the boys?” He shook his head and I sat back into my pillows, relieved that he kept his word.
“No, but Louis kind of figured out on his own,” he runs his fingers through his unruly hair before rubbing the back of his neck, “said my facial expressions gave it away last night when I went back to the room. But I swore him to secrecy.”
I smile and nod back. “It’s understandable. No need to apologize.”
“Did you tell Emma?” He nudges his head towards the off pitch singing coming from the bathroom and I giggle and shake my head.
“Yeah, but she won’t tell anyone either. Not even Niall. We both know how much of a big mouth he can be.” I roll my eyes and Harry laughs deep.
“That’s very true.” He agrees. “I just wanted to come by and say hi properly before we have to behave ourselves in front of the public.” He winks and squeezes my thigh and I yelp, bringing my hand up to punch him in the arm.
“Harry! I don’t think I’m the one that’s going to have the problem.”
“You’re probably right. I mean, have you seen yourself today, love?” He leans over and kisses my forehead.
“Beautiful.” His lips move down to kiss my cheek.
“Stunning.” Other cheek.
“Perfect.” Tip of my nose.
“And all mine.” His lips hover over mine as he breathes out the last word. I pull his chin in towards me and press our mouths together. I sigh into the kiss as my limbs lose feeling and their ability to function properly. I let go of his mouth and close my eyes, resting my forehead on his.
“You’re too sweet to me, Styles.” He chuckles and leans back to look at my flushed face.
“You deserve it.” I blush even harder as he traces my jaw with his thumb before getting up to stand next to the bed. “I should probably go so no one suspects anything.” He leans down and kisses my lips one more time, letting his mouth linger for as long as time allowed him to.
“Charlie, which pair of shorts should I-oh, hello there, Harry!” Harry leans up from his spot by my face and we both turn to see a beaming Emma leaning against the wall next to the bathroom.
“Hello, Emma.” He smiles before looking down at me. “I’ll see you in a bit, yeah?” I nod and he makes his way towards the door. Once it’s all the way closed, I let out a huge satisfied sigh and fall back into my pillows, stretching my arms by my side.
“Ugh, you two are so precious it kills me.” She pretends to stab herself in the heart and I giggle.
It was nice to be precious with someone again.
///
To my surprise, the day went by fairly quick. The boys did several interviews in the arena’s lobby at tables set up with equipment from a few major radio shows in the Miami area.
The only stressful part of the day had occurred when anonymous callers would ring in and ask Harry if he was currently seeing anyone. I was so relieved at how amazingly he handled the situation; didn’t even miss a beat when he said he was not romantically involved with anyone and was simply focusing on the music and making their new album.
I of course knew that statement was only slightly false as I would steal a kiss from him here and there when no one was near us. It was almost exhilarating to sneak around everyone else. Something I could definitely get used to.
It was fifteen minutes before the show and no one could find Harry. I radioed Paul and he said he had gone to the bathroom. My heart leapt and I tried to hide the smile plastered on my face as I jogged down the corridor to the bathroom and knocked lightly.
“Harry?” I peeked around the door and my breath caught as I saw him come from around the corner, a huge dimpled grin welcoming me. I walk into his open arms, swing mine around his neck and kiss him hard on his soft mouth. I know I said I wanted to take things slow, but it was almost impossible when his lips were so tantalizing.
“Now, I may be crazy, but I’m experiencing a slight bit of déjà vu..” I question and he pinches my sides, causing me to let out a loud laugh.
“I thought it was only necessary, seeing as how I never got to finish what you started that one day.” I watch as he leans down to kiss me again and I put my finger up to his mouth.
“I’m sorry, but I’m pretty sure YOU were the one who started it. Luring me into the bathroom, shutting off the lights-” I didn’t get to finish before Harry took my finger away and stuck it in between his lips, sucking lightly at the tip. His emerald stare blazing into my own as I feel my legs grow increasingly weak underneath me.
My mouth has gone dry as he continues to suck on my finger, tongue tracing the soft pad. He pulls it out with a slight pop before whispering to me, “You were saying, love?”
Damn.
It took me a second to remember where I was. I fluttered my eyes closed and swallowed hard as I attempted to calm my breathing.
“W-we should get back.” I look up into his eyes, trying to sound as convincing as possible. He smiles before he grabs both sides of my face, bringing my lips to his in a very passionate kiss. Our tongues swirled around each other and I thought my brain was going to leak out of my ears.
“It’s so hard to take things slow with you when you taste so good.” He sighs into my mouth, causing a ripple of goosebumps to appear across my body.
“Mmm..Harry, we really need to go.” I close my eyes as we rest our foreheads together. He stands back and runs his fingers through his hair before opening the door behind us, ushering me out.
“We’ll finish this later,” he growls into my ear and spanks my behind as I walk past him.
It was only the first day of being his girlfriend and I’m already about to lose my self-control.
I was doomed.
///
*the next night*
“Harry, I can’t see anything with this damn thing over my eyes. Can I please just take it off?” I whine as I cling on tightly to Harry’s solid biceps while I step out of the rental car and into the humid beach air.
“No, love. That’s the point of surprises. To be surprised. Now hush, we’re almost there.” I huff but follow along as he walks me towards the sound of the ocean. We randomly stop and I’m feeling around for him as he’s let go of my shoulders.
I jump as I feel hands cup the underside of my knee and lift my leg up, pulling my sandal off my foot. Once one sandal is off, the same hands lift my other leg and pull off the other sandal. I feel his body close to mine again and long fingers wrapping around both arms.
“Onward!” He says and I feel my feet sink into smooth sand. We trudge down the beach and he stops me.
“Okay, just stand there for just another second..no peeking..okay..hold on..almost..done!”
I feel him stand behind me and pull my blindfold off. I blink my eyes and look down at a blanket laid out with two brown paper bags lying on it. I look around and notice that we’re at the same private beach we came to our second day here. Harry jumps around in front of me with his arms out.
“I know how much you love the ocean, so I thought we could spend our last night here enjoying the second best view in Miami.” I look at him quizzically.
“Second best? What’s the first?” I see his smile widen at my question.
“You, of course, love.” He pecks a kiss to my cheek and I feel my stomach do a dance as he motions for me to sit down next to him.
“So I went down to the hotel kitchen earlier and asked if I could use their facility to whip something up for us. Being famous really has its perks.” He waggled his eyebrows at me as I pick up the paper bag sitting next to me.
“Before I went on the X Factor, I worked at a bakery, so I thought I’d check and make sure I was still any good at it.” I open the bag and a take a good long whiff of the delicious scents escaping.
“Oh my god, Harry,” I groan as my mouth starts to water.
“Hah. So far so good! I just made us some small fruit filled pastries, raspberry, blueberry, strawberry, peach.” He was naming off all the fruits as I began to dig in to the treats. I barely contained a moan as I bite into a peach filled pastry.
“Well, I guess it isn’t true what people say about celebrities having no other talents.” I smirk at Harry and he throws me a look of disbelief.
“Deep cut, Miss Cadigan.” I laugh as I pop another pastry in my mouth, raspberry. We sit in silence, taking in the beautiful sounds and sights of the ocean.
I glance over at him and I see that he’s leaned back on his hands, nose up in the air and his eyes are closed. His curls are whipping slowly in the wind and I become entranced by his sheer beauty. He opens his eyes to look out to the ocean but notices my stare and turns to face me.
“What are you thinking about?”
“How lucky I am.” His eyes don’t leave mine as he answers and I don’t have to ask what he means because I already know. He puts our trash in the bag he brought from the car and lays down on the blanket, motioning for me to follow.
I drop down beside him, laying on my side and pushing myself as close as I could to his hip. I laid my head in the crook of his arm and threw my arm around his waist. I closed my eyes as I listened to the crashing of the waves and feeling the slow rise and fall of Harry’s chest.
“Do you know what’s so weird?”
“Hmm..”
“It’s only been a day and it feels like it’s been months. It just.. feels so right. I can’t even explain it.” I draw random shapes on his thin button down shirt with my fingertips, feeling the warm skin underneath.
“I know. I don’t want to push you too far with anything because I know you’re still a bit shaken up from asshole, I mean Eric..” I laugh into his chest, “but I honestly can’t control myself around you. Even just today, I can’t count on my fingers and toes how many times I wanted to reach out and hug you or hold your hand, kiss you, make you laugh. Just be around you.”
My heart beat hard against my ribcage when I realized how much I too wanted to do that today. I just wanted Harry. To be near him. See that dimple deepen when he smiles. Feel his fingertips brush over mine. And only after a day? Was I crazy? Who knows.
“Thank you for this. It was very thoughtful of you.” I felt my chin being tipped up so my face was inches from his. Our eyes locked for a few seconds before his gaze lowered to my mouth.
“Like I said, you deserve it. I enjoy making you happy.” I smile as he closed the space between us and placed a light kiss to my lips, causing the butterflies in my stomach to awaken. We laid there in silence for almost ten minutes in each other’s arms, enjoying our last night at the beach.
I still found it so odd that this boy who I’d just met less than two months ago could have such an effect on me. And as much as it scared me a little bit, I didn’t want it to stop.
I woke up the next morning before my alarm rang with a huge idiotic grin on my face. I was Harry Styles’ girlfriend. I bounced around underneath my comforter and let out a few little squeals of joy.
“S’matter with you?” Emma mumbles sleepily from her bed. I had forgotten I didn’t tell her about Harry and I yet because she was passed out before I came into the room last night. I jump out from my bed and hurl my body onto hers.
“Oomph! What the bloody hell was that for?!” She groans as I press all my weight on her back.
“Guess who kissed Harry Styles last night?” I feel her still underneath me before she leaps up and looks at me with crazy eyes and even crazier bed head.
“YOU DIDN’T.” A huge grin flashes across her face as I triumphantly nod my head up and down.
“And guess who is officially off the market?” I’m a little concerned when I see her expression drop, looking slightly like a zombie. I wave my hand in front of her blank face.
“Em?” Her eyes flutter closed and she pulls me in for a hard hug.
“I’m so happy for you.” She whispers and I can hear her voice tremble. I pull away to look at her with pinched brows.
“What’s wrong?” She shakes her head silently while she looks down at her hands folded in her lap.
“It’s just..I know how torn up you’ve been about Eric. Even though I didn’t know him, I despised him for what he did to you. I’m just happy you’ve found someone who makes you smile like that.” She pokes my cheek and I giggle as I grab her hands into mine.
“And also, he’s SO hot. Ohmygoodness, Charlie, it’s like staring into the sun.” I scoff and playfully slap her arm.
“Hey now! What about Niall?” She rolls her eyes before laying back down onto her bed, putting her arms behind her head.
“Oh, love, Niall is just as gorgeous. I was just stating a fact.” She winks at me and I laugh as I make my way to the bathroom to shower and get ready for the busy day. The boys have a mid-afternoon interview with a few local radio shows before their concert tonight.
After I shower, I decide my outfit should match my bubbly attitude, so I swap my regular jeans and a basic top for a short white sleeveless lace dress with a high collar and a skinny brown belt to cinch my waist. I put on my favorite pair of wedges and put my hair up in a messy bun, finishing the look off with some foundation and mascara.
There’s a knock at the door as I’m flipping through the t.v channels, waiting for Emma finish taking a shower and getting ready. I walk over to the door and swing it open, feeling my heart flutter as I see Harry leaning against the doorway.
“Hi,” I exhale as my insides melt from looking into his sparkling emerald stare. His mouth twists up into a crooked smile as he leans off of the doorway to grab me gently by the waist and place a tender kiss to my lips. I breathe in the scent of his cologne and fresh linen from his shirt.
“Good morning,” his raspy voice still slightly laced with sleep sends goosebumps up my arms. “I hope you slept well?” I nod as I kiss him again before walking over to my bed, kicking my heels off and flopping back down on the unmade sheets. He walks over and sits down next to me. I feel my skin start to heat up as he places his large palm on my bare thigh and rubs the inside of it with his thumb.
“Yep, you?” I say as I try not to focus on the tingling coming from underneath his touch.
“Mmm. Dreamt of you,” his eyes focus in on mine and I blush slightly, attempting to change the subject to avoid my face from getting any more red.
“So, did you say anything to the boys?” He shook his head and I sat back into my pillows, relieved that he kept his word.
“No, but Louis kind of figured out on his own,” he runs his fingers through his unruly hair before rubbing the back of his neck, “said my facial expressions gave it away last night when I went back to the room. But I swore him to secrecy.”
I smile and nod back. “It’s understandable. No need to apologize.”
“Did you tell Emma?” He nudges his head towards the off pitch singing coming from the bathroom and I giggle and shake my head.
“Yeah, but she won’t tell anyone either. Not even Niall. We both know how much of a big mouth he can be.” I roll my eyes and Harry laughs deep.
“That’s very true.” He agrees. “I just wanted to come by and say hi properly before we have to behave ourselves in front of the public.” He winks and squeezes my thigh and I yelp, bringing my hand up to punch him in the arm.
“Harry! I don’t think I’m the one that’s going to have the problem.”
“You’re probably right. I mean, have you seen yourself today, love?” He leans over and kisses my forehead.
“Beautiful.” His lips move down to kiss my cheek.
“Stunning.” Other cheek.
“Perfect.” Tip of my nose.
“And all mine.” His lips hover over mine as he breathes out the last word. I pull his chin in towards me and press our mouths together. I sigh into the kiss as my limbs lose feeling and their ability to function properly. I let go of his mouth and close my eyes, resting my forehead on his.
“You’re too sweet to me, Styles.” He chuckles and leans back to look at my flushed face.
“You deserve it.” I blush even harder as he traces my jaw with his thumb before getting up to stand next to the bed. “I should probably go so no one suspects anything.” He leans down and kisses my lips one more time, letting his mouth linger for as long as time allowed him to.
“Charlie, which pair of shorts should I-oh, hello there, Harry!” Harry leans up from his spot by my face and we both turn to see a beaming Emma leaning against the wall next to the bathroom.
“Hello, Emma.” He smiles before looking down at me. “I’ll see you in a bit, yeah?” I nod and he makes his way towards the door. Once it’s all the way closed, I let out a huge satisfied sigh and fall back into my pillows, stretching my arms by my side.
“Ugh, you two are so precious it kills me.” She pretends to stab herself in the heart and I giggle.
It was nice to be precious with someone again.
///
To my surprise, the day went by fairly quick. The boys did several interviews in the arena’s lobby at tables set up with equipment from a few major radio shows in the Miami area.
The only stressful part of the day had occurred when anonymous callers would ring in and ask Harry if he was currently seeing anyone. I was so relieved at how amazingly he handled the situation; didn’t even miss a beat when he said he was not romantically involved with anyone and was simply focusing on the music and making their new album.
I of course knew that statement was only slightly false as I would steal a kiss from him here and there when no one was near us. It was almost exhilarating to sneak around everyone else. Something I could definitely get used to.
It was fifteen minutes before the show and no one could find Harry. I radioed Paul and he said he had gone to the bathroom. My heart leapt and I tried to hide the smile plastered on my face as I jogged down the corridor to the bathroom and knocked lightly.
“Harry?” I peeked around the door and my breath caught as I saw him come from around the corner, a huge dimpled grin welcoming me. I walk into his open arms, swing mine around his neck and kiss him hard on his soft mouth. I know I said I wanted to take things slow, but it was almost impossible when his lips were so tantalizing.
“Now, I may be crazy, but I’m experiencing a slight bit of déjà vu..” I question and he pinches my sides, causing me to let out a loud laugh.
“I thought it was only necessary, seeing as how I never got to finish what you started that one day.” I watch as he leans down to kiss me again and I put my finger up to his mouth.
“I’m sorry, but I’m pretty sure YOU were the one who started it. Luring me into the bathroom, shutting off the lights-” I didn’t get to finish before Harry took my finger away and stuck it in between his lips, sucking lightly at the tip. His emerald stare blazing into my own as I feel my legs grow increasingly weak underneath me.
My mouth has gone dry as he continues to suck on my finger, tongue tracing the soft pad. He pulls it out with a slight pop before whispering to me, “You were saying, love?”
Damn.
It took me a second to remember where I was. I fluttered my eyes closed and swallowed hard as I attempted to calm my breathing.
“W-we should get back.” I look up into his eyes, trying to sound as convincing as possible. He smiles before he grabs both sides of my face, bringing my lips to his in a very passionate kiss. Our tongues swirled around each other and I thought my brain was going to leak out of my ears.
“It’s so hard to take things slow with you when you taste so good.” He sighs into my mouth, causing a ripple of goosebumps to appear across my body.
“Mmm..Harry, we really need to go.” I close my eyes as we rest our foreheads together. He stands back and runs his fingers through his hair before opening the door behind us, ushering me out.
“We’ll finish this later,” he growls into my ear and spanks my behind as I walk past him.
It was only the first day of being his girlfriend and I’m already about to lose my self-control.
I was doomed.
///
*the next night*
“Harry, I can’t see anything with this damn thing over my eyes. Can I please just take it off?” I whine as I cling on tightly to Harry’s solid biceps while I step out of the rental car and into the humid beach air.
“No, love. That’s the point of surprises. To be surprised. Now hush, we’re almost there.” I huff but follow along as he walks me towards the sound of the ocean. We randomly stop and I’m feeling around for him as he’s let go of my shoulders.
I jump as I feel hands cup the underside of my knee and lift my leg up, pulling my sandal off my foot. Once one sandal is off, the same hands lift my other leg and pull off the other sandal. I feel his body close to mine again and long fingers wrapping around both arms.
“Onward!” He says and I feel my feet sink into smooth sand. We trudge down the beach and he stops me.
“Okay, just stand there for just another second..no peeking..okay..hold on..almost..done!”
I feel him stand behind me and pull my blindfold off. I blink my eyes and look down at a blanket laid out with two brown paper bags lying on it. I look around and notice that we’re at the same private beach we came to our second day here. Harry jumps around in front of me with his arms out.
“I know how much you love the ocean, so I thought we could spend our last night here enjoying the second best view in Miami.” I look at him quizzically.
“Second best? What’s the first?” I see his smile widen at my question.
“You, of course, love.” He pecks a kiss to my cheek and I feel my stomach do a dance as he motions for me to sit down next to him.
“So I went down to the hotel kitchen earlier and asked if I could use their facility to whip something up for us. Being famous really has its perks.” He waggled his eyebrows at me as I pick up the paper bag sitting next to me.
“Before I went on the X Factor, I worked at a bakery, so I thought I’d check and make sure I was still any good at it.” I open the bag and a take a good long whiff of the delicious scents escaping.
“Oh my god, Harry,” I groan as my mouth starts to water.
“Hah. So far so good! I just made us some small fruit filled pastries, raspberry, blueberry, strawberry, peach.” He was naming off all the fruits as I began to dig in to the treats. I barely contained a moan as I bite into a peach filled pastry.
“Well, I guess it isn’t true what people say about celebrities having no other talents.” I smirk at Harry and he throws me a look of disbelief.
“Deep cut, Miss Cadigan.” I laugh as I pop another pastry in my mouth, raspberry. We sit in silence, taking in the beautiful sounds and sights of the ocean.
I glance over at him and I see that he’s leaned back on his hands, nose up in the air and his eyes are closed. His curls are whipping slowly in the wind and I become entranced by his sheer beauty. He opens his eyes to look out to the ocean but notices my stare and turns to face me.
“What are you thinking about?”
“How lucky I am.” His eyes don’t leave mine as he answers and I don’t have to ask what he means because I already know. He puts our trash in the bag he brought from the car and lays down on the blanket, motioning for me to follow.
I drop down beside him, laying on my side and pushing myself as close as I could to his hip. I laid my head in the crook of his arm and threw my arm around his waist. I closed my eyes as I listened to the crashing of the waves and feeling the slow rise and fall of Harry’s chest.
“Do you know what’s so weird?”
“Hmm..”
“It’s only been a day and it feels like it’s been months. It just.. feels so right. I can’t even explain it.” I draw random shapes on his thin button down shirt with my fingertips, feeling the warm skin underneath.
“I know. I don’t want to push you too far with anything because I know you’re still a bit shaken up from asshole, I mean Eric..” I laugh into his chest, “but I honestly can’t control myself around you. Even just today, I can’t count on my fingers and toes how many times I wanted to reach out and hug you or hold your hand, kiss you, make you laugh. Just be around you.”
My heart beat hard against my ribcage when I realized how much I too wanted to do that today. I just wanted Harry. To be near him. See that dimple deepen when he smiles. Feel his fingertips brush over mine. And only after a day? Was I crazy? Who knows.
“Thank you for this. It was very thoughtful of you.” I felt my chin being tipped up so my face was inches from his. Our eyes locked for a few seconds before his gaze lowered to my mouth.
“Like I said, you deserve it. I enjoy making you happy.” I smile as he closed the space between us and placed a light kiss to my lips, causing the butterflies in my stomach to awaken. We laid there in silence for almost ten minutes in each other’s arms, enjoying our last night at the beach.
I still found it so odd that this boy who I’d just met less than two months ago could have such an effect on me. And as much as it scared me a little bit, I didn’t want it to stop.
Notes
Hiiiiii. Short chapter, I know. I'm half way through finals right now so I'm extra busy.This chapter has a lot of Harry-can't-keep-his-hands-to-himself-Styles in it. I was just in a mood where I wanted him to be all cute and shit.
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