Enticing Charm

Harry's P.O.V. (The morning they watch the news.)

I stand there and read all of the stupid ass labels on the fucking shampoo and conditioner bottles.

Why the fuck are there so damn many kinds?

Or why couldn't she have been more specific? Holy shit! I finally decide on a purple bottle. Would she like purple? She better I've been here for forty fucking minutes. I grab some other shit as well as a TV. Bitch must be bored, right?

I pack all of the shit in to my car and drove back home, going straight to my room, ignoring the chicks just not leaving my garage from staying the night after passing out piss drunk....

The one who I hooked up with yells to me. The fuck does she want? Does she not see me clearly trying to avoid her? I shudder at the thought of the other night

Flashback

"Oh, fuck yeah!" Natalia or Natasha or Nina? Screams as I pound in to her. But this shit is getting me no where.

Looking down I take in her bare tits, trying to get off. But. Nothing. I go twice as fast, what the fuck is wrong with me? She screams louder and pulls her claws in to my shoulders, attempting to relieve the pressure. I mean yeah, I'm hard but I can't get myself to come.

"Harder, baby." She screams. God her voice is nasily. I shudder as her mouth attacks my neck. I push her shoulders down, not wanting her mouth on me.

What the fuck am I doing?! I can feel her clench on me as she comes..... I stop right away.

Pulling out and taking the condom off, wanting out flesh to not be in contact anymore. She reaches for me but I dodge her. That was god damn terrible... and shes not even ugly. Shes fucking smoldering, but for some reason I wasn't feeling it.

"God that was good." She breathes, pulling on her slutty clothes. I pull my boxers on, does she know I didn't come? God a girl like this would spread that shit everywhere.... damn. I curse under my breath.

"You better go." I snap as she comes behind me, wrapping her arms around me. I really hope this bitch didn't expect to stay the night. She scowles at me and I roll my eyes as she storms to the door.

"Bye, I guess." She mumbles, standing in the door way of my room. Just leave, holy shit!

"Bye, Olivia." I mumble.

I freeze.

What?!

End flashback

I ignore her as she practically stalks me to the front door. Woman just can not take a hint. I slam the door before she reaches it and go straight up to Olivia's room. Barging in, finding her still asleep.

"Harry?" She asks. Something turns in my body at her mouth saying my name..

"Hey, got your shit." I say, playing it off cool.

"You got me a TV?" She asks, sitting up in bed as I put the bag of the purple bottles on her bed. She sounds surprised. That irritates me slightly, like I'm a bad guy or something?!

"Well, yeah. You must be bored out of your fucking mind." I snap at her. I take the TV out of the box and put it on the dresser, tossing the directions to the side. Fuck those. "Hey can you hand me the cords in the box?" I ask her, remembering I needed them, turning around to face her I nearly lose my shit.

She stands there in her panties and T shirt.

Her skin is as golden as ever, she stands there nervously, why was she nervous? My eyes soak up the sexy woman in front of me. God is perfection is out there, shes the closest thing. I imagine myself pushing her back on the bed, taking those panties between my teeth and then pulling them down, her moaning my name like Natasha did last night as I pound in to her... I bet she's tight.

She pulls the shirt down to cover herself, unknowingly giving my eyes much better access to her cleavage. I stop and admire them and then look in to her pretty eyes... ..again with this 'pretty' shit?

I look away from her eyes, admiring her body again.

She was undoubtedly beautiful.

I watch as she scrambles for her pants, blush on her cheeks.

"No need to be embarrassed. You're gorgeous." Fuck! Did I just say that?! My voice is twelve fucking octaves above a boys voice, she seems taken back by my compliment. What the hell was with that?! Did she really think I was some pig, or didn't find her attractive? Not knowing what she means gets me pissed again. She hands the cords to me. "About damn time." I snap.

She frowns at me and goes to her bed, I feel bad but shut up.

And then she starts talking to me.

"This one time, my friend, Niall came over and he had this dog he found and we spent another night trying to convince my parents to let me keep him." She smiles at he memory and I listen intently as she moves to the next. "But I have this cousin and she has a farm and horses and goats and stuff and I spend my summers there, so one summer a few years ago we took the goats and put them all on leashes and got on her horses and went on a walk around her farm with he goats." She chatters away and I smile as I picture her horse back followed by the girl who must be her cousin.

She talks for a while. And I listen.

I don't know how or why, considering her memories are all really fucking strange and I usually never listen to chicks blab. But her voice was something wonderful and I wanted to hear her talk.

"You talk. A lot." I mumble once I finish setting up the TV.

"Well, you are rude. So there." I laugh, her and her proper speech again... I get up and find myself sitting next to her and handing her the remote. She clicks the news channel. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. I know there has been stuff on TV about her dissapearing.... I try to tell her no but she gets up and stands in front of the TV where her parents start talking.

Guilt like I have never felt before crashed over me.

Fuck...

She falls to her knees and the tears.. the damn tears... start falling as she balls. With out a fucking through I go to her, putting my hands on her hips, trying to .. hold? her. I lean there awkwardly as she sobs in to her palms. But she pushes me away and it feels like a slap to the face.

"Don't push me away!" I beg her, she slowly gets her feet and really starts to lose it, I wan't to make the hurt go away but I have no clue how as watch the broken girl stumble to her bed.

"Get the hell away from me!" She screams again, turning to me, I feel like I just got punched in the gut. It wasn't my fault she was here? Does she hate me!? Should I leave... I don't want her to hate me. I should but I don't. I can't collect my thoughts as she falls on to the bed and screams in to the pillow, pulling her hair in fists, her back heaves and she hiccups. I need to calm her down. Think you fucktard!

"Shh it's OK!" I say as convincing as I can manage, putting one hand on her hip, the other rubbing her back.

"How is it ever supposed to be OK?" She screams in to her pillow, shes really losing her shit. It feels raw though... I have never expected someone as poised as her to come undone... it's refreshing and depressing.

I shake my head, free the blanket, covering her before laying down next to her trembling body.

"it's alright. Pleas stop crying." I beg her, wanting to see her true colors on her pained face, I push her silky hair off of her face, her eyes are red but just as beautiful. But I can't find myself able to move my hand from her pretty skin.... She's damn beautiful. It hurts shes so beautiful even as she hiccups and tries to calm down shes beautiful.... But I don't want her to cry. I want her to smile a bright happy smile and tell me more of her shitty memories. "I promise it's going to be OK." I whisper... do I though?!

"Can you hold me please?" She whimpers and something stirs in me again. I nod, not knowing where my voice is as I take a hold of her small hips and pull that gorgeous body to my chest. She puts her head in my neck... it feels perfect. She smells good too. Like something sweet and happy. Fucked, I know..."Harry I wan't to go home." She whispers, her breath trickling on my skin make me have to squeeze my eyes shut.

""I know that, hun. I do. And if I could do something I swear I would." Hun? Oh god.... This is shit. I rub my hands down her back, wanting to feel her and am happy when her shirt rides up lightly. I put my hand son her hot skin, it's so soft... I clench and un clench my fingers... I want her skin pushed on mine... I have never felt this deranged and unhinged around a woman..."Why don't you try to sleep?" Hopefully she will let me stay... I just want her to let me hold her tighter. This girl is doing crazy shit to me. Her lips graze my burning skin and I gasp on accident. Something stirs again. Her lips are so incredibly soft..

"Will you stay here? I don't wan't to be alone, Harry." I nearly fall out of the bed. Fuck yes.

"Go to sleep." I tell her, wanting her to sleep, get out of her rut, wake up and let me hold her because she wants me to... not because she feels like she needs to be comforted.

But wait a fucking second...

Isn't that all this was? Did I really fucking think she would just wake up and we would kiss and I would what, date her? Is that what shes going to think? Shit...

The fact that I have no idea where this puts us scares the absolute shit out of me.

Notes

srry for the late update