Never Look Away
Chapter 22: Stop Staring at me Styles
Carly’s POV
“I’m sorry for using you as an excuse.” I pulled my knees towards my body as I sat on the curb next to Liam. He sighed and scooted a little closer to me.
“It’s okay.” He bumped my shoulder gently. “What was all that about anyways?”
“I’m not allowed to say. I’m sorry, it’s just a personal thing.” I looked up at him as confusion took over his features. “It’s nothing serious, it’s just that I was asked not to say.”
“Oh, I understand that.” He nodded and looked out at the empty seats.
“So, what’re we going to do? Do you mind hanging out with me today, and be honest?” I wrapped my arms around my knees and looked up at him.
“Of course not, Missy! We can work out if you want but to be honest, if you lose any more weight you probably wont fit your clothes.” He stood up and extended his hand out for me.
“You're probably right.” I grabbed his hand and stood up before wiping the back of my pants to make sure they were clean. “So, what are we going to do today, Bubba?”
“I don’t know yet, lets walk around and try to get an idea.” Liam shrugged draping his arm around my shoulders.
I snaked my arm around his waist as we walked toward the stage. We passed Louis and Zayn who were skating next to the bus. I saw Paul walking toward us with his phone to his ear. When he was close to us, he looked at Liam and grabbed his forearm, gently pulling him in the direction Paul was walking. I followed them back to the pop-up and sat on the ground as Paul’s voice became strained.
“You’re the one who messed up, not us!” He pulled the phone away and hung up before slipping it into his back pocket. “Liam, we have a meet&greet in 2 hours. Nobody wrote it on today’s schedule so it slipped everyone’s mind.”
“Okay, what can I do?” Liam asked, pulling his phone from his front pocket.
“Will you please call Niall or Harry and ask them to come back? I need to go make sure the room is set up.” Paul looked extremely stressed, like worse than usual.
“Sure and I’ll get the rest of the guys to get showered and ready.” Liam offered scrolling through his phone.
“Thanks Liam, you're a life saver.” Paul breath a sigh of relief as he walked away.
“I’ll call Harry and you call Niall.” I offered with a smile, Liam nodded slightly so I slipped my phone from my back pocket and unlocked it.
Harry’s POV
There was a soft knock on the bathroom door while I stood under that water in the shower. I heard the door open slightly and I turned around.
“Hey babe, can I come in and brush my teeth?” Carly’s voice was quiet as if she was nervous.
“Yea, of course.” I answered back to her.
I watched through the cloudy shower curtain as the door opened and then closed quickly after she slipped into the room. She stood at the sink looking at herself in the mirror. I was ready to get out so I turned the water off and tried to get most of the water out of my hair before pulling the shower curtain back slightly to see her looking for her toothbrush. From where I was standing, I couldn’t reach my towel without stepping out of the shower.
“Can you hand me my towel please?” I asked pointing to the dark purple towel sitting next to her.
She stopped looking for her toothbrush and grabbed it for me. I smiled as she handed it to me. I took it from her hand and wrapped it round my waist while she went back to finding her toothbrush. My eyes wandered the length of her body as I stepped out of the shower.
“Stop staring at me, Styles.” She mumbled as she brushed her teeth.
“But you look so good.” I stood behind her, almost pressing my body against hers while I set my hands on her hips.
“I’m brushing my teeth.” She laughed spitting out the extra foam.
“You're still sexy.” I took my left hand from her hip and gently moved her hair off her right shoulder.
“Whatever you say.” She didn't believe me but I felt her breath stutter as my lips pressed against her neck. “H-Harry, I need to spit.”
I laughed, letting her spit and rinse her mouth out. I held her hair back for her as she did so. When she stood up and turned around, I looked down at her with a smile.
Carly’s POV
I set my hands on his bare chest as his landed on my hips. My fingers outlined his tattoos, pushing the water droplets as I did so. Our lips met in sweet kiss as one of his hands rested on the counter and the other hooked under my thigh. He lifted me up gently and set me on the counter in one swift move. When our lips pulled apart, I looked into his darkening eyes. I scooted to the edge of the counter, so our hips were touching. He stepped back a little bit so I could stand. His long fingers reached for the button on my pants and he undid them quickly while I helped him by stepping out of them.
“I’m sorry for using you as an excuse.” I pulled my knees towards my body as I sat on the curb next to Liam. He sighed and scooted a little closer to me.
“It’s okay.” He bumped my shoulder gently. “What was all that about anyways?”
“I’m not allowed to say. I’m sorry, it’s just a personal thing.” I looked up at him as confusion took over his features. “It’s nothing serious, it’s just that I was asked not to say.”
“Oh, I understand that.” He nodded and looked out at the empty seats.
“So, what’re we going to do? Do you mind hanging out with me today, and be honest?” I wrapped my arms around my knees and looked up at him.
“Of course not, Missy! We can work out if you want but to be honest, if you lose any more weight you probably wont fit your clothes.” He stood up and extended his hand out for me.
“You're probably right.” I grabbed his hand and stood up before wiping the back of my pants to make sure they were clean. “So, what are we going to do today, Bubba?”
“I don’t know yet, lets walk around and try to get an idea.” Liam shrugged draping his arm around my shoulders.
I snaked my arm around his waist as we walked toward the stage. We passed Louis and Zayn who were skating next to the bus. I saw Paul walking toward us with his phone to his ear. When he was close to us, he looked at Liam and grabbed his forearm, gently pulling him in the direction Paul was walking. I followed them back to the pop-up and sat on the ground as Paul’s voice became strained.
“You’re the one who messed up, not us!” He pulled the phone away and hung up before slipping it into his back pocket. “Liam, we have a meet&greet in 2 hours. Nobody wrote it on today’s schedule so it slipped everyone’s mind.”
“Okay, what can I do?” Liam asked, pulling his phone from his front pocket.
“Will you please call Niall or Harry and ask them to come back? I need to go make sure the room is set up.” Paul looked extremely stressed, like worse than usual.
“Sure and I’ll get the rest of the guys to get showered and ready.” Liam offered scrolling through his phone.
“Thanks Liam, you're a life saver.” Paul breath a sigh of relief as he walked away.
“I’ll call Harry and you call Niall.” I offered with a smile, Liam nodded slightly so I slipped my phone from my back pocket and unlocked it.
Harry’s POV
There was a soft knock on the bathroom door while I stood under that water in the shower. I heard the door open slightly and I turned around.
“Hey babe, can I come in and brush my teeth?” Carly’s voice was quiet as if she was nervous.
“Yea, of course.” I answered back to her.
I watched through the cloudy shower curtain as the door opened and then closed quickly after she slipped into the room. She stood at the sink looking at herself in the mirror. I was ready to get out so I turned the water off and tried to get most of the water out of my hair before pulling the shower curtain back slightly to see her looking for her toothbrush. From where I was standing, I couldn’t reach my towel without stepping out of the shower.
“Can you hand me my towel please?” I asked pointing to the dark purple towel sitting next to her.
She stopped looking for her toothbrush and grabbed it for me. I smiled as she handed it to me. I took it from her hand and wrapped it round my waist while she went back to finding her toothbrush. My eyes wandered the length of her body as I stepped out of the shower.
“Stop staring at me, Styles.” She mumbled as she brushed her teeth.
“But you look so good.” I stood behind her, almost pressing my body against hers while I set my hands on her hips.
“I’m brushing my teeth.” She laughed spitting out the extra foam.
“You're still sexy.” I took my left hand from her hip and gently moved her hair off her right shoulder.
“Whatever you say.” She didn't believe me but I felt her breath stutter as my lips pressed against her neck. “H-Harry, I need to spit.”
I laughed, letting her spit and rinse her mouth out. I held her hair back for her as she did so. When she stood up and turned around, I looked down at her with a smile.
Carly’s POV
I set my hands on his bare chest as his landed on my hips. My fingers outlined his tattoos, pushing the water droplets as I did so. Our lips met in sweet kiss as one of his hands rested on the counter and the other hooked under my thigh. He lifted me up gently and set me on the counter in one swift move. When our lips pulled apart, I looked into his darkening eyes. I scooted to the edge of the counter, so our hips were touching. He stepped back a little bit so I could stand. His long fingers reached for the button on my pants and he undid them quickly while I helped him by stepping out of them.
Thanks so much! Loved both stories! And yeah I've been writing but I had to stop because of school and all the work.
8/24/13