Imagine
~005~
Olivia’s POV
I walked towards the bathroom, imagining the worst. For it to be broken and dirty with hair all over it. In reality it was pretty clean, with fresh towels, shampoo, body wash and conditioner. I sighed as I looked at my reflection. I looked like I’ve went through hell. Placing the flannel on the sinks counter.
Red marks on my arms, the dark circles of my eyes were at their worst than ever. The dress what was once a bright red was now dirty with dust and my feet were disgusting. I reached for the back to unzip the dress, to not being able to find it. I turned around so my back would be facing the mirror to see that the little handle had broken off.
Great.
I tried opening it myself but it wasn’t working out so far. I’m gonna have to ask Harry.. I let a shaky breath out before opening the door. There I saw Harry was now on his new phone he bought earlier at the gas station.
His face showed an angered expression as per usual. As he typed away I just watched him.
“Why don’t I hear the water running?”
He said no bothering to look up from his screen.
"I can’t get the dress off.. I need your help..” I whispered waited for his outburst.
“Jesus Christ Olivia.”
He stood up and walked towards me. He pushed the door open an turned me around. I was facing the shower curtain but I could still see what he was doing by the side mirror.
His brows furrowed as he as he looked at the zipper with concentration. In what felt like forever, the zipper went down allowing the dress slowing slip off my petite figure. I gripped the dress so it would drop completely revealing my breasts.
I looked to the side to see Harry facial expression had changed in a way like it was angry but yet at the same time wasn’t.
I turned around and made eye contact with him.
“Thank you..” I said softly
Harry stayed still as he still looked at me with a plain expression. I stayed quiet and just continued to watch him. His hand slowly made it’s way to touch my cheek. I closed my eyes as I took in the moment.
His thumb softly caressed my cheek making my breath hitch. His hand slowly went to my hair pushing it to the side revealing my neck. He stepped closer our faces only a couple centimeters apart.
One hand had stayed at waist while the other one grabbing my jaw softly his finger making its way to touch my bottom lip. Staying there for a bit.
I licked my lips as I stared at Harry accidentally touching making contact with his finger.
“W-what are you doing Harry..?” I asked finally finding my voice
With that Harry instantly snapped out of his trance came to realize what he was doing. His anger expression making a come back replacing his calm one. He instantly walked out of the bathroom slamming the door making the whole room rattle.
I stood still in shock as I took in what had just occurred. I looked at the mirror to see my eyes were glossy. They weren’t the usual light blue now they were a dark gloomy blue color.
I let out a sigh before letting go of the dress and proceeded to remove my underwear. I took off my mini hoops and set them on the desk.
I turned on the shower head to let the water run.
Once up to my liking I stepped inside. Letting the hot water overtake my body.
I reached for the shampoo that was provided squirting some on my hand then began washing my grey hair with it. Then rinsed my hair, reaching for the body wash and began cleaning my body.
I let my thoughts drift to what had occurred earlier. Harry’s fingers on my lips. His eyes watching me intensely making me shiver. I’ve never really gave myself time to notice how attractive he was considering I was always fighting with him.
I rinsed my body then reaching for conditioner putting some on my hair using my fingers to brush it threw. I turned off the water and stepped out.
I reached for a towel to dry myself off. Using the same towel to dry my hair, I began leaning to start changing. I come notice that I never brought any of my cloths in besides the flannel everything was outside on the bed..
Great.
I’m gonna have to face Harry once again. I grabbed my dirty clothes and put them in a little pile in the corner. I slipped on the flannel buttoning it up completely.
Looking at my reflection I come to realize I looked like I was intentionally trying to seduce him dressed like this. Reaching for my little hoops putting them on, reached for the door handle and opened the door to peek there I saw Harry was sound asleep on the sofa.
Geez even in his sleep, he slept angry. With his eyebrows furrowed, his lips frowning a little, his arms were crossed on his chest.
I smiled softly, I opened the door walking quickly to my pile of clothes on the bed. Trying to make as little noise as possible I began slipping on my underwear, along with the pair of shorts I pulled the zipper and buttoned it up.
I turn around to see he was still sound asleep. I began unbuttoning the flannel from the top beginning to show the outline of my breasts. Reaching for my bra, I let the flannel slide off having my torso being exposed. My back was towards Harry, I began sliding on my bra, trying to clip it on from the back but clearly struggling.
“Need help?”
I felt my eyes go wide. I stopped my movements to look over my shoulder and well enough there was Harry slowly sitting up from the sofa looking at me with his hands on his chest. Making eye contact with him made me nervous.
I stayed silent as I processed what he had asked me. I felt the bed squeak as if someone, it squeaked a couple times before it stopped feeling a presence behind me. Feeling hot breath on my exposed back giving me goosebumps.
I felt Harry caressed my cold back with his hand. Moving my hair to the side, he grabbed the straps and clipped it. Harry’s hands leaving my back, I released a breath out with out realizing I was holding in.
“Are you done with the bathroom?”
“Y-yea” I said as I still faced the wall. I could bring myself to face him. I heard him get off the bed and into the bathroom shutting it.
Grabbing the crop top and slid it on, I began looking around to find any deodorants. Luckily they were on the bed side. I applied some under my armpits. I slipped on my socks then grabbing the shoes Harry had bought me.
The bathroom door opened I looked up to see Harry walk out with only a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was dripping drops of water landing on his muscular arms. I felt my mouth drop as I took in the sight in front of me.
I had a clear view of his fully tatted body, just swirls and swirls of black ink never ending.
“Why not take a picture it lasts longer” Harry said interrupting my thoughts.
I rolled my eyes, earning a chuckle from him.
"Don't flatter yourself Styles.." I said
I got down on my knee to tie my shoes. Reaching for the flannel I walked to the bathroom to see how I looked. Well I’m not gonna lie my mother had a good sense of style. Putting on the flannel to see it was long enough to cover my butt. I rolled the sleeves up a little, using my fingers I began bringing my hair up in a ponytail leaving two pieces of hair loose. I smiled at my ‘look’ and walked out. I sat on the bed to see Harry already changed and was on the phone.
“Are you going to tell me where you are taking me?” I asked breaking the silence
“Olivia. Please stop talking.” Harry said
He proceeded to laid down on the bed. I looked at him and felt my anger bubble up ready to explode.
“You won’t tell who’s trying to kill me. You won’t tell me where you're taking me. Do you even know anything.” I exclaimed as I stood up
Harry clenched his jaw as he watched my little outburst unravel.
“I can’t fucking tell you because your father ordered me not to.”
“Tu estás lleno de mierda!”
(You are full of shit)
“Fine don’t believe me then spoiled brat.”
“I am not a fucking brat! You are the one over here acting all high an mighty! I bet if it wasn’t for my fucking father you would of let them kill me!?”
“At least you are right about something” he mumbled making me look at him with even more anger.
“Might as well let them kill me since I’m not important to my OWN family!”
“Olivia don’t be ridiculous. Sit down and shut up”
“No I won’t. Just shoot me. You already do not like me you can just claim I was killed by the men chasing me. Boom and you are done”
“Olivia Shut the fuck up and sit your ass down.”
“NO!” I yelled beginning to walking towards the door.
Harry stood up instantly taking 3 steps, grabbing my hand and slamming me against the door. I yelped in pain as closed my eyes feeling the similar pain I’ve gotten so used to.
“Don’t you fucking dare stepping out of this room. Do I make myself clear”
I looked at Harry with pure anger. I instantly began hitting him with my fists. Harry trying to grab a hold of my fists and planted them on top of my head.
“Let. Me. Go” I said clenching my jaw.
“No, not until you’ve calmed down.”
“I-”
Harry’s phone began ringing shutting me instantly. Well as well with Harry’s intense glare telling me to be quiet. Using his free hand to grab his phone from his front pocket.
“Styles.
We stopped at a motel for 2 hours.
What do you mean not take her there.
I’m already 3 hours away from getting ther- Ok.
See you soon.”
The call ended, Harry let go of my wrists as he began grabbing our stuff.
“What are you doing.”
”We are leaving right now, change in plans.” He said as grabbing my duffel bag and chucking it at me. I caught it as held it as I watched him.
“Where are we going now?”
“Mexico”
Was all he said before opening the door, me following close behind me. Getting to the car opening it and sliding in. Turning on the engine backing out and driving off.
I walked towards the bathroom, imagining the worst. For it to be broken and dirty with hair all over it. In reality it was pretty clean, with fresh towels, shampoo, body wash and conditioner. I sighed as I looked at my reflection. I looked like I’ve went through hell. Placing the flannel on the sinks counter.
Red marks on my arms, the dark circles of my eyes were at their worst than ever. The dress what was once a bright red was now dirty with dust and my feet were disgusting. I reached for the back to unzip the dress, to not being able to find it. I turned around so my back would be facing the mirror to see that the little handle had broken off.
Great.
I tried opening it myself but it wasn’t working out so far. I’m gonna have to ask Harry.. I let a shaky breath out before opening the door. There I saw Harry was now on his new phone he bought earlier at the gas station.
His face showed an angered expression as per usual. As he typed away I just watched him.
“Why don’t I hear the water running?”
He said no bothering to look up from his screen.
"I can’t get the dress off.. I need your help..” I whispered waited for his outburst.
“Jesus Christ Olivia.”
He stood up and walked towards me. He pushed the door open an turned me around. I was facing the shower curtain but I could still see what he was doing by the side mirror.
His brows furrowed as he as he looked at the zipper with concentration. In what felt like forever, the zipper went down allowing the dress slowing slip off my petite figure. I gripped the dress so it would drop completely revealing my breasts.
I looked to the side to see Harry facial expression had changed in a way like it was angry but yet at the same time wasn’t.
I turned around and made eye contact with him.
“Thank you..” I said softly
Harry stayed still as he still looked at me with a plain expression. I stayed quiet and just continued to watch him. His hand slowly made it’s way to touch my cheek. I closed my eyes as I took in the moment.
His thumb softly caressed my cheek making my breath hitch. His hand slowly went to my hair pushing it to the side revealing my neck. He stepped closer our faces only a couple centimeters apart.
One hand had stayed at waist while the other one grabbing my jaw softly his finger making its way to touch my bottom lip. Staying there for a bit.
I licked my lips as I stared at Harry accidentally touching making contact with his finger.
“W-what are you doing Harry..?” I asked finally finding my voice
With that Harry instantly snapped out of his trance came to realize what he was doing. His anger expression making a come back replacing his calm one. He instantly walked out of the bathroom slamming the door making the whole room rattle.
I stood still in shock as I took in what had just occurred. I looked at the mirror to see my eyes were glossy. They weren’t the usual light blue now they were a dark gloomy blue color.
I let out a sigh before letting go of the dress and proceeded to remove my underwear. I took off my mini hoops and set them on the desk.
I turned on the shower head to let the water run.
Once up to my liking I stepped inside. Letting the hot water overtake my body.
I reached for the shampoo that was provided squirting some on my hand then began washing my grey hair with it. Then rinsed my hair, reaching for the body wash and began cleaning my body.
I let my thoughts drift to what had occurred earlier. Harry’s fingers on my lips. His eyes watching me intensely making me shiver. I’ve never really gave myself time to notice how attractive he was considering I was always fighting with him.
I rinsed my body then reaching for conditioner putting some on my hair using my fingers to brush it threw. I turned off the water and stepped out.
I reached for a towel to dry myself off. Using the same towel to dry my hair, I began leaning to start changing. I come notice that I never brought any of my cloths in besides the flannel everything was outside on the bed..
Great.
I’m gonna have to face Harry once again. I grabbed my dirty clothes and put them in a little pile in the corner. I slipped on the flannel buttoning it up completely.
Looking at my reflection I come to realize I looked like I was intentionally trying to seduce him dressed like this. Reaching for my little hoops putting them on, reached for the door handle and opened the door to peek there I saw Harry was sound asleep on the sofa.
Geez even in his sleep, he slept angry. With his eyebrows furrowed, his lips frowning a little, his arms were crossed on his chest.
I smiled softly, I opened the door walking quickly to my pile of clothes on the bed. Trying to make as little noise as possible I began slipping on my underwear, along with the pair of shorts I pulled the zipper and buttoned it up.
I turn around to see he was still sound asleep. I began unbuttoning the flannel from the top beginning to show the outline of my breasts. Reaching for my bra, I let the flannel slide off having my torso being exposed. My back was towards Harry, I began sliding on my bra, trying to clip it on from the back but clearly struggling.
“Need help?”
I felt my eyes go wide. I stopped my movements to look over my shoulder and well enough there was Harry slowly sitting up from the sofa looking at me with his hands on his chest. Making eye contact with him made me nervous.
I stayed silent as I processed what he had asked me. I felt the bed squeak as if someone, it squeaked a couple times before it stopped feeling a presence behind me. Feeling hot breath on my exposed back giving me goosebumps.
I felt Harry caressed my cold back with his hand. Moving my hair to the side, he grabbed the straps and clipped it. Harry’s hands leaving my back, I released a breath out with out realizing I was holding in.
“Are you done with the bathroom?”
“Y-yea” I said as I still faced the wall. I could bring myself to face him. I heard him get off the bed and into the bathroom shutting it.
Grabbing the crop top and slid it on, I began looking around to find any deodorants. Luckily they were on the bed side. I applied some under my armpits. I slipped on my socks then grabbing the shoes Harry had bought me.
The bathroom door opened I looked up to see Harry walk out with only a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was dripping drops of water landing on his muscular arms. I felt my mouth drop as I took in the sight in front of me.
I had a clear view of his fully tatted body, just swirls and swirls of black ink never ending.
“Why not take a picture it lasts longer” Harry said interrupting my thoughts.
I rolled my eyes, earning a chuckle from him.
"Don't flatter yourself Styles.." I said
I got down on my knee to tie my shoes. Reaching for the flannel I walked to the bathroom to see how I looked. Well I’m not gonna lie my mother had a good sense of style. Putting on the flannel to see it was long enough to cover my butt. I rolled the sleeves up a little, using my fingers I began bringing my hair up in a ponytail leaving two pieces of hair loose. I smiled at my ‘look’ and walked out. I sat on the bed to see Harry already changed and was on the phone.
“Are you going to tell me where you are taking me?” I asked breaking the silence
“Olivia. Please stop talking.” Harry said
He proceeded to laid down on the bed. I looked at him and felt my anger bubble up ready to explode.
“You won’t tell who’s trying to kill me. You won’t tell me where you're taking me. Do you even know anything.” I exclaimed as I stood up
Harry clenched his jaw as he watched my little outburst unravel.
“I can’t fucking tell you because your father ordered me not to.”
“Tu estás lleno de mierda!”
(You are full of shit)
“Fine don’t believe me then spoiled brat.”
“I am not a fucking brat! You are the one over here acting all high an mighty! I bet if it wasn’t for my fucking father you would of let them kill me!?”
“At least you are right about something” he mumbled making me look at him with even more anger.
“Might as well let them kill me since I’m not important to my OWN family!”
“Olivia don’t be ridiculous. Sit down and shut up”
“No I won’t. Just shoot me. You already do not like me you can just claim I was killed by the men chasing me. Boom and you are done”
“Olivia Shut the fuck up and sit your ass down.”
“NO!” I yelled beginning to walking towards the door.
Harry stood up instantly taking 3 steps, grabbing my hand and slamming me against the door. I yelped in pain as closed my eyes feeling the similar pain I’ve gotten so used to.
“Don’t you fucking dare stepping out of this room. Do I make myself clear”
I looked at Harry with pure anger. I instantly began hitting him with my fists. Harry trying to grab a hold of my fists and planted them on top of my head.
“Let. Me. Go” I said clenching my jaw.
“No, not until you’ve calmed down.”
“I-”
Harry’s phone began ringing shutting me instantly. Well as well with Harry’s intense glare telling me to be quiet. Using his free hand to grab his phone from his front pocket.
“Styles.
We stopped at a motel for 2 hours.
What do you mean not take her there.
I’m already 3 hours away from getting ther- Ok.
See you soon.”
The call ended, Harry let go of my wrists as he began grabbing our stuff.
“What are you doing.”
”We are leaving right now, change in plans.” He said as grabbing my duffel bag and chucking it at me. I caught it as held it as I watched him.
“Where are we going now?”
“Mexico”
Was all he said before opening the door, me following close behind me. Getting to the car opening it and sliding in. Turning on the engine backing out and driving off.
Notes
Hey guys! It’s me again.. Hope you guys enjoy this spam of chapters. What can I say I’m very inspired at the moment. Aswell since school is about to start up I’m not going to be able to update as frequently as I do. But I won’t stop until I finish!
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