What Are The Odds

Estrella is just a regular teenage girl that is lusting over Harry Styles from the boy band One Direction. She's a realist and knows that she would never get the chance but little did she know that fate would be on her side. She bumps into Harry at the mall but doesn't confess to knowing who he is. Will she tell him the truth about knowing who he is and will she tell him about her troubled past in order to let their relationship bloom.


45. Tie a Knot


Harry’s P.O.V

                I couldn’t be happier that she was staying over because I wasn’t ready for her to leave and go home, I just got her back. Estrella was on her phone talking to her mother about staying over at “Natasha’s house” I’m guessing, I wouldn’t really know since she was speaking full on Spanish. She got of her phone and cam towards where I was sitting.

                “It’s all set, operation two is a success.” she said with a huge grin on her face.

                I loved the fact that staying here with me put that smile on her face, that me in general can make her smile that beautiful smile of hers.  I jester for her to sit next to me but she nodded her head no.

                “I’m not going to ruin a perfectly good sofa by sitting on it with soaked clothes.” she said.

                She grabbed the clothes that I handed her earlier, kissed me on the cheek and then went towards the bathroom. I thought she was just going to change but I heard the shower running. As she was in the shower I checked my phone and I got a text from Liam explaining how they were going to be out longer than expected since there was a lot of traffic. I couldn’t help but smile at the text since that meant that I would have more alone time with Estrella.

Estrella’s P.O.V

                DON’T PANIC ESTRELLA, YOU WANTED THIS, YOU WANTED TO SLEEP OVER! I kept telling myself while I was in the shower. Honestly I would’ve been fine with just changing my clothes but I wanted to stall. Yes I’ve been alone with Harry but not long enough for anything to happen, if you catch my drift. Plus this is going to be the first time he sees me without make up, my glasses etc. I thought maybe the hot water would calm me but of course it didn’t. I decided to get out before Harry thought I drowned for the second time today. I tried to make myself look somewhat presentable. I looked at the clothes that Harry let me borrow and chuckled at the sight of his famous Ramones shirt in my hands. I threw it on along with really baggy sweats. I walked out of the bathroom holding the pants up and when Harry noticed he sighed.

                “I knew they were going to be too big for you but they were the only thing I could find that would be comfortable.” he said.

                “It’s okay Harry, I never sleep with pants anyway.” I said without thinking

                I’m a caramel colored Hispanic; I don’t think it’s healthy for me to be able to blush this hard. I guess Harry noticed my embarrassment so he did me the favor of not commenting. Instead he just found a rubber band for me to tie a knot on the pants to make them not fall. We sat on the couch and I noticed that he had gotten a blanket for us to use.

                “Love the glasses by the way… very hot teacher looking.” he said

                “I’m not sure wither I should say thank you or not to that.” I said while we both chuckled.

                After that we just talked, we talked for what seemed for hours. I forgot about everything and everyone while we were talking, Natasha and Zayn, the rest of the guys at McDonalds. It was like we were at the coffee house all over again but this time it was deeper. We talked about our thoughts on things like life, religion, marriage. I got information about about Harry that every directioner would die for and I wished I could blog about on my tumblr, knowing directioners they most likely found mine, I told my mom to hire some because they’re the real FBI agents. I don’t know why I was so worried earlier but when we started to kiss I remembered why. He’s kisses always make me feel hot and heavy, they make me want to go further, they want me to do things that I know I’m not ready for but for some reason when it comes to Harry all caution goes to the wind. I’m now starting to understand why parents don’t let boys and girls have sleepovers. 

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