Friends With Benefits


7. Chapter 7

I got out of the bathroom wearing a plain t-shirt and some soffe shorts. Harry was still on my bed so engaged by what he was watching. It was Spongebob. I laughed silently to myself, shaking my head.

I walked past the TV over to the chair by my mirror and nightstand where I put on my makeup. I saw him look me up and down again. Why does he keep doing that? It's driving me crazy.

"Okay, my turn," he said.
"Wait, what?" I asked confused.
"To take a shower...well if that's okay..." he asked hesitantly.
"Oh, yeah of course! The towels are in the cabinet over the toilet."

He walked into the bathroom and closed the door. After about a few minutes, I still hadn't heard the shower start.

"How do you turn it on?" he yelled from within the bathroom. What am I going to do with this boy? I laughed, shaking my head.
"Here, I'll show you," I said as I walked over to the bathroom.
"What'd you say?" I couldn't hear y-" I heard him say as I opened the door walking in.
"You just have to p-" I stopped and my jaw dropped. There Harry was, standing in front of the shower, butt naked. I couldn't help but look him up and down for a brief second.
He looked at me a little wide-eyed and surprised. I finally came to realization with what was going on. I blushed and bit my bottom lip as turned around quickly, so that my back was facing him as I spoke. 
"You just have to pull and twist the knob to the right," I said quickly as I rushed out of the bathroom. I heard him chuckle softly just as I was closing the door.

Oh. My. God.

I flopped on top of my bed, face first into a pillow. The picture of Harry naked was still etched in my brain. I should have knocked! What was I thinking! But...that body. His lightly tanned skin, his v line, his...
Stop. What's coming over me? Just stop.

By the time Harry got out of the shower, I had already started doing my makeup, so my back was facing him, but I could see him through the mirror. He was only wearing a towel around his waist. He was being such a tease whether he knew it or not. My mouth slightly opened as I awed at his perfection. Good thing I was doing my mascara so it didn't seem suspicious that my mouth was open. He went and sat on my bed like nothing.

I turned around to face him. 
"Aren't you going to put some clothes on?" I laughed nervously. I wasn't going to bring up the shower incident.
"I usually don't put any on till just before we leave, that way I don't wrinkle 'em up. Why? Does it bother you? I mean you've already seen what's under here, anyway" he said pointing to his towel and smiling cheekily.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to!" I said blushing with a half smile.
Of course Harry wasn't embarrassed. I knew he'd rather be naked all the time anyway, but that was the first time he'd been naked in front of me.
"So did you like what you saw?" he said cheekily with a wink.
"Oh my gosh, Harry," I said, embarrassed.
I must have been bright red by now.

I turned back to finish up my makeup as Harry got back to watching Spongebob.

About an hour later, I finished curling my hair and doing my makeup. I had told Harry to go ahead and get changed since I was almost ready. He came out from the bathroom 5 minutes later. Guys don't have to put in as much work as girls do *sigh. 

I finished getting dressed and curling my hair. So I went to the bathroom to get changed. I came out and I was wearing:

Harry looked me up and down again which drove me crazy.

"How do I look?" I asked.
Harry whistled. "I have one hot best friend," Harry said with a wink. I started to blush. 
"You ready?" I asked, looking at the time. It was 10:45. A decent time to leave to get to the party not too early, but not too late either. 

"I've been ready, Love," he said with a chuckle.

We headed out to his car and we set off to the party. When we got there it was already crowded with people dancing and the music blaring. 

"HARREHHH," I heard a couple of guys yell as we walked through the door. Louis, Zayn, Niall and Liam started walking over to us. 
I was so glad that Liam was here because he doesn't drink. I loved all the other boys but they get pretty crazy when they're drunk. 

Aside from Harry, Liam was my best friend. We just met last year, but we hit it off great. 

The other boys ran off somewhere with Harry. 
"Liam!" I yelled as I went over to give him a hug. 
"Hey, Les, how's it going?" he said with a sweet smile.
"I'm great, I'm so glad you're here! How about you, how're you doing?"
"I'm great! I'm glad to see you're here too, cause the lads are already drunk and it's only 11:30!"
Just as he said this I heard the boys chanting Louis' name as they held him upside down at the keg stand

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...