For The Love Of Clara

You come into my flower shop everyday. You always order roses for your one night stands. I hate your smile, your eyes, your curly hair. Everything. Then why do I always wish I was the one receiving your flowers? Why do I want you to place your hands on me and kiss me? I want you to rip my clothing off and make love to me in the garden. So, Mr. Styles will you buy me a bouquet of roses?


7. Gelato With A Kiss On Top

The sun was pouring into my bedroom, so I took the pillow and covered my head. I just wanted to go back to sleep. It was Sunday and I always took off on Sundays. I knew Lola had the store in good working conditions. 

I was so close to drift back off into sleep when I heard someone knocking on my front door. "Ugh, go away!" I yelled but the knocking only got louder. "UGH!" I got out of my bed and through on my white robe. I stomped my way to the front door. "For the love of--. What are you doing here?" 

"At least act like your in love with me," Harry smiled. "Paparazzi have been following me all morning." 

I placed my hand on my forehead, "Come in." 

He walked past me and I looked around outside and didn't see any paparazzi. Just children with their nannys. I closed the door. 

"Harry, there's no--." His soft lips stopped over top of mine. 

"Good morning," he said. "Get dressed." 

"Why? If you haven't noticed today is my day off." 

"I know that's why I'm here." He pushed me into my room. "Now get dressed." 

"Alright, Harry, I'm moving," I said and he closed the door behind me. 

I walked over to my closet. What to wear? I'm just wearing something casual. So I decided on a pair of skinny jeans and an over-sized blue sweater. I decided to put my hair up in a messy bun and put on minimal makeup. I slipped my gray TOMS on and twirled a white scarf around my neck. 

I opened my door while I was fastening my watch around my wrist. "Ready," I said. 

"Took you long enough," he said. 

"Fine, I'll take longer," I said and turned back to my room.

"Oh no," he said and turned me back around. "Time to go."

"Where are we going?" He helped me put on my coat and then opened the door for me. I made sure my door was locked then he opened the passengers side door of his Audi. 


"A secret?"

"Well an apology from last night," he said. 

He started his car and started on the road. We left Chelsea and went into Battersea.

"Why are we going to Battersea?" 

"I know a place?" 

"A place? What is this place?"

"Do you have to know everything?" 

"Hmmph," I grunted then leaned back in my seat. I could see him smiling form the corner of my eye. 

We drove past Battersea Park and then he parked outside of an ice cream parlor? 

"Ice cream?" 

"Yep, I'm starving," he said then got out and walked around the car to my side and opened the door for me. 

"Well this is an awesome breakfast," I said. 

"I know right?"

I laughed at his enthusiasm. 

"Welcome to Oddono's. Where the best gelato ever is made." 

"You've been here before?" 

"Harry!" The people behind the counter smiled as he walked through the front door. 

"Once or twice," he chuckled. 

"Bacio?" A man behind the counter asked. 

"Of course!" Harry walked over to the counter. "What would you like?" 

I looked at all the gelato types. "I never had gelato." I saw Harry's eyes widen. "What?!" 

"She'll have the same," he said to the man. 

"What is it I'm having?" I asked once I received my gelato. 

"It's milk chocolate and hazelnut," he said. "Try it, you'll love it."

"Last time you said that I ended up drinking water." 

"Well you'll like this," he said. I tried it and I must say it wasn't all that bad. "Told you." 

I rolled my eyes and we picked a table by the window to sit down at. 

"Thank you," I said. 

"You're welcome. I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry." 

"You really need to stop apologizing." 

"Sorry--I mean...ugh." 

I giggled, "It's alright." I took another bite of my gelato and a smile appeared on Harry's lips. "What?" 

"You have," he pointed to his nose.  

I could feel myself blushing. 

"Let me," he said and he took his thumb and rubbed the gelato off my nose. I looked up into his eyes as his sparkled. How was that possible. How was any of this possible? 

He looked down at me and before I let him I leaned forward and kissed him. I could taste the chocolate and hazelnut on his soft lips. 

"Mm," he said as he sat back down in his seat. "Gelato and a kiss on top," he smiled. 

I smiled as well, then licked the top of my gelato. 


"Harry, we're gonna get arrested," I lowered my voice. 

"Whose gonna call the police?" I looked around, yeah no one was outside. Probably because it was ten at night. 

We were walking down the middle of the street. Harry kept walking with his jacket over his shoulder and I kept falling behind because I was more worried about getting hit by a car. 

We took a walk after we left Oddono's. More like a three mile walk. It was dark and I just wanted to go home. 

Harry pressed the button on his keys and lights flashed on his Audi. I got up on the sidewalk and opened his Audi. 

"Turn the heat on," I said as I tried to keep myself warm. 

He quickly started the car and turned the heat up all the way. He pulled onto the road and before I knew it I started to see Big Ben. 


"I don't wanna go back to Chelsea tonight." 

"I live there, you idiot." 

"Well you're staying in London tonight." 

"With who?"

"Now I wouldn't allow you to sleep on the street," he smiled at me. "You'll stay with me." 

There was no point in arguing with him. Instead I exhaled and waited till we arrived at Harry's flat. 

What the hell is this boy up too?

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