It's Beautiful Over There

Lyla-mae is just coming into the London music scene after becoming best friends with Rita Ora and Cara Delevingne, but will a boyband superstar ruin her hopes of a drama-free career?


11. Chapter 11.

“There you go Mr Styles” I handed Harry his mango smoothie and I sipped lightly on my favourite order of a caramel frappe. “so, what do you want to do? I’ve got an empty apartment and a lonely x-box” I smiled and directed him to my flat, making his stop on the way so I could pick up some supplies for the party that evening. Harry helped moving the bags into the kitchen and I began to put the different items away
“Please make yourself at home” I smiled at Harry and gestured towards the living room
“If I sit in there, I have nobody to talk to” he stuck out his bottom lip and sat up on the counter, he smiled and his dimples caved. I sighed and continued to place food in the cupboards, I kept a bag of grapes on the counter for me to snack on. I finished packing away the shopping and I walked into the living room and flopped onto the sofa, Harry followed me in and stood by the arm of the sofa looking down on me, he wrapped his arms around me and picked me up, sitting me up properly as he slid in beside me, I groaned and unlaced my boots, throwing them across the room. I turned on the x-box and handed Harry a controller, he smirked at me “you are going to make this so easy” he laughed and nudged my leg, I felt the electricity between us, I flinched a little and Harrys arm tensed up, showing his perfect muscle definition, I ripped my gaze away from his physique. “AND SHE WINS AGAIN, PEOPLE WILL NO LONGER CALL ME LYLA-MAE, BUT FIFA QUEEN” I screeched and ran around the living room in celebration, Harry was shaking his head in shock at the 6-2 score on fifa
“I let you win” he winged and I stopped in my tracks
“Oh yeah, the same as the other 4 games you’ve lost as well then?” he nodded and I laughed checking the time and nearly dropping my phone “SHIT, only an hour until the party I don’t know what I’m going to wear” Harry held his hands up in defeat “I’ll go home and freshen up, I’ll be back in like half an hour?” I nodded and hugged him again, he let himself out and I turned to my wardrobe. I showered in record time and styled my hair and did my make-up, leaving me in this ( my music was turned up and I was belting my heart out to Pinks walk of shame. Not hearing Harry walk straight into my room
“Oh my god Lyla I’m so sorry, fuck fuck fuck!” Harry covered his eyes as I realised I wasn’t wearing much
“It’s alright” I turned the music down “erm, without sounding weird, stay in here, I don’t really know what to wear” I blushed and he parted his fingers slightly so I could see one of his green eyes staring into me “I think you look just fine like that” he stalked over and fiddled with my now fastened dressing gown, I smacked his arm playfully and walked back to my walk in wardrobe and opening the doors “Styles, help” “This?” I held up a dress
“No” harry took it from me and hung it back up, he shooed me out of my wardrobe and came out holding (
“It’s perfect I love it!” I was about to undo my dressing gown when I realised my actions, I snatched the clothes from Harry and scurried into the bathroom
I emerged 10 minutes later, Harry looked up from his phone and smirked,
“Shit I did good” he proudly looked up at me and I felt butterflies flutter around my stomach, he nodded at me and walked into the living room “I know you like me Ly!” he called behind him.

Cocky bastard.

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