Ultimate [Harry Styles]

Seventeen year old Rachel goes to London with her Uncle on a business trip for a month. Mainly because she's always wanted to go to the beautiful city. Also for experience in the business world since she'll be graduating. But maybe also to meet a guy. She gets to stay in a massive hotel suite with her Uncle, what if she runs down to a small grocery store by the hotel to get some goodies for her Uncle and herself when she runs into someone.
Harry Styles is one of the five boys in the biggest boy band in the world. The boys haven't had a summer off in three years, due to touring. So management decided to give the boys three months off to relax. How is he going to enjoy that time off? Read this love story to find out! .xx


6. Chapter 6 - Harry

~Wednesday Morning~

I get startled from my blissful sleep from my phone vibrating on my nightstand.  

I dart up, still sitting in my bed, and lean over to grab my phone.  It's 5 o'clock in the morning.  Who the hell is texting me?

I unlock my phone and read the text.  It's from Harry.

Harry;) - Wake up, Sunshine!  You get to work today, then hang with me! haha .xx

Rachel - I'm awake! lol Btw, that's a great way to be woken up to! :) 

Harry;) - Well I'm here all week! .x

Rachel - Awesome!:) I'll be looking foreword to your good morning texts :)

Throughout the morning, Harry and I have been texting back and forth.  He's a really interesting and funny guy.  And oh I can't forget the every 10 seconds he has to flirt with me.  I've come to the conclusion he always end his texts with either a .xx or a winking face.

Harry tells me about the boys, and all his beautiful fans.  He told me he has a sister, named Gemma.  He said Gemma and I would be really good friends, and that we'll have to meet sometime.  We talked about his favourite place to perform.  He said in London, at the O2 arena.  I also asked him whats his favourite race of fans.  He answered Americans, because they have the cutest accent.  I don't know if he said that because I'm American or...  

Anyways, it's finally 12:00 and Gary and I get to go eat lunch!  We find a cute cafe a few block away from work and find a small table.  A waitress comes and we order our food.  After she walks away I look down to my phone on my lap, typing a reply to Harry.  Gary then clears his throat and I look away from my phone up to him. 

"So who are you texting?" He asks.

"Uhm, Harry." I say with a slight blush on my cheeks.

"Oh that boy from last night, Anne's son." Gary says.

"Haha yeah.  He's really nice." I reply back to Gary.

"Haha and he got your number last night!  And kissed you cheek oh em gee!  And he keeps texting you back! He must be interested in youu! oooh!" Gary says in the most girly voice ever.

"Oh my gosh! Shut up!" I say blushing as some people sitting near us turn and look.

Gary continues to laugh, but soon stops as the waitress comes over to give us our food.  We eat, pay, and head back to work.

Eventually, after lots of PowerPoint's and sheets to pass out, its 5:00 and we get to go back to our hotel! 

Finally get to see Harry soon!  I'm so excited!  

Once we unlock the door to our hotel room, Gary plops onto the couch and flips on the tv.  I walk into my room and sit on the edge of my bed.  I throw my shoes off while checking my phone.

Harry;) - So you're off work now? ;)

Rachel - Yep! :)

Harry;) - So some of my friends are going clubbing tonight and invited me.  But of you don't want to go, we don't have to!  Its just an option. :) .x

Rachel - I would love to go! But I don't know if my Uncle will let me go :/

Harry;) - Just tell him you're coming over to hang out, then we're going to a late movie. :)

Rachel - Good idea! I'll go ask:)

Harry;) - Okay:)

Rachel - I asked, and he said he didn't care. Although, my curfew is at 2.

Harry;) - Perfect;) I'll pick you up at 9! See you then. x

Rachel - See you:)


Eventually, it was 9:00 and I heard a knock on my hotel suite door.  I grin, standing from the couch.  

"Have fun skyping Aunt Layla!" I say before grabbing my bag and opening the door to see curly haired, green eyed, tight jeans Harry Styles.

Harry and I worked it out earlier that I was gunna put my clubbing clothes in my bag and wear jeans and a AC-DC t-shirt like I would at the movies.  So my clothing wouldn't raise any suspicion.  

'Hello Lovely!" Harry says, taking my arm in his.

"Hey." I say trying to hide my blush and control the butterflies in my stomach.

"Ready to go?" He asks.

"Yep!" I reply.

We casually talk on the way down to the lobby and out to his Range Rover.  Jeez I love this car.  He opens my door for me and then walks around to get in himself.  

"So, uhm basically, you can change in the car when we get there.  Is that alright?" He asks.

"That's fine." I say smiling at him.

We drive for about 15 minutes, casually joking with each other.  Until we pull into a parking lot beside a massive building.

Thumping music can be heard from outside, as I climb into the back and change.

"I'll wait outside" Harry says winking at me.  He gets out and stands with his back to the back window of the Range Rover.  I thank the lord for the darkly tinted windows.

Once I change into my outfit, consisting of black  leather skinny jeans, a black peplum top, and black pumps. 

When I get outside, I try to tell Harry I'm leaving my other clothes in his car, but he interrupts me.  

'You look amazing!" He says while his eyes travel down my body and back up.

I blush. "Thanks."

"Let's go babe" Harry says winking at me and grabbing my hand as we walk to the entrance.  My hand sending tingles up my arm to my stomach as he holds my hand.

When we walk into the huge club, there's tons of intoxicated sweaty bodies grinding on the dance floor.  Harry, of course, got us in easily cutting everyone in line and making eye contact with the bouncer, who he obviously knew.  Harry guides me over to a booth, hand on my lower back, to where I assume his friends are. 

"Hey Harry!" one guy says noticing us approach the table.

"Hey Brad" Harry greets him back.

Harry then introduces his friends. "This is Ben Winston, Tom Teasedale, Summer Thyme," He points to a beautiful girl with tan skin, dark brown hair and eyes.  She smiles at me giving me a small wave. "And this is Brad Daniels and Riley Jacobs." He finishes.  Riley is gorgeous with straight blond hair and a pretty smile.  

Both Summer and Riley are about my height and I'm assuming around 18 or 19 years old.  

Brad is kind of attractive, but nothing compared to Harry.  Gosh! I need to stop thinking that!  I can't like Harry.  We're just friends!  

Brad has blonde spiked hair and pale blue eyes.  To be honest he looks like a tool.  He reminds me of one of my stupid exes.  

"Guys this is Rachel" Harry says introducing me to his friends.

"Hi" I say, kinda shy.

"Hello!" Summer says.

'Nice to meet you." Ben says to me.  

'Hey Love!" Tom greets me.

"Heey!" Riley says.

"How old are you, Love?" Summer asks.

"I'm 17 now, and my birthday's the 23rd of this month." I say.

"You're American! Haz how'd you get an American?!" Brad says, kind of rudely.  He talks as if I'm not even there.

If feel Harry's arms wrap around my waist from behind me, his head resting on my shoulder.  A really cute and comfortable position.  People might think we're dating.  Oh well.  I feeling of protectiveness washes over me, I feel like Harry will keep me safe.

"My Mum invited her over for dinner last night, she's here on a business trip with her Uncle for a month.  And I'm going to show her around London while she's here." Harry explains.

"Awesome!  We'll have to hang out some more this month so we can see you again!" Riley says.

"We'll be sure to." Harry says.

Then, in my ear, Harry whispers "I'll go get us a drink."  He presses a kiss to my cheek and walks towards the bar.

"Come sit down!" Brad says, scooting into the booth, making room for me.

"Okay" I say, sitting down next to him.

I check my phone, a few texts from my friends, freaking out that I'm in another country clubbing with Harry Styles.  I quickly slide it back into my pocket, trying not to be rude to Harry's friends.

"We're going to dance, wanna come?" Riley asks getting out of the booth with Summer and Ben.

"I can't.  I need to get home and put Lux to bed." Tom says.

"Your daughter, right?" I ask.

"Yeah, you'll have to meet her sometime." Tom says smiling at me.

"I'd love that!" I say back, and we all say bye to Tom as he leaves.

"Are you guys gunna dance?" Summer asks.

"I'm going to wait for Harry." I say.

"Nah I'm good" Brad says.

"Okay, see you guys later." Riley says, and she, Ben and Summer head to the dance floor.

Brad is sitting super close to me, it's quite uncomfortable since the booth is empty.  I check the time and see its 10:12. Where's Harry?

Brad starts to play with my hair.  What the fuck.  

"You know you're pretty hot." He says.

Ew stop.  

"I came with Harry, Brad." I say, moving his hand away from me.

He drops it right down to my thigh.

"How about we ditch Harry, and you and I find a place more private." He says.

"I thought you were Harrys friend." I say.  He doesn't answer, just continues to travel his hand up my thigh.

'Stop touching me." I say, trying to sound as fierce as I can.

"Get your fucking hands off of her." A deep, raspy, familiar voice says.  Harry.

Brad freezes.  I look over to see Harry standing with two drinks in his hands.  His usual bright green eyes dark with anger, glaring down towards Brad.  He slams the drinks onto the table.

"I said to stop fucking touching her! She's mine" Harry says ripping me from Brad's grasp with I weighed nothing. Holy Shit.

Harry pulls me into the crowd, his arms protectively around me. He pulls us into a uncrowded corner.

"Are you okay?  Did he hurt you?  I swear to god if he ever touches you again." He starts saying.

"Harry I'm fine.  I'm just not really used to that." I say.

"I had a feeling he would do something like that, but I doubted he would do it in front of the others.  God, I'm going to fucking kill him!  He knows you're young, he was going to take advantage of you! " He rambles.  He snaps out of it, focusing on me.

"Are you sure you're alright?" He asks me, eyes full of worry.

"I'm fine. Can we just leave." I ask.

"Yeah, sure babe." Harry says grabbing my hand in his lacing our fingers together.

Once outside the club doors Harry nods to the bouncer. 

"See you later, Jack."

"Later Harry." Jack, the bouncer, replys back.

Harry opens the passanger door of his range rover for me and I climb in.  He gets into his seat and starts the engine.

"So where do you want to go?" He asks me.

"How about my hotel, then I don't have a curfew." I say with a smile.

He smiles back at me, exposing the dimples.  I love that smile.

"Alright, lets go." Harry says, while pulling out of his parking spot.


Ohhh Drama! haha fuck you Brad really.  What are Rachel and Harry gunna do at Rachel's hotel? That's for me to know, and you to find out.  I'm trying to make this super realistic, so you actually feel like this could happen to you.  So they're not going to magically fall in love, or have sex all the time. That's boring.  Fanfics are supposed to be about something that can happen to you and your celebrity crush, so I try to make it seem realistic.  

Feedback would be fabulous. ;)

I hope you guys are liking my story this far!  

Sorry its been pretty boring lately!

It'll be better:) truuust me! i need to keep writing tho! hahah THE TYPING IS WHAT KILLS ME THO! I WANNA GIVE YOU LONGER CHAPTERS AND THEY TAKE FOREVER!

But i love you guys so it doesn't matter.

I absolutly love writing this.

Thank you so much for reading

- Rachel .xx

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