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


13. Chapter 13 - Conflict


Ian looks crushed at first, then frustrated, as if he didn't know what he did wrong, then maybe anger?

Then it all happens so quick.


Ian lunges towards me, pins be to the hallway wall.  His hands on my hips, holding me between him and the wall.  His hands grasping hard, sure to leave bruises. I'm so shocked that I'm helpless, can't even get a scream out.

"You know I can make you like me right, love?" Ian growls lowly in my ear.  Usually I love when Harry calls me that, but now out of Ian's mouth it sounds controlling and horrid rolling off his tongue.

"Get off me." I manage to choke out.

"We could ditch this party, go back to my flat." He whispers in my ear, rolling his hips towards mine.

I'm so far disgusted right now.  I'm going to get raped.  Where's Harry?  Shouldn't he be checking on me by now?  Making sure I'm not dead or being raped?  

"Please Ian, d- don't do this." I say.  What's wrong with him?  He's so balanced and intelligent.  Is he on drugs?

"Get the fuck off of her before I put an end to your life." a deep raspy voice come from behind us.  Harry.  Oh thank god.

Ian's head twists around to Harry, disgust clear on his face.  Harry pulls me out of Ian's grasp and throws a punch straight into Ian's jaw .  Now I know guys don't like to fight in front of girls.  But its insanely hot seeing Harry punch Ian in the face.  All that anger piled up, all the flirting and smiles at work that pissed Harry off in that punch.  

As soon as Harry's fist connects to Ian's jaw Ian's head flies back and hits the wall a few inches back.  Ian then falls to the floor, completely knocked out.  As soon as he hits the floor Harry turns right to me, hammering me with questions.  While I'm still thinking about that punch that knock Ian out.  That must have been one hell of a punch.

"Are you okay?  Did he hurt you?  Did he touch you?  He's so lucky you're here right now or he'd be dead.  Do you need to go to a hospital?  Rachel?" Harry questions.

"I- I'm fine!  He didn't hurt me." I say.

"Then what the fuck happened?" He asks, "Everyone else is on their way back at the hotel."

"I, uh- I was walking out of the bathroom and Ian apologized about the check ordeal and then was talking about a date with me and then he asked me if I liked you because he thinks you like me and I said that I am starting to like you.  Which led to me telling him that I don't want to go on a date with him because I don't want it to be worse on him if I like you.  I was just being nice and I told him I still wanted to be friends." I tell Harry and don't notice that I'm crying until Harry wipes the tears running down my face with his thumbs.  "Then he pushed me up against the wall and said that he could make me like him.  I tried to scream but I was in too much shock.  I really didn't expect this from him.  Then he said he wanted to take me back to his apartment." I say really starting to cry now.  Harry engulfs me into a hug and tells me its going to be okay and that he's never going to let that prick touch me again.

Harry then paces back and forth down the hall, his hands running through his curls.  He takes a few deep breaths, then grabs my face and presses his lips to mine.  He pulls back.

"I promise I'll keep you safe." He says before kissing me again and wiping my tears with his thumbs.

We decide to leave Ian on the floor unconscious and leave.  We head back to the hotel and when we get there everyone sees my red puffy eyes and bombards us with questions.

Harry then explains what happened and James and Edward have a guilty look on his face.  

"I'm really sorry Rachel." James says, "Ian has anger management issues.  Usually if he takes his medication he's completely fine.  I don't understand why he wouldn't take it tonight." James explains.

"I'm just so glad I got there when I did or I don't know what that dick would have done." Harry says, clearly pissed.

The boys are absolutely shocked, holding me and comforting me.  Obviously pissed off that some tool from work would do this to me.  Riley and Summer are completely pissed as well.  Those two are very outspoken girls too.  I wouldn't be surprised if Ian was found dead in an alley tomorrow after getting through them.  Cher and Jade look disappointed.  They didn't know the three boys until this class.  We just hung out with them because they seemed pretty nice and were really attractive and had to be smart to get into this class. 

After this tonight, I still want to remain friends with the two girls, maybe not any of the boys.  I will see  them at work and strictly at work.  No more cheeky smiles and fun group lunches with them anymore.  

After everyone leaves and Gary comes home, Harry and I explain it to him.  He very upset and angry at first, but when he finds out that Ian didn't hurt me and Harry saved me he feels a bit better.  He says he doesn't want us going out with anyone we barely know anymore.  To keep it strictly friends only, and after tonight I am completely okay with that.


Once Harry and I have both showered and changed its almost 9:30.  I feel completely exhausted from today and am ready to go to bed.  Harry agrees and sets the alarm on my phone for 6:30 since I don't have to shower in the morning.  

Harry is so caring and considerate of how I feel.  He knows exactly what to do to make me feel comforted and I love that.

I think explaining what I told Ian was a bit awkward saying I might be getting feelings for Harry.  I know positively that I do have feelings for him, but I played it down a bit when I told him because I still don't know how he feels about me.

I think I need to take things slower because we've known each other a bit over a week,.  Even though I'd still completely love to be Harry's right now.


The next morning Harry sees us off to work and goes back to my bed to sleep for another three hours.  He says to text him all day and tell him if anything goes wrong.  I feel like he has a sense of security over me even more now that he did before.  He also said we could have a night in at his apartment.  An opposite night to the drastic one we had last night.

I was very nervous to see Ian at work the next day but my nerves were fine after seeing that he was absent from the class today.  I couldn't have been more happy, because I am scared to death of him. 

Harry kept asking me this morning if I wanted him to come to work with me.  I told him I'd be fine.  I mean, Gary's there and he's big and strong, and James and Edward seem to despise Ian now so I doubt they'd let Ian do anything to me.

After work, Harry came to pick me up and asked what I wanted to do tonight. 

"I honestly don't care." I say.

"Do you want to go out?" He asks.

"No.  But if you do, you can go out.  You don't have to be with me." I say.

"No, absolutely not.  You know I won't have fun without you there.  And I understand that you don't want to go out.  Maybe this weekend we can?" He suggests.

"That sounds good." I say.

"So do you want to go to my flat?" He asks.

"Sure." I agree.  

I've only been to Harry's flat twice, and we never stayed there long.  We only went so he could grab some clothes and his toothbrush.  His flat isn't very big, but not small.  It has a decent sized kitchen with a nice living room, a bathroom and a bedroom.  All the walls are white.  His furniture is old dark brown leather and he has a massive flat screen in front of it with a coffee table in the middle.  I like how simple it is.

I throw my bag of necessities for the night that I got from my hotel before we came here on the ground.  Harry goes into his kitchen.  He's gunna make me dinner.

"So what do you want, babe?" Harry asks while washing his hands.


"I want Mac and Cheese.  I don't care how you make it, just noodles and cheese." I say.

"Sounds good.  I'd also like to say that I'm an excellent chef especially when it comes to Mac a Cheese." He boasts.

"We'll see about that." I say while hitting him in the butt with the towel and walking into the other room to get my phone.


Harry was right, he is good a chef.  I could get used to this, I love food.

When we are both finished I help Harry put our dishes in his dishwasher.  We go into his living room and sit on his big leather couch and he chooses a movie on netflix.  Of course he chooses a a scary one called Drag Me to Hell.  I love scary movies!  This should be good.

I run into his room before it starts and grab a big fuzzy blanket.  When I walk in to the living room again I have the blanket wrapped around me and I stop and look at him.

"Come here." He says putting his arms out.  I smile. 

I walk the rest of the way over to the couch and climb beside him.  He puts his arms around me and starts the movie.  

Throughout the movie the blanket has been unwrapped around me and is around both of us now.  I literally jump at every little thing, so whenever I jumped, Harry would.  I was kind of amusing actually.  

When its getting to the end of the movie, where its the scariest, we hear the door to his flat open.  Which scares the hell out of both of us and I scream.  

In walks Louis and Niall.  Why are they here?

"What are you two love birds doing?  Having sex?" Louis asks seeing us on the couch.

Harry pauses the movie and looks over to Louis.  I laugh at Louis's bluntness.

"No, we're watching a horror film." Harry answers.

"And hello to you too." I say after Niall and I are done laughing.

"What are you guys doing here?" Harry asks.

"Well, we were going to see if you wanted to go out for some drinks, but we see your further occupied." Louis says.

"You can go out for some drinks." I say to Harry.

"Are you going to come too?" He asks.

I really shouldn't sit around and freak out all night.  I need to get things off of my mind.  Going out with the boys should do the trick.

"Sure." I shrug, "I'm going to go change." I say walking into his bedroom.

I go into Harry's room and grab my bag.  I get out some skinny jeans and a black, V-neck tshirt.  I pull on my converse and scrunch my hair a bit with Harry's mousse and hairspray.  I find it hilarious that Harry has hairspray, let alone mousse.  I'll have to give him crap about it later.  I fix my makeup a bit and grab my purse.

When  I come out of Harry's room the guys are standing around talking to each other.  I grab my teal Victoria's Secret Pink jacket off the back of Harry's couch and pull it on over my tshirt.  Aware that all three boy's eyes are on me.  I look up at them.

"Ready?" I say.

Louis's eyes scan my body, feet to eyes, then he responds.

"Yeah let's go, Love." He wraps a arm around my shoulders and leads me down the hall to the elevators.

I see Harry shoot Louis a look, but shrug it off.  Tonight I'm letting go.

When we get to this club we all get a drink and  sit down at a table.  We sat and talked and kept ordering drink after drink.  After an hour or so I am pretty tipsy and I'm sitting at the bar with Niall.

"I love this place, its a great place isn't it?" He asks clearly drunk

"It is!  I love it!" I say, the alcohol feels great runnning through my veins, a whole new buzz in my system. 

"Where's Harry and Louis?" Niall asks.

"Uhm.." I scan dancefloor filled with sweaty bodies, and spot Louis grirnding with some girl.

"Oh there's Louis" Niall and I say at the same time, then look at each other and start laughing.

"We have a lot more in common than I thought we would." Niall says inching towards me.  

"Oh my god!  We should dance!" I say jumping up (and almost falling) and grabbing Niall hand pulling him on the dancefloor with me.   

Now I can't dance, at all.  I'm like the awkward white girl that can't dance.  I guess I've never had the confidence.  But the alcohol in my body seemed to change my mind and I grinded down on Niall.  I've never had this much fun!  But I've never been this drunk before either.  When the song ends I turn around and face Niall and a slow song comes on.  The complete opposite of whats been playing.  Niall puts his hands on my waist and pulls me closer to him.

"So how are you?" He asks, our faces so close I can feel his breath on my lips.

"I'm great." I say grinning.

We stay still for a few seconds looking into each others eyes.  Then he does the unthinkable.  He leans in and presses his lips to mine.  

Ahem.  I've never been kissed before.  It takes me a few seconds to realize what he's doing before I kiss him back.  His lips move with mine and my hands move into his hair.  His tongue swipes my bottom lip and I take that gesture to open my mouth and his tongue darts into my mouth.  Oh.  This is new.  I immediately let his tongue have dominance, exploring my mouth.  This is a great kiss.  Kissing is so fun!  Why haven't I done this before!

"You have got to be fucking kidding me." I hear a familiar voice say and Niall pulls away.  I grin at him then turn my attention to.. Harry?

He grabs my arm and pulls me away from Niall.  

"Hey we were just having some fun man." Niall says before Harry's fist come in contact with Niall's jaw.  Niall drops to the floor.

"Fuck! Niall!" I scream, rushing down to hold his head in my lap as he groans while holding his face.

"Are you okay?" I ask, worried for the poor boy.  Harry's fucking strong.

"Rachel let's go." Harry says in a low, deep, inpatient voice.

I look up to him.

"You have got to be kidding me!  He's your best mate!  Why the fuck would you punch him in the face?  What's wrong with you?  I'm not your girlfriend, you had no right!  I can kiss whoever I want!  You have no claim over me because you're too much of a pussy to ask me on an actual date!" I scream at him.  Okay, maybe I shouldn't have said all that, but it was the heat of the moment and the alcohol running through my system that really brought it on.  

He looks hurt, I stand up and help Niall up.  

"Wh-Where are you going?" Harry swallows.

"Why the fuck do you care?" I say turning around to face him.  Niall stays silent  this entire time after being punched.  Probably afraid he'll be punched again.

"Rach-" He says but I intterupt him.

"I'm gunna go have sex with Niall." I say knowing that'll hurt him the most.  I grab Niall's hand and walking straight outside of the club.  Why am I being such a bitch tonight?





So I really like this chapter.

Now I'm going to go to bed:)

Hope you have as much fun reading this as I did writing it!





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