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


20. Chapter 20 - Home

It's been three days since I've seen Harry.

When Gary and I got off the plane, my family and friends were there to get us.  Sydney and Katelin literally didn't stop freaking out when I got home.  Sydney wouldn't let go of me because Harry Styles touched me.  Mm, babe we did more than touch.

It's weird going back to my normal routine.  Tomorrow we would have lifting in the morning for volleyball, which I'd probably die at because I haven't done any kind of physical activity in a month.  Harry just kept feeding me.  But we don't because it's the 4th of July, so I get another few days off.

I didn't know how much I missed my bed until I slept in it the first night back.  It was so comfortable.  

But now it's Wednesday, I've talked to Harry three times in the past two days I've been home.  I've gotten a text from Niall asking how I am, Zayn saying he misses me, three from Eleanor all in caps about how she can't live without me, and a few more from Riley and Louis.

But tonight I'm staying at Sydney's house.  We're still talking about my trip.  She's asking me questions about Harry;  What color is his comforter?  What aftershave does he use?  What did he do with his hands when he kissed me?   

While I was answering her stalker questions, my phone buzzes.  I pick it to see a text from Harry.

Harry - Hey Baby x

Rachel - Hiii Haz:)

Harry - Can we skype?  I wanna see your pretty face;)

Rachel - I'm at Sydney's house..

Harry - Doesn't she have a laptop?

Rachel - Yeah, but I'm spending time with her

Harry - Baaaaaaaaaaabe:(

Harry - Pleeease

Harry - Baaaby :(

Rachel - Ugh, lemme ask Sydy.

Harry - Did she say yes?

Rachel - It's really not fair bc she's a fan.

Harry - Yaaay! Ok I'll call you. xx

Sydney happily grabs her laptop and we sit it in front of us on her bed.  Once I log into my skype, we call him.

After a few seconds of it connecting, he appears on the screen.  He's sitting on his bed at his flat with a bowl of popcorn.  It's around noon here, so its about 8:00 pm in London.  He looks tired behind his bright smile.

"Hiiii babe! And Sydney!" He says waving to us.

"Hey." I say smiling at him.  We've only called and face-timed each other in the time frame we've been away from each other.  So it's really nice to see him on a bigger screen.

"Hello!" Syd says, I think she's getting used to seeing him more now.

"So how's America?" Harry asks before filling his mouth with a handful of buttery popcorn.

"Not as fab as London." I say, poking my bottom lip out.

"London's gloomy now." He says.

"And whys that?" I ask, hasn't it always been?

"Because you're not here with me." He says.

I laugh at his cheesiness.  

"You're wearing my sweatshirt." He notices.  My smile widens.

"I never said I was going to give it back." I say.

Sydney's eyes are glued on Harry, she then looked at my sweatshirt, or Harry's, eyes wide.

"You're adorable." He says, chuckling.

"I also took those sweatpants, and one of your black vnecks." I confess, giggling.  There was no way I was leaving without those sweatpants, they're the most comfortable things in the world.

"You took the sweatpants!" His eyes wide.

I nod, grinning triumphantly.

"Noooo! Those are my favorite, and now they're in a different country!" He fake cries. 

"You'll just have to come and get them." I say.

He looks up from his bowl of popcorn, eyes bright, 

"I will." He says with a smile.

"So Sydney, do you have any siblings?" Harry asks, and then goes on trying to get to know my best friend better and better.

It's now 3:00 pm here, so about 11:00 in London.  We're still skyping, and surprisingly there's no awkward silences.  Harry keeps yawning while he's talking to us, and I know it isn't too late there, but he looked tired when we called him.

"Babe, you should go to bed." I say watching him yawn for the 8th time. 

"No, no I'm fine, I'd rather talk to you guys, unless you want to go do something else." He says.

"No, you just look really tired, what's wrong?  Aren't you sleeping?" I ask.  

"Not really." He sighs, rubbing his eyes.

"Why not?" I ask.

"I just can't fall asleep.." he trails off, looking at his hands.  The popcorn far gone.

"I can't go to sleep without you in my arms, you're so warm and without you my bed is cold and lonely." He says, blushing a bit.

"Awe Harreh." Sydney teases.

"Harry you're so cute.  Just go to sleep, you need it." I coax him.

"But I caaaaan't." He whines, rubbing his eyes.

"Yes you can, and if you need to take some NyQuil, you'll be passed out in no time." I say.

"Ok, goodnight Sydney! You're my new best friend, alright?" He says, laughing.

"Of course!" She laughs with him.

It grows silent and Sydney takes it as her cue to give us some privacy. 

"I- uh, I'm gunna go get us a drink." She says waving to Harry for the final time.

"That was fun, I like her." Harry says.

"So do I." I say laughing a bit.

"Alright.. I'll see you soon right?" He asks, looking at me through the screen of the laptop, eyes wide.

"Yeah, I'll see you soon." I nod, smiling.

"Goodnight Baby.  I love you so much." He says blowing me a kiss through the screen.  From one country to another.

"Make sure you get some sleep. I love you too Harry." I blow him a kiss back.  We're so cliche.

"WAIT, Wait." He screams before I end the call.

"What?" I ask, worried.  What the hell does this boy want?

"You didn't say goodnight." He pouts.

I sigh.  You have got to be kidding me.

"Goodnight Harry. Sleep tight!" I blow him another kiss and end the call before Sydney comes back up.


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