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


25. Chapter 25

"Rachel!" Harry whines to me in his beautiful accent.

"One second!" I say, perfecting my eyes lashes with the wand of mascara.

"We're going to be late to pictures!  This is my first Homecoming!  Let's gooo," He says dramatically flopping on my bed.

I take one last glace in my mirror before taking a deep breath.  "Okay! I'm ready."

Harry grabs my hand and laces his finger with mine while helping me down the stairs in my gold glittery heels.  My dress goes to about mid thigh.  It's strapless and has gold sequins at the top.  Then the bottom is gold, sort of Lacy fabric, with some sequins.  I fell in love with it as soon as I saw it in the store, then we found Harry a matching tie.  My hair has been curled and is falling down my back.  I feel beautiful.  Today will be perfect.

"You look beautiful Babe," Harry whispers before kissing my ear.  He literally reads my mind sometimes.

Oh, I may need to fill you in.  It's been roughly two months, the rest of July was spent having fun with Harry and he practically lived at my house or in the hotel suite.  My parents were a little weary of him at first, you know famous British guy with lots of tattoos, but they soon fell in love with him.  He eventually left because I started school, but we've still been going strong.  I text him at school all the time and he texts me during work.  This long distance shit sucks way more than I thought it would, but when I saw him yesterday at the airport for the first time in a month I literally ran and jumped into his arms.  His hands tangled in my long hair and he kissed me right there.  In front of all the paps and fans also at the airport.  Oh the lovely times.

And now I'm going to a normal school dance with my boyfriend, international popstar/bubblegum boybander Harry Styles.  It doesn't feel real actually.

My Mom is taking pictures of us as we walk down the stairs.  I smile at her, she's always been the one taking a picture, whether it be for sports, dances, or anything really.  My Dad is surprisingly smiling at us as we make it down the stairs.  Usually he doesn't like it when I have a boyfriend, but I really think he likes Harry.  My older Brother, Jake, who's a junior in college is leaning in the doorway to the living room.  Harry's only about a year and three months older than Jake, so they aren't that different.  Jake's studying to be an engineer, so Harry and him have nothing in common to talk about.  Except I heard them talking about stage lights and speakers before, and also football.  Most Sundays when Harry was here, him and my Dad would argue over if the Packers or Bears are the better team.  

Louis and Sydney are actually dating now, so they're going together too.  Also, my friend Katelin has a date and is in our group.  Her dates name is Luke, and he's actually quite attractive.  Tall, blonde, lean and muscular.  He told us that he runs track and has been to state before, so he seems pretty cool.  The six of us are getting our pictures done professionally, thanks to Harry insisting it, at this beautiful park the photographer picked out.  We're going to take about an hour for pictures, getting ones for each couple, then just the girls and just the guys.  Pictures with all of us and lots of silly ones thanks to Louis.  He can't hold a straight smile for more than ten seconds.  She seemed to focus on Harry and I a lot.  I think my favorite would be this one where Harry and my foreheads' are touching and we're both looking into each others eyes, grinning from ear to ear.  The picture just spells out how much we love each other. 

We decided to go to Olive Garden for dinner before the dance.  It's Harry and my favorite place to go on a dinner date, besides the small cafe we went to in London quite often.  I miss that place, and Lauri, the lady who owned it.  She was really sweet and always gave us a free cookie on the way out.

Once we get away from my parents at pictures, the six of us pile into Harry's Range Rover and Harry drives us to Olive Garden.  I turn on the radio and flip around until I find Story Of My Life playing.  Harry smiles as I turn it up and Syd and I obnoxiously sing along to the boys.  Louis groans in the back and we laugh at him.

"God I hate that stupid boyband," Louis playfully whines, and we all laugh at his joke as he mocks his own band.

"I know, man, they're so gay," Harry plays along, laughing even harder.

I shrug, "I don't know, I kinda like the curly one." I tease, and earn a dimpled smile from Harry.  His hand finds its way to my thigh.

Once we arrive to the restaurant, Harry parks and everyone starts to pile out of the vehicle.  I stay put and watch as Harry jogs over to my side of the car to open the door for me.  He grabs my hand and help me down from the car so I dont flash everyone.  I grab my small gold handbag and put my phone inside it.  Harry laces his fingers with mine and we walk into the restaurant with the two other couples.

"Uhm, do you think you could fit this in there, maybe?" Harry asks, gesturing to his black iPhone 5s in his hand.

"Yeah, sure." I say, taking it out of his hand and placing it next to my white one. 

Once we are seated at a table, a pretty blonde waitress comes up.  She gives us menu's and asks for drinks.  I notice her eyes seem to shift to Harry more than they should and I get a little irritated.  But I shouldn't because tonight is perfect and Harry's mine.  I shrug it off and order a drink.  I slide my hand into Harry's on the table where the waitress can see.  While Louis orders I look over to him and kiss his cheek, telling him that I love him.  Loud enough for the table of six and the waitress to hear but not obnoxiosly.  The waitress shifts her gaze to us at the other side of the table and shoots me a glare.  I raise my eyebrows at her and smile.

"I know why you did that." Harry whispers in my ear smirking.

I'm kind of glad he's not totally oblivious of the attention he gets from other females.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I whisper back, copying his smirk.

"Mhmm sure," He says pecking me on the corner of my mouth.  Just as he does that the waitress comes back with our drinks and nearly drops the tray.  

After we order our food and eat, Louis has already had Luke laughing so hard he got his drink up his nose.  Louis is such a sarcastic fuck sometimes.  He gives Harry and I shit about having sex because of course he found out.  Once Harry went back to the UK he probably had a meeting with the whole band and told them.  I could see them all now high fiving Harry and taking him out for drinks.

Louis literally will see us together and be like "Oooh you little loveeebirds!" and shit like that.  He totally knows we've fucked.  Or that's how he says it, but I don't want to look at it as a pointless fuck.  We were making love, because we love each other.

That night was so speacial to me.  It wasn't just some random guy who took my virginity, it was Harry.  The guy who saved me from nearly getting raped.  The one who took me out to all the perfect places for my 18th birthday.  The boy who would lay in bed and watch movies with me all night.  The man who became by best friend and boyfriend in just one short month.  He stole my heart the first time I laid eyes on him, I just hadn't noticed.

Once we we're done eating, each of the boys pay for their dates and we leave.  Harry drives us back to the high school where the dance is held and we get in.  The dances theme is masquerade, so they gym is decoraded beautifully with a fountain and huge pillars.  There's christmas lights hung all around the gym and pillars, beautifully lighting up the room.  A lot of my friends are here as well.  Hugging me and telling me how gorgeous I look and I compliment them right back.  Girls gaze from a distance at my attractive date.  Most of them recognizing that he's Harry Styles.  But I already told Harry he isn't taking pictures with any other girl except me.  So if they ask for a picture he has to turn them down.

I'm so mean.

The DJ starts to play music loudly and the crazy lights turn on and flash with the beat.  There's already tons of people on the dance floor so we blend easily.  Louis and Sydney pulls us more towards the middle and we all dance rediculously.  Harry does his Michael Jackson dance move and we all laugh over the loud music.  I can feel the beat of the music in my chest, the loud base pounding through the floor.

Time seems to lose meaning as the dance goes on.  Song after song, we continue to dance.  Sweaty bodies moving against other sweaty bodies.  It's really fun.  But then there's elegant, cute, slow dances, to have Harry hold me close and whisper how much he loves me in my ear as we sway.

This seems chiche, you know, the high school dance shit.  But Harry's been taking it very seriously, even though it's a shitty high school dance.  I think he loves it because he didn't gp to any dances while in high school and then One Direction changed his life and this is normal.  What a normal couple would be doing right now.  Harry always gets so much joy out of the little, simple things in life.  Because his life isn't so simple anymore.


Harry's POV

Rachel and I left the dance at about 10:30.  I basically had to drag her out of there because she was turning me on so much.  Her short little sparkly dress that flipped around every time she moved.  The way she claimed me at the restaurant.  The way she whispers 'I love you' in my ear.  It's all leading to this frusteration building up inside me.  The way she carelessly giggles while dancing somehow sends the blood shooting straight down to my dick and I can't handle it right now.  It's never done this to me before, but I have to have her now.

"Babe, come on we really need to go." I say, pulling her arm towards the exit.

"God, alright," She trudges after me into the parking lot.

"Why do you want to leave so bad?" She asks, irritated.

I quickly grab her arm and pull her into me, our bodies pressed together so she can feel my hard on.  Her eyes go wide with the feeling, but before she can say somthing I crash my lips onto hers.

"I need you," I say with my lips still on hers.



Sorry it's so short:/

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I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving and Black Friday bc I did:)



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