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


30. Chapter 30

Songs for this chapter

Beautiful Goodbye - Maroon 5

She looks so Perfect - 5 Seconds of Summer

Adore You - Miley Cyrus


Once Harry was done taking pictures with his fans he smiles at me and picks up the things he's picked out.

"Bye Ladies," He says in his charming voice and they blush and say bye.

"Alright, let's go check out," He says to me.

"You're seriously not getting me all that," I ask gesturing to the four sets of yoga pants, three sports bras, phone case, and an oversied sweater.

"Yes I am, and I had my eye on this," He walks over to the lacey, push up bras and grabs a black one.


"Yes, I am dieing to see this on you," He whispers into my ear.

"No," I stubbornly say.

"Yes, excuse me?" He asks a lady working there.

"Can I help you,  Sir?" She asks, her eyes on Harry.

"Yes can you measure my girlfriend?  She won't tell me her bra size." He asks, flashing her a dimpled smile.  I swear she almost passes out.

"S- sure." She says getting her tape measure from around her neck.

"No, really you don't have to do it, I don't want him to buy me anything else." I tell her.

"Nonsense, do it love," He tells her.

"Okay," She says, waiting for me to uncross my arms.

I take a deep breath and glare at Harry while I hold my arms up so she can measure me.

"Uhm, she's a 34-C."

"Thank you, love," Harry dismisses without looking at her as he grins at me.

"You're a- welcome," She says before scrambling off.

Harry's eyes darken and he pulls me into him by my waist.

"You're a C cup?" He whispers in my ear.

I shrug, trying to hide the smile creeping on my face.

"That's hot," He says while his hand that's empty of expensive clothes runs up my side.

"Alright let's go," I say walking away from him to get in line.

He follows me with all the clothes and undergarments in his hands, while I have my seven panties in mine.  The store is set up so there's stands with makeup bags, lotions, and body mists that the people weave through to check out.  Of course, Harry looks through them and grabs an actually really pretty makeup bag.  He also smells a lotion, which he sits back down quickly and scrunches his nose at me.  I giggle at him and he grabs my chin and presses a small kiss to my lips.

The next register is open and I walk to it since I'm next in line.  The pretty cashier smiles and makes small talk with me while checking out my things.

Harry takes the cashier next to me, and I eavesdrop while she shamelessly flirts with him while checking his things for me. 

"So who's all this stuff for if you don't mind me asking?" She asks, while folding one of my yoga pants and putting it in the bag.

"My girlfriend," He says proudly, glancing over to me.

"O-oh, She's a lucky girl." She looks down, defeated.  Yeah, that's right.  Bitch.

"You're total is $27.83." My cashier says and I hand her over the money.

"Before you get my total, can you add two more swim suits?" Harry asks, my jaw drops.  "The black and white Aztec one, and the one with the blue top and the floral bottoms."  He chooses from the ones behind the counter.

"This one?" She gestures to the one behind her.

"Yes please." 

She rings them up then looks to Harry, "Your total is $498.96." She says.

I start coughing from hearing the price.  Why the hell would he spend that much on me!  

Without hesitance Harry slides his credit card out of his wallet and slides it through the machine.

"Have a good day!" My cashier says, handing me over my tiny bag filled with panties.

"You too!" I smile and walk past Harry and out of the store.

Harry comes out less than a minute later, "There you are." 

He hands me over the two large bags full of clothes and puts his arm around my shoulders and pulls me close as we walk through the mall.

I nuzzle into Harry's chest and lean up and kiss his cheek.  

"Thank you so much, I'm gunna wear all the stuff you got me when you're gone." I say, inhaling his cologne.

"You're welcome baby." He says.

"Also, if you're gunna be gone, I'll need a bottle of your cologne." 


"So I'll be able to have your smell, duh." 

"Oh, alright.  I'll order you a bottle online," He says.


"Are there any other stores you want to go in?" He asks.

"Forever 21?  I'll need more sweaters for Fall and Winter," I say, pulling him into the store.  

"They have guy clothes here too!" I say, showing him the the 21 Mens part of the store.

"You look around, and I'll be right back." I say kissing him on the cheek.

"Wait," He grabs my bag and pulls me back to him.  His hands move to my cheeks and he kisses me roughly.  His tongue easily slides into my mouth and before I know it he pulls away and kisses my nose.  


After about an hour in Forever 21, I've found 3 sweaters, some rocker tees and some new boots.  Harry found a few flannels and some sweats.  When we got back to his hotel we were happy and exhausted.  We dropped my new clothes off at my house and decided we'd get a quick dinner before going back to relax at the hotel.  I have school tomorrow, so I'm not sure if my parents want me to sleep at my house, or if they just don't care.  My parents haven't really been the ones to be super controlling.  

We decide to go to Panda Express because it's close to the hotel and delicious.  We get our food and sit down when Harry tenses up across from me.  I turn around to search for what he's looking at when I see him.  Brad.

Brad was the guy from England who hung around Harry's friends.  He hit on me at the club and Harry got pissed and made us leave.  Harry made him out like such a dick, but we weren't even dating then.  Brad's not bad looking either, he's actually pretty hot.  He's got blonde messy hair and a nice jaw line.  Harry's got a better one, but that's not the point.  

"Let's go," Harry says grabbing his tray and drink, about to stand up.  I put my hand on his, stopping him.  His eyebrows knit together while he glares at me.  

"I want to stay here, He's probably not even going to come over here," I assure him.

He rolls his eyes but eventually breaks his hold on his tray and starts to eat.  

"Thank you," I smile.

"Whatever," He fails to hide a smile.

"I love you," I say wrapping my foot around his ankle.  

"I love you."

We continue to eat in a comfortable silence until I hear a chair scrape across the tiled floor.  I wince at the sound and look over to see the sound came from Brad.  Him and his friend were finished eating and were going to go dump their trays.  But not before Brad locks eyes with me.


Ahahah HEY.  

Jesus Brad why the hell are you in America?


So I'm updating now bc I can't over the weekend bc I have a three day club volleyball tournament over the weekend.  Which is fun and terrible at the same time, and I'll need to sleep a lot so I don't want to stay up writing.

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