Say You Love Me

"Who is that?," I asked Erica, peeking through the curtains, pointing to his shadow walking on the beach.
"That's Harry Styles. He usually comes out at night for a stroll. Some people say that he's a vampire."
I looked at him again and he was looking straight at me. I quickly closed the curtain.
"A vampire? You gotta be kidding me," I said.
She shrugged.
I peeked outside again, but he was gone. I looked left, then, right, but I didn't see him. Chills ran down my spin and I closed the curtain.


7. Storm


Elizabeth's P.O.V.


I woke up to an empty bed.

What time was it? And where was Harry?

Just like my thoughts have had been heard, Harry came walking into the room, in his boxers, smiling at me.

"Good morning love, or should I say goodnight?," he asked.

"What time is it?," I asked, yawning and stretching myself out.

"It's twelve a.m.," he answered, sitting down in front of me.

"Oh..," I frowned.

Well I spent this day being really lazy.

Harry chuckled.

"What's so funny?," I asked.

"Nothing, sorry...I was just thinking about how it all happened," he said, looking at me.

"You mean this," I asked, pointing to the bed.

He nodded.

"Well I started it," I giggled.

"You sure did," he said, looking at me lovingly, and then  out the window.

I did too, and I saw lightening strike across the sky.

"Are we in for a storm?," I asked.

Harry looked at his phone.

"Yes, a severe," he said, showing me the map.

I made a weird face.

"I think I gotta go home then," I said.

"Why?," he asked, sorta of disappointed.

"Well, I left the doors unlocked and the windows opened," I said.

"Let me take care of that. You stay here. The storms gonna hit us any minute, and I don't want you to get hurt," he said.

"Okay....could you grab me some PJ's then? My room is upstairs to the left," I said.

"I'd prefer you sleep like you are," he chuckled, standing up.

I threw a pillow at him.

He smiled and winked.

"I left the keys by the door downstairs," I said.

He nodded.

"I'll be back in a few minutes then," he said, walking out, grabbing his pants.

I sighed and got up, covering my body and walking to the window.

I saw Harry exit the house and look up at me.

"No stalking," he said.

"Sorry sorry," I said, turning around.

I heard him laugh as I walked back to the bed, getting under the covers. But then I realized that the window was open and it had started raining, and the wind started blowing hard.

I stubbornly got up again and walked to the window shutting it.

Then I picked up Harry's shirt and put it on me.


I went out the door and looked around.

He had another bedroom, which I assume was the guest room, and a bathroom to the right of the hallway. To the left there was a room with a desk and lots of papers on it, and some books. Further along there was a room that was locked. 

Wonder what that was...?

I tried to turn the knob, but it wouldn't barge.

"I did say no stalking," Harry suddenly was behind me.

I screamed and jumped.

He chuckled.

"You almost gave me a heat attack here you fool," I said, smacking his chest.

"Sorry love, couldn't help it," he smiled.

"What's in here though," I asked, trying the knob again.

He took my hand off of it, and pressed me up against the door.

"That's for me to know and you to find out," he said, looking at my lips, then my eyes.

I gulped.

He kissed me once and let me go, taking my hand and leading me down the hallway to the marble stairs.

He took me to the kitchen.

"Want something to drink?," he asked.

If he was a vampire he wouldn't have anything else to drink besides blood....interesting...another point that he's NOT a vampire.

"Um, you have orange juice?," I asked.

"Yes, just bought it yesterday," he said, taking out a full bottle.

He poured me a glass and handed it to me.

"So, where does your mom and sister live?," I asked, taking a sip.

"California," he answered quickly.

"Why so far away?," I asked.

"I chose to live here. I visit them every month or two months," he said.

"Ahh I see. What do you do for a living then?," I asked.

He gulped and thought.

"I uhh...have  a business," he said.

"What kind of business?"

"It's a fabric company," he said, looking me in the eyes.

"Oh cool," I said, finishing my drink and putting it down.

He put the juice carton back in the fridge and came over to me taking my hand, just as lightening stroke and thunder rolled, making me shiver.

"You don't like storms do you?," he asked.

"No," I said.

He picked me up and carried me to the living room, to his couch, putting me down and getting a very, VERY, soft blanket and covered me with it.

He sat down next to me pulling me close. I rested my head on his chest.

"So...when can I see that mysterious room?," I asked, looking at him.

His eyes flickered to mine.

"Soon, when I know you're ready," he said.

"Are you like Mr. Grey from Fifty Shades? Do you have a secret room full of sex toys and whatsoever?," I asked.

"That's for me to know and you to find out," he winked.

"Urrgg, you're mean," I said.

He chuckled and kissed my head and turned the TV on.

Another strike of lightning and crash of thunder made me shiver all over.

"Darling it's only a storm," Harry said, holding me closer.

"Oh hush," I said, covering my face with the blanket.

I felt Harry's soft hand slid up my thigh.

"Harry not now," I said.

He chuckled and placed his hand on my waist.

I came up from under the covers, looking up at Harry.

"Hello there," he said, chuckling.

"Urg," I said, getting up.

Harry watched me walk to the stairs, dropping the blanket to the floor teasingly.

He got up and walked behind me, placing his hands on my hips.

I turned around.

"Mr. Styles, go back to watching TV," I said.

"Hmmm no," he said.

 I rolled my eyes, and he squeezed my bum, making me bite my lip.

Thunder crashed again and I jumped on him, and luckily he caught me.

Harry made a cute face, making me giggle a little.

"Why don't we just go upstairs to bed?," he asked.

"Yeah, but I'm not tired at all," I said.

"We'll find something to do," he said, walking up the stairs, carrying me.

"Like what?," I asked, looking into his green eyes.

"Perhaps round three?," he smirked.

I rolled my eyes and he chuckled.

"We've known each other for barely three days and you've already fucked me twice, all in one day," I said.

He chuckled again.

As we neared the room, I looked down the hallway.

"Why don't you just show me that room?," I asked.

"No no darling, not today," he said, walking into his room.

"Then when??," I pouted.

"Soon but not now," he said, placing me on the bed and crawling on top of me, kissing me passionately.

I groaned and kissed back.

He pulled away.

"I have to just go back downstairs to turn the TV off," he said.

I nodded and he got up, walking out.

Mysterious man.

I quietly got up and tip-toed down the hallway, and sat down in front of the locked room.

Harry came up the stairs and quickly his eyes met mine.

I put a smug face on, looking at him.

"No Liz, not now," he said, coming to me.

"But daddy I wanna," I begged.

His eyes flashed red, but quickly turned green. I blinked a few times. Damn my imagination.

"Baby, let's go to the bedroom," he said calmly.

"Urg, fine," I said, walking away.

He chuckled and followed me.

I sat down on the bed and crossed my arms on my chest.

Harry laid down stretching himself out.

Thunder crashed once again and I quickly dived under the covers, close to him.

He chuckled softly and put one arm around me.

I cuddled close to him.

"Harry?," I asked.


"You know I can't stay here forever. I'm only here for another one and a half week," I said.

He sighed.

"Let's not think about that shall we?," he said, looking out the window.

I tried reading his face, but was unable to tell how he felt about that.

"Why do you like me so much?," I asked.

His head snapped my way.

"Because you are different from any other girl I've ever met," he said, cupping my face.

"Only that?," I asked, smiling.

"Well, you're beautiful, cute, sexy, adorable, stubborn, and well unique," he said.

"Unique?," I asked.



"And one of a kind."

"Stop," I giggled.

"It's true. You can help me- uhhh.."

"Help you with what?," I asked.

"Nothing, my minds just racing around and I'm saying the wrong words," he chuckled.


"Yes, think we should try and sleep again," he said.

"Fine," I said, rolling my eyes.

He kissed my forehead and I placed my head on his chest. 

The sound of his heartbeat made me fall back into a deep, deep, sleep.




Harry's P.O.V.


I watched her fall asleep, thinking about what just happened.

I think I denied my feelings for her, and well I knew hers. But still it was too early to tell her about who I am and what she can do to change me.

I sighed and looked out the window, lightning flashing and thunder crashing.

That's how I felt on the inside right now. A great big storm.

I looked down at her peaceful face on my chest, a small smile on her lips.

She was just so perfect.

So perfect for me.







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