Stay - HS

Alexia Roberts was just a normal British girl. 22 years old, working at a Starbucks in London. She had a perfectly boring future planned out before Harry Styles showed up and made it flawed, but also fun. When the end finally comes, it all depends on Alexia. Will she choose to stay or go?

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2. Chapter 2

I'm not going to include Mitch and all of Harry's other new bandmates much in this story as there isn't a lot information about them so I don't know their personalities. I'd like to keep this story as close to reality as possible, I don't know, I just feel like trying something else. My last story was fucked up, and I really want to keep this one on track.

Harry's POV

I've had a few crushes before, but I had never had this feeling. It's like I can't stay away from Alexia, I'm addicted to her.

I was meeting with her and her best friend, Meghan, at noon. I stayed in my hotel room, not knowing what to do. Ever since One Direction split up, I've been kind of lost. I knew I still had my other friends though, including Mitch, and I could still talk to Niall, Louis, Liam, and Zayn. I had nothing to do these 2 weeks except go to an interview. It was rare that I had weeks off, and although I loved my fans to death, I enjoyed some privacy here and there. Even though they probably all knew that I was here, but oh well.

I heard a knock on the door. I wondered who was there. It couldn't be a fan, right? Then again, I think they know everything about where I am right now. The security is keeping them down there.

I opened the door. Alexia stood there in a hoodie, a beanie, Chelsea shoes, and jeans.

"Hey, I'm Harry. Harry Styles." She said in a deep voice, trying to impersonate me.

"Wait a second." I went to the bathroom and got a towel. I wrapped it around my waist and showed Alexia.

"Hi! I'm Alexia. Alexia Roberts! Pleasure to meet you handsome man!" I squeaked. "Come in."

"That is so not me." Alexia returned to her normal voice, so I did too. "You entered my name as a person who could visit in your room whenever? Wow, I'm honored."

Last night, I had went downstairs to tell the front desk to let a person called 'Alexia Roberts' come to my room whenever she asks.

"I let all my friends visit me, I have nothing to do most of the time. At least, not this week."

Alexia walked backwards and I followed her to wherever she was going in this small room. I didn't see the bottle on the floor and tripped on it. I fell on top of Alexia, our lips connecting. As if on instinct, I started kissing her. After a second, she relaxed and kissed back. I pulled back when I ran out of air, and we were both panting. She stared at me wide-eyed before pushing me off of her and running out into the hall.

"Wait! Alexia!" I ran after her. I finally caught up to her on the streets of London.

"Alexia, I'm sorry!" I grabbed her hand but she shook it off. I ran a little faster and took her by the waist. I held her so she couldn't escape. I knew one word from her and I'd let her go, but I needed to take the chance that she wouldn't run away.

Alexia didn't say anything. She scanned my face with her eyes. "I'm sorry Harry, some people probably saw that and I probably ruined your reputation." She sighed.

"No, no! You didn't ruin anything. I was the one who initiated the kiss, I'm sorry."

"So what are we then? Friends, friends with benefits, best friends, girlfriend - boyfriend...?"

"We can be whatever you want us to be." I kissed her forehead. A large part of me hoped that she would say girlfriend - boyfriend.

"My choice? Anything?"

"Yes and yes."

"So if I ask if we could date, you'd be okay with that?"

"Mhm." My heart pounded in my chest.

Alexia paused, "I think... I think we should stay as friends for now, Harry. Don't you agree? I mean, it's kind of moving too fast."

Her big brown eyes met with my green. My heart fell. "Oh. Yeah... yeah."

My brain knew she had a point, it was moving too fast. My heart on the other hand said I'm addicted to her. I need her in my life. It's strange, I've never really felt this way before and I'm not sure if I should be scared.

"Do you want to go to a club tonight? Meghan thought of it." Alexia rolled her eyes.

"Sure, which one?"

"I don't know, Meghan's gonna text me the location. I'll text you when I get it."

***

It was noon. Alexia and I hung out all morning, listening to music and stuff. I drove Alexia to meet up with Meghan at a fancy restaurant. We were still in hoodies and jeans.

Meghan spotted us and waved.

"Harry Styles! You're so hot, I mean like, you even won Capital FM's Sexiest Male in Pop 2017 contest! And some genius proved that your eyes and cheeks are symmetrical! Your music is amazing too! Two Ghosts and Sweet Creature are my favourites! Though all of them are great! I'm rambling now aren't I." Meghan laughed nervously.

"He's just a human, Meghan. You don't need to act all fancy and stuff."

I smiled at Alexia. I loved how she thought of me like that.

"Hi, I'm Harry-"

"I know," Meghan laughed. "I'm Meghan Walker."

I held out my arms and she accepted the hug. We pulled away after a second.

"Lets go in! I reserved our seats." Meghan grinned.

"Wow, you must really want to impress Harry." Alexia nudged her.

"You don't even know." She replied.

Meghan led the way. Alexia walked by my side and sat beside me at our table.

"You didn't tell me that it'd be a fancy restaurant." I whispered to her.

"I didn't know it'd be a fancy restaurant." She whispered back.

A waiter came up to us after a minute. "Hello! I'll be your waiter for today. What would you like?"

"We should all get spaghetti and we can have a slurping contest." Alexia's eyes brightened in excitement.

Meghan nodded eagerly and they turned to look at me.

"Why not?" I shrugged. I haven't had a slurping contest since One Direction first started.

"3 spaghettis please." Meghan told him.

"And your drinks?"

"Water." Alexia said.

"I'll have whatever she's having." I nodded at Alexia.

Meghan looked at the menu for a while. "Red wine please."

"Okay. I'll be right out with your order."

"I'll win." I smirked once the waiter was gone.

The 2 girls stared at me. "No way." They spoke simultaneously.

The girls talked, while I sat in silence, only speaking when asked a question. Some people would refer to me as a wallflower.

The food came. We grabbed our forks and positioned ourselves.

"3... 2... 1... GO!" Meghan yelled.

We ignored the stares that came our way. In the end, I came second and Meghan came first.

"Damn, I always lose these things." Alexia laughed.

I took a napkin and wiped the sauce from my face. The girls followed.

"I have to go to work now, bye!" Alexia stood up.

"I'll drive you." I stood up too.

"You don't have to."

"But I want to. Bye Meghan!" I waved to her.

"See you tonight, he said yes to the club thing." Alexia referred to me.

"Yay! Bye!" Meghan waved us off.

I was going to walk out the front door before I realized something.

"Hold on." I stopped Alexia and asked the waiter for our table's cheque.

He came back from the cashier with it and I paid.

I jogged back to Alexia.

"You didn't have to do that either, Meghan was going to do it."

"That wouldn't be very gentlemanly of me if I let her pay, now would it?"

"You're too good for this world."

***

Alexia's POV

We split up to do whatever we were supposed to do, but came back together at the club.

Meghan challenged Harry to see who can drink the most shots. Harry won, but Meghan was good competition so Harry was really drunk now. He said he didn't drink, but I guess he couldn't stand losing challenges. I was sitting on a couch, on my phone playing Piano Tiles 2 - I wasn't really big fan of clubs, bars, pubs, or stuff like that.

Harry stumbled over to me and fell face-first on the couch. He was followed by Meghan.

"He's really drunk, watch out Lex!" Meghan yelled over the music.

"How are you not drunk?!" I yelled back while helping Harry sit up properly.

"I drink all the time! I'm used to it! And I am drunk, I think. But not even close to how drunk Harry is!"

I rolled my eyes, something I do often, and pushed Meghan towards the dance floor. A cute guy caught her and they started grinding their bodies together. I gagged a little and focused my attention back to Harry.

"Lexi." He slurred and went to hug me. He missed and fell on me instead.

"Harry, get off." I tried pushing him off, but he didn't budge.

"You're so cute." Harry giggled.

His breath smelled like pure alcohol. How many shots did he even take?

"Come on Harry, if you get off me I'll take you home."

"A kiss too?"

I hesitated. "Yes. A kiss too."

Harry got off me and I sat up. He stared at me expectantly. I sighed and leaned in slowly. He closed the distance between our lips eagerly.

I pulled away after a while. I'd be lying if I said I didn't like the kiss. I loved it, but he was drunk and I needed to take him home.

"Stay here." I ordered.

"Anything for Lex." Harry's lips twisted into a crooked grin. I had no choice but to grin back. His smiles made whoever saw it want to smile and it was impossible to resist the urge.

I found Meghan in the middle of the dance floor, dancing with some other random guy.

"I'm taking Harry back to his hotel, Meghan. Are you sure you're going to be okay?"

"YEAH! I'M FINE!"

I headed back to the couch that I left Harry on, and found a girl straddling him. He didn't have the energy to push her off of him.

"Excuse me." I tapped the girl's shoulder.

She turned around, "Oh. Is he yours?"

"Yeah."

"Remember the rule, kiss and ditch."

I was confused. "Oh, um, yeah."

"He seems to have a big dick, good luck. He's wasted, so it should be easy." The girl winked and walked away to another man.

I gagged again. Did she think I was apart of some club that involved having one-night stands with random people? What has this world even become to?

"Lets go Harry."

I helped him up and led him outside. I called a taxi and we got in it. I gave the driver the address of the hotel. Harry fell asleep on the ride.

"We're here." The driver announced.

I gave the driver the money and woke Harry up. Again, I helped Harry to his room and laid him on his bed. I took off his shoes, his socks, his coat, and his jeans. He stared at me so intensely the whole time that I started to feel self conscious.

"Goodnight Harry." I kissed his forehead.

I was just about the close the door when he called out, "Lay down with me, please?"

I re-entered the room and closed the door behind me. I looked up at the ceiling.

Why do I do this?

I took off my shoes and lay next to him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and held me close to him. I turned around, burying my face in his chest. Harry's soft snores slowly rocked me to sleep.

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