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?


21. Chapter 21

Alexia's POV

How I've missed listening to British accents that wasn't Harry's. Now we were back in England, so I won't have to miss that.

"Daydreaming?" I teased.

"Maybe." Harry's hand left from under his chin to around me, stopping a bit too close to my boobs. Not that I was complaining.

I waited for him to tell me what it was about.

"It's stupid. I was just thinking about when we get married. What dress you would wear, where it would be, the afterparty, you know, all that stuff."

My breath caught in my throat and my heart fluttered. He said when and not if. "I think it's very cute."

"Oh? We're going out."


"Do you want to meet my mum? Properly, over dinner?"


"When else? I already called her about it."

I had a hard time figuring out what to wear. Fancy, or casual? In the end, I settled for a white top that had bell sleeves and a ruffled hem. I paired it with ripped jeans and my converse. I let my wavy hair down over my shoulders. Since I hated makeup, I only put on a light layer of lip gloss.

Taking a light sweater (the ones with the zippers) with me, I took a deep breath before going outside, where Harry was meeting me. The cold air hit my skin and I shivered. "Okay, I'm ready."

He looked up from his phone. "You look incredible," he breathed.

"Thank you."

"I never thought anyone could look so good in a shirt and jeans. You look like a fucking goddess."

"Be my god?"

"Always, darling."

We pulled up at the driveway of his mum's house. Before I could start panicking, Harry kissed me.

"It'll be alright," he reassured. 

Harry let me have the pleasure of ringing the doorbell. His grip on my arm was tight, but not too tight to hurt me, probably because he was afraid I might run away. Which I did think about. 

"Alexia! I missed you, hon!" Anne hugged me. "Hello, Harry, how is everything?"

"No hug for me?" Harry pouted.

Anne pulled us all into a hug, pulling us into the house at the same time.

Gemma appeared behind her. "Oh my god, Alexia. I've been DYING to have girl contact. Ever since like, a few weeks ago, I've only had my boyfriend with me. All other times, I was alone. I want to tell you SO much."

I was surprised at how quickly she came to trust me.

"After dinner," Anne warned.

"Of course."

Dinner was... well, a typical mother-meets-boyfriend's-girlfriend dinner. Honestly, I thought we had covered everything on our last 'meeting' but I guess not. Everyone agreed to let us stay the night there. Gemma pulled me aside and into her room to tell me about what's been going on with her life. Then Anne took me into her room and we chatted about random stuff. She showed me some of Harry's baby photos. With each one, my smile grew wider.

"He was really cute, wasn't he?" Anne said when she saw my smile.

"Past tense?"

"Well, I can't really say cute these days," Anne joked.

Harry barged into the room. "One - rude. Two - it's my time with Lex now."

"Harry, love, eavesdropping is rude."

"Sorry Mum." Harry quickly kissed Anne on the cheek, then whisked me away in his arms. He closed the door behind him once we were in his room. He set me down so my back was leaning against the door. "You don't care, do you?"

"Do something good to me and I'll consider forgiving you." I wanted to scream, DID YOU NOTICE IT? DID YOU NOTICE THAT I SAID 'TO ME' AND NOT 'FOR ME'? But I didn't. I didn't have to.

"To?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

I nodded.

Harry kissed me, and though it was amazing like always, it just wasn't enough. He hurriedly pulled away. "I can't do this, Lex."

"Do what?" I cocked my head to the side.

"I have very little control left. If I lose that..."

"Who says I want you to stay in control?" I stepped closer to him until our stomachs and chests were touching. My fingers went up and linked behind his neck. This time, I kissed him.

"Are you sure?" He panted.

Harry's POV

"Are you sure?" 

My hands were now under her shirt on her back, my index and thumb rubbing slow circles. She nodded. As we kissed, we clumsily made our way to the bed. Alexia helped me take my shirt off and I threw the covers over us. My fingers fumbled with the zipper of my pants. The only thing that was stopping me from being pure naked is my boxers. Alexia still had her bra and underwear on. I unclipped the bra for her while she took off my boxers, leaving me naked but her still with her underwear on. She slowly slid it down, looking into my eyes as she did so. She bit her lip. I wanted her. Now. She was too tempting to wait any longer. 

"Tease," I whispered in her ear, and then nibbled on her ear lobe. 

"It's off now."

Alexia's POV

I woke up and the first thing I thought was, why is it so bright? Then I realized Harry's arm was draped over my bare stomach, my skin burning at his touch. I remembered last night and smiled. I reached out a grabbed my phone from the bedside table. I checked Twitter, something I hadn't done in forever. I saw a tweet about a bachelor auction, and the money would go to charity. It was close by too.

"Good morning, darling." Harry pecked my cheek.

"Good morning. Okay, so there's thing bachelor auction thing not to far from home."

"You sure move on fast," Harry joked.

"No silly, men are going to be the bachelors. You should go."

"Nah, I really don't think I should-"

"Please, please, please, please, please?"

"Why do you want me to?"

"I don't know, it'll be fun. Please?"

"Fine. Only for you."

Auction time

I have to admit, there were a LOT of attractive men here. But none as attractive as Harry. It seemed like ages before it was Harry's turn. While waiting for him, I thought about my mum. I visited her today. She looks better now. Just a little. I was scared, I didn't want her to die. The person who took care of me my whole life, when my dad died and all, was losing her life. That wasn't fair. If I had a choice, my life or my mum's, I'd gladly sacrifice myself. Finally, Harry walked up the little catwalk and the person who was announcing the prices and stuff met him there. 

"This is Harry Styles, former member of the successful band One Direction and the current solo singer of the hit Sign of the Times! How about we start at 100?"

Everybody raised their cards.

"Okay, ₤200?"

Everybody's cards was still up.


Still, no cards were down. Except mine, but I didn't bid for any of them. I have Harry at the end of the day anyways, so it didn't really matter.


Still up.

"₤1000?" The person sounded shocked.

Still up.

A lady stood up. She was REALLY hot. "I bid ₤2000."

Something inside me flickered. I didn't want Harry going out with this woman, how could I ever compete with her? She'll steal my man in seconds! I stood up too. "Uh, I bid ₤2100!"

She whipped her head my way, and sneered, "₤2200."

We both made our way on stage. Me on one side of Harry and her on the other. I glared at her. "₤2300." 

"Lex, don't waste your money on me. It's just dinner, it won't mean anything," Harry whispered. I grabbed his hand, feeling everybody's eyes on them except the lady that was on stage with me. 


"₤3000." I spoke slow and low, my voice warning her to back off.

She was about to say another number, but my death glare shut her up. "Fine, take him." She walked off.

Now it was just me and Harry, and the rest of the people in the room. I realized what I had done. My face turned red and warm. Then Harry kissed me, making everyone else fade from my attention.


Harry and I laid in my bed in my apartment, entangled in each other's limbs, naked. It was 3 am, and I'm pretty sure anyone could guess what happened before this.

"₤3000. Never knew I was worth so much." Harry chuckled.

"You're worth way more than that. And plus, it's for a good cause. I'll be waiting for that dinner."

"We're not ordering spaghetti this time."

"Mhm." I agreed.

"We'll go straight to dessert."

"Nice try, Styles. But I try to be healthy." I paused for an unknown reason. "You were meant to be in the spotlight, Harry. Everything about you. Your name sounds so right. You see it on screen and you just know it belongs. The Harry part," I tousled his hair and his eyes fluttered close. "fits with you. The Styles also fits you. It's like a coincidence. A very lucky one, in that case."

"I love you. I don't say that enough."

"You sure expressed it while you were making love to me." I cheekily grinned.

Harry rolled his eyes.

"I love you too." I pressed my lips to his collarbone. He shivered. Pleased with his reaction, I started leaving a trail of kisses from his neck down to his butterfly tattoo. His arms around me tightened as he softly moaned. I laid my head on his chest and listened to his heart beat. It went fast at first, but then slowed down to a steady beat. We just had sex, I wasn't about to have it again in the same night. Tomorrow... maybe. Probably not though. I gave my virginity to Harry. Wow. If anyone told me this while I was in high school, that I was going to lose my virginity to someone like Harry, I would have thought they needed rehab. Mostly because I never thought someone as incredible as Harry existed.

Harry exhaled. "At this rate, you'll soon be getting me to ask you to marry and have babies with me." 

"I might just say yes."


"What were you and Harry doing here last night?" Meghan wiggled her eyebrows.

"Y'know, for the first time, your guess is actually right." I threw a piece of popcorn in the air and caught it in my mouth.


"What? No! Perv."

"It's not like I'm trying to watch you guys, I just want to hear about it. Details please."

"You're mental."

"I've been told."

"Where's Jason? You never bring him over. I STILL haven't met him yet."

Meghan shrugged. "I'll do it someday. What do you want to do today? Harry's not with you, right?"

"Yeah, he's with his family."

"Okay, so we're alone. Do you want to go to the beach? It's pretty hot out."

"It's not that hot."

"Movie theatre?"


"Get ready and we'll go."

I looked down at my pyjamas. An oversized t-shirt. "Be right back."

After my time in the bathroom, I went to my room and picked out some clothes; black leggings, crop top, and Vans.

In the car, Harry texted me. I wasn't driving, so it was perfectly safe for me to text him back.

Bae: Good morning gorgeous

Alexia: Morning

Bae: What's up

Alexia: Going to the movies with Meghan. How's your visit going?

Bae: We went out for breakfast. They're both in the bathroom

Alexia: Ha, loner

Bae: That hurt my feelings 😔 Say sorry

Alexia: No can do babe

Bae: They're coming back, see you later, love you

Alexia: See ya

I stuffed my phone back in my pocket. "Okay, Meghan, what movie are we going to watch?"

"I'm thinking a horror-"

"No." It flashed me back to the time me and Harry watched a horror movie. I had his arm to grip onto, but I don't this time.

"Fine. Paddington 2?"

"Isn't that for kids?"

"Are you saying adults can't watch kid movies? And who said it was just for kids?"

"Alright, alright." 

After the movie, we still had half the popcorn left. We had shared too.

"What are we going to do with this?" I held up the bag.

"Save it for tomorrow's breakfast, duh."

"You do that. I prefer an apple."

"Are you on a diet or something?"

"No, how could I ever be? Any food is too good to resist."

"Good. Because you're the perfect shape, and you'd be crazy to not eat sweets."

We went to a bakery and picked up a cake, which Meghan apparently ordered this morning. It was amazing service, how they could get a cake done in less than a day with all those other orders too. I guess they did the urgent ones first. We returned back to our apartment.

"To us!" Meghan raised her plate with a slice of the cake on it. 

"To us!" I repeated. We hip bumped, almost making the cake slices fall.

"Do you have a pair of Harry's boxers?" she asked.

"I have 2, I think. He left them here."

"I dare you to throw one of them into a crowd of fans."

"How am I supposed to do that?"

"Tweet it. Tell them to meet you at the park, and you'll throw it somewhere. First person who catches it gets keep it."

I shrugged. Opening Twitter, I tweeted, 'Giving away a pair of @Harry_Styles boxers! Gonna throw it. Whoever gets it can keep it.' Then replying to it, I gave the address of the park.

It didn't take long for people to already be there. Soon, there were about a little more than 50 people. I emerged from my hiding place in the trees, followed by Meghan. I held the underwear up in the air and everyone screamed. 

"FINDERS KEEPERS!" I shouted just before I stood on the picnic table and threw it into the sea of people.

One teenage girl came out victorious. Some people grumbled and left, others stayed and took pictures of the girl with the underwear and me.

She grinned. "Thank you, thank you, thank you! I'll keep it safe."

"Harry doesn't even know about this," I snickered.

"Really? He replied to your tweet, see?" She showed me his reply, '@AlexiaRoberts We'll talk about this later'. I rolled my eyes. The girl glanced up. "My mum's calling. Bye! Again, thank you!"

"You're welcome. Bye!"

Meghan stepped up beside me. "That. Was. Awesome. Did you see how everyone dived for it?"

"Yeah, I was there."

"I would LOVE to stay with you, but Jason called and said he's back from the United States."

"I'll be fine. Go! Go be with your true love." I made puckered lips.

"Thanks! Bye!" She ran off. 

I got down from the table and walked to the big oak tree in the middle of the park. I watched the sun set, admiring how the sky turned red, pink and orange to blue and black. It was another starless night, but nonetheless, the moon looked great. A pair of strong arms circled around me from behind.

"Guess who. Hint, it's the person's underwear you gave away."

I sighed. "Look, I'm sorry. I know you didn't give your consent but Meghan dared me to do it and I can't resist a dare."

"Really? I dare you to kiss me then."

I smirked. "That can be easily done." 

Harry's lips were warm and tasted like mint. 

His face lingered centimetres from mine. "That was worth waiting the whole day."


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