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?


7. Chapter 7

Alexia's POV

After a long 11 hour flight, we landed at California's airport at midnight in London, meaning it was about 8 am in California. The heat hit me hard.

Being in a new country always excited me to the point where nothing mattered much anymore. Jetlag was probably going to catch up to me in a few hours, so I'll just enjoy the time when I don't feel like I'm going to drop on the floor from how tired I was going to get.

"What do you want to do?" I asked Harry excitedly.

"Well, we first need to go shopping for you."

"You should have just let me bring my own clothes."

"What would be the fun in that?"

After we got our bags (I forced Harry to let me carry my own) and rented out a car, we went to the nearest mall. The first shop I saw was Victoria's Secret. Just to embarrass Harry, I pulled him in there. His face turned more red than mine in the airplane, just like all the males that were pulled inside the shop by their wife, girlfriend, sister, etc.

"Can't I just wait outside?" He groaned.

"Nope. Help me pick something!"

I picked up a lacy, black bra and found a matching underwear.

"You should try that on." Harry said, then realized what he actually said. "No, no, no! I meant like, if you want, um, you could like, just for yourself. Um..." He awkwardly trailed off.

I laughed. "Would you like me try this one for you?"

"If you want.. um, you don't have to." He stammered.

"Your face is so red."

Nonetheless, I picked out some bras and underwear quickly and went to go pay for it. Harry was going to pay, but I pushed him away.

"Why didn't you let me pay for it?" Harry questioned when we were finally out of that shop.

"That wouldn't be nice of me."

"But now I can't be a gentleman," he pouted. "How did you even get US cash?"

"I have my secrets. How did you get US cash?"

"There's a place for that in the airport, love."

"That's where I went."


At the end of the shopping spree, I ended up with more bags than 4 people could ever carry. I tried telling Harry I only needed one pair of pants and a shirt, but he didn't listen. One bag was full of bikini's. We had to make several trips back to the car. The time was now 3:04 pm.

"Are you hungry?" Harry asked when we were driving to the hotel.

"Not really, are you?"

"Nope." He popped the 'p'.

Now the jetlag was getting to me. I yawned, snuggled into the seat, and closed my eyes. Before I knew it, the songs on the radio rocked me to sleep.

I woke up on a white bed. Harry was sitting on the edge of the bed, back facing towards me.

"How are you not sleepy?!" I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

He turned around and put his phone down. "You'll get used to it once you travel a lot. Are you awake now?"

"Yeah. What time is it?"

"1 in the morning. Do you want to eat something now?"

"I'm not really hungry. Do you?"

"I already ate. You should eat, Alexia."

"I'm not hungry."

I actually wasn't hungry. That's weird. I love food and would eat even if I was full and looked like I was 8 months pregnant.

"At least have a snack."


"Or I'll be worried about you. Please?"

My heart warmed. Nobody ever cared whether I ate or not. My mom was always on business trips, my sister was always at her friend's house, Sydney (my ex-best friend) and Evan wanted me to not eat so I could stay skinny. I guess all they cared about was my looks. Looking back at my young self, I realized that I was like a lost puppy. Desperate for love, desperate for someone to care about me. So I followed Sydney and Evan everywhere they went, followed their instructions and advice, and was blind to what they were doing behind my back. Come to think about it, someone told me that they saw Evan and Sydney kissing at the back of the school, but I accused that person of lying. Still, I asked Evan about it and he said he only liked me and would never be the type to cheat. I was too gullible... and that's why I learned to not trust anyone easily.

I came back from my thoughts and into reality. Harry was waving a hand in front of my face.

"Sorry, I got lost in my thoughts." I sent him an apologetic smile.

He put his hand down. "It's alright. It happens to everyone."

He handed me a can of corned beef.

"Where'd you get that from?" I looked at him like he was crazy.

"I had some left from when Dunkirk was being filmed so I brought some here."

"You're crazy, man."

"I'm smart."

"Smart little chipmunk." I pinched his cheeks.

"I'm not a chipmunk, I'm a man." Harry flexed his muscles.

"I'm a potato. A yummy, cooked potato."

Harry climbed on the bed and got on all fours. He nuzzled his nose against my cheek. "Then I'll cut you up and eat you."

I burst out laughing.

"What?" He asked, confused. He obviously didn't get what he just said, or maybe I just have a sexual mind.

"You're too pure." I cupped his chin with both of my hands. My forehead touched his. "Maybe I'll just let you eat me."

"Oh my gosh, are you blushing?" I laughed.

"No." Harry blushed even more.

"You totally are! Aww, you're so cute!"

"Well when your girlfriend talks about having sex with you, wouldn't you blush?"

"But I'll never have a girlfriend." I sassed.

"When your boyfriend talks about having sex with you, wouldn't you blush?"

"Hmm. Maybe."

"You talk about this like it's normal," Harry rolled his eyes, something I've never seen him do. He looks cute when he does it. He looks cute when he does everything. "Are you even a virgin?"

"I talk about this like it's normal? Look at you! Casually asking me if I'm a virgin! I am though."

Harry's POV

Is it bad that we've just started this relationship and I already want to be the one to end her virginity... her innocence?

Alexia's POV

"Eat your canned beef." Harry ordered.

"If I end up vomiting, I'm aiming for you."

"You can't possibly be that full."

"Only I would know."

I went to the bathroom to wash my hands. I jumped back on the bed and opened the can, then ripped a little piece from the whole. I offered the rest to Harry.

"You're just going to eat that little?" Harry raised an eyebrow. "At least eat half."

I took half and stuffed it in my mouth.

"Are you happy now?" I spoke with my mouth full. I didn't usually do that though, I hope he didn't think I had bad manners.

"Yep." Harry gave me a thumbs up.

I finished chewing and swallowed. I took the other half and stuffed it in Harry's mouth. He finished eating before speaking.

"What's with stuffing food in my mouth?" He chuckled.

"What's with-" My phone rang. It was Meghan.

"Excuse me sire." I bowed my head slightly.

"You are excused, m'lady."

"Hey Meg!" I said as a 'hello'.

"Jason and I are getting married!"

"Oh my gosh CONGRATULATION! Wait... WHAT?!"

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding! So... how's your time with Harry in the sun?"

"All we've done is go to the mall and sleep. Well, I've slept. I don't know about him."

"Ugh, I miss you! I'm not going to see you in at least a year!"

"Maybe you will, maybe something will happen. I miss you too! Anyways, enough about me, how are you? Or more like, how is Jason treating you? I'll fly straight back home and kick his ass if you say bad."

Meghan laughed. "He's been fine. Really good, actually."

"Does he live in an apartment?"


"Does he have food in his apartment?"


"Ok, if I ever come to his apartment, I'm raiding his fridge."

"I think he has frozen pizza in his freezer-"

"Oh I already love this guy."

"-But I might take it and finish it just so you can't have it."

"Fuck you."

Meghan laughed again. One thing I love in some people is that they laugh a lot. I guess that's why I like Meghan and Harry so much.

"We can always get more."

"You better get more." I warned.

"Or we can attempt to make sushi."

"If you even try to cook something, the whole building would end up in flames."

"Hey! Just because you're good at cooking doesn't mean you can dis mine! We can make sushi with fries, beef, cucumber, carrots, anything!"

"Why in the world would you put those stuff in sushi? I get the cucumber, but fries?"

"You know what they say, go big or go home."

"Quote - 'why would anyone go big when they could go home'."

"Such an introvert."

"Such an extrovert."

"I'm going out for a run now, call you later Lex."

"Kk, bye."

I hung up.

I should probably go to sleep, as I'll have to get used to this time.

"Night Harry." I laid back on the bed, not bothering to pull the blankets over me. It was way too hot for blankets. I closed my eyes.

"Sweet dreams." Harry kissed my forehead.

I felt Harry get off the bed I was on, probably to go to the other bed.

"Sleep here please?" I blindly reached out for him.

The space beside me sank. I grabbed on to his shirt and cuddled close to him. I eventually fell asleep.


My eyes opened to the blinding light of the sun. Harry was still asleep beside me.

I took a shower and got dressed. I wore white crop top with denim shorts. On my head was a small flower crown with white flowers. I left my wavy, waist length hair down. I slipped on my pair of Converse. The time was 9:49 now. I don't know what time I woke up, but I'm sure that getting ready only took me an hour or so. The shower is what makes it so long. Sometimes, I just let the water run (waste of water, sorry) and stand there enjoying the warmth.

I'm in a good mood today, so I'm going to be nice and not going to wake Harry up. Just kidding. I jumped on Harry's stomach and screamed in his ear.

"What happened?! Did someone get hurt?" Harry sat up looked around, wildly whipping his head from one side to another looking for any sign of danger.


"Why'd you have to wake me up that way?" Harry whined.

"Why not?"

"Do you want to go to the beach today? After breakfast, of course."


"What do you want to eat for breakfast?"

"Ice cream."

"That's unhealthy."

"What can I say? I'm just an unhealthy person."

"What about a breakfast buffet?"

"Where are we supposed to find that? Don't answer that. I want ice cream."

"What about a granola bar?"

"Jeez how much food do you have in that bag?"

"Just a few cans of corned beef, a few granola bars, y'know. The usual."

"What if I eat a granola bar, then we go get ice cream at the beach."


He gave me the bar. I finished it slowly while he got dressed.

He wore a pair of ripped jeans, floral collared shirt (he had several buttons down so his chest was visible... not that I'm complaining), and his usual Chelsea boots. And he pulls it off. I don't know any other person that could wear that outfit and look like they're going on to the beach. What a king.

"You look good." I complimented. 'UNDERSTATEMENT!' was what my mind was yelling. He looked like a greek god.

"Thank you! You look good too. Just like everyday."

"Okay, enough of that. Let's go!" I looped my arm through his and pulled him to the car. We had to go back though because we forgot to bring the swimwear, towels, and just the normal stuff you would bring to a beach.

At the beach

I changed into my bikini in the car while Harry went to the nearby bathroom. It had a pattern made out of mini pineapples. I've never shown this much skin to Harry, so I naturally became a bit self-conscious (okay, fine, I was really self-conscious) when we met up on the sand. He rocked a pair of black swim trunks.

His eyes roamed down my body, from my sunglasses at the top of my head to the white flip flops under my feet. I guess I can't really say anything, as I was checking out his abs and all his tattoos. I don't have one. I would like to get a tattoo one day, but I'm scared of the pain. Like, you're poking a needle or something into your skin a bunch of times - how about no.

I spread the towels on the sand. Once I made sure everything was set up safely and the waves would get to it, I ran into the body of salty water. I walked/swam until the water was up to my shoulders. It was warm, and floating face-up on the water felt really good. I looked underwater and spotted a seashell.

"Come in!" I beckoned Harry over.

He slowly made his way to me, making me impatient. I would go to him and pull him here, but I'm a lazy person so I waited.

At last, he was within arm's reach.

"Look." I pointed in the direction of the shell.

He took a breath and dived down. When he resurfaced, the shell was lying on the palm of his hand. He gave it to me.

"Thank you!" I side-hugged him.

"You're welcome."

Unexpectedly, he pulled me underwater. Since we could both open our eyes underwater, we had a mini staring contest before my eyes felt like they were on fire and I needed air. I popped my head above the water and gasped for air. Harry followed.

"I win." He grinned.

"I'll beat you next time." I tackled Harry and we went back underwater. The great thing about water is everything feels lighter so I wasn't actually hopeless when it came to pushing people.

The battle of me and Harry's hands became the battle of me and Harry's tongues. Our mouths filled with water, but we didn't particularly care.

30 minutes later

After 30 minutes of playing the water, Harry and I relaxed on the beach.

"Can I bury you in sand?" I asked.

"Sure." Harry laid down. I started scooping up sand with my bare hands.

I finally finished burying him up until his head and by the time I was finished, he had fallen asleep. I picked up the book I had put on the towel before and started reading.

The book was about forbidden love. 2 people (or more like 1 human and 1 siren) fall in love. The siren's name is Lily (14) and the boy's name is Nick (15). The world knew about sirens, and humans were taught (since they were young) to kill a siren at once if they meet one. Some humans - a VERY little amount - refuse to kill sirens, the humans who believe sirens have a soul too. But others are ruthless and dedicate their lives to hunting sirens down. Unfortunately, Nick's family has killed many sirens and are not afraid to kill more. They made it their job and expect it to be Nick's destiny. Nick's best friend (Abby) however, is against killing sirens. Nick meets Lily when he goes on vacation in his family's cottage (his family is rich) and went out canoeing. He accidently meets Lily. Lily wasn't singing or anything, just sitting on a rock and staring longing at the ducks flying past. She wishes she could be them - free. Lily gets lost in her thoughts, not noticing when Nick sneaks up behind her. He was going to knock her unconscious, bring her back to the cottage and kill her in front of his family (that's what they do for fun. This was his first time seeing a siren and he was a bit frightened, but not as close to how frightened Lily was when she realizes he's there. They look into each other's eyes, Lily's eyes are wide with fear. He thinks she's the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. He paddles away quickly. The first person Nick goes to is Abby. Lily and Nick meet again next year in the summer on the same rock. This time, Nick gathers the courage to talk to her. They form a bond and fall in love.

That's all I got to before Harry shook sand on me.

"You're awake." I looked at him, squinting because of the sun.

"I got sand in my pants." He whined.

"Sorry." I shrugged.

"Alexia!" Someone shouted. Or it was my imagination.

"Did you hear that?" I stood up, put the book on the towel, and looked around.

"Yeah." Harry responded. He wrapped his arm around my waist, almost in a protective way.

2 guys about the same height approached me. One blonde (taller one) and one brunette like me and Harry.

"Alexia, is that you?" Blondie peered at me closely. Never mind, he was looking at Harry's arm around my waist.

"Um, who are you?" My face scrunched up in confusion.

"Oh, you don't recognize me. Yeah, I wouldn't blame you. It's been so long. Plus, I dyed my hair. You like it?"

"Who are you?" I repeated.


"Jacob? The one I knew for a month before he had to move?"

"The one that you were best friends with before I had to move."

"Jacob! You never texted or called!" I jumped on him and hugged him tightly.

"Sorry. Anyways, this is my boyfriend, Daniel." He gestured to the brunette beside him.

"Oh! You came out? When?"

"A few weeks after I moved."

"Hi Daniel," I waved to him. "This is my boyfriend, Harry."

"I know. I'm a huge fan of your music." Jacob laughed and shook Harry's hand. Harry seemed to relax from his stiffened form.

"Thanks." Harry smiled.

Jacob and Harry went to go talk about whatever, and I was left alone with Daniel.

"Not much of a talker?" I nudged him and grinned.

"Is it obvious?" Daniel rolled his eyes.

"Don't worry. I hate talking too."

Daniel smiled slightly.

Jacob and Harry started belting out the lyrics to Kiwi. It started off soft, then started getting louder.

"Do you know the lyrics?"

"Are you kidding? The only reason Jacob started talking to me is because I said I liked One Direction! I mean, not as a crush or anything, y'know, 'cause that would be awkward and um..."

I giggled. "Let's join in!"

I took his hand and pulled him towards Jacob and Harry. All of us connected hands (the order of where we were standing went like: Daniel-Jacob-Harry-Alexia).

She's driving me crazy, but I'm into it, but I'm into it
I'm kind of into it
It's getting crazy, I think I'm losing it, I think I'm losing it
I think she said I'm having your baby, it's none of your business
I'm having your baby, it's none of your business (None of your, none of your)
I'm having your baby, it's none of your business
I'm having your baby, it's none of your, it's none of your

It's New York, baby, always jacked up
Whole tunnels, foreign noses always backed up
When she's alone, she goes home to a cactus
In a black dress, she's such an actress

Driving me crazy, but I'm into it, but I'm into it
I'm kind of into it
It's getting crazy, I think I'm losing it, I think I'm losing it
I think she said I'm having your baby, it's none of your business
I'm having your baby, it's none of your business (None of your, none of your)
I'm having your baby, it's none of your business
I'm having your baby, it's none of your, it's none of your

She sits beside me like a silhouette
Hard candy dripping on me 'til my feet are wet
And now she's all over me, it's like I paid for it
It's like I paid for it, I'm gonna pay for this

A crowd of people gathered on the sand.

When we finished, they all cheered. Some even threw money at us, thinking we were street performers. Except on a beach. We, of course, returned the money.

"We should go now." Jacob said.

Harry turned to me. "Do you want to go too?"

"Not like there's much more to do here."

"Oh, Alexia. Can I get your number? I got a new phone." Jacob showed me his new phone.

"Me too! Give me your phone and I'll give you mine to put the contact in." Jacob and I exchanged phones.

"Done!" He exclaimed.

"Here." I gave him his phone back and he gave mine back.

Jacob glanced at Harry who was now talking with Daniel.

"I approve of your boyfriend, Alexia. He's a good person." Joey did a thumbs up.

"You think I don't already know that? Plus, I would still date him without your approval, you know."

"Typical Alexia." He rolled his eyes. "Let's go Daniel!"

"Coming!" Daniel shouted back.

Daniel and Jacob walked off.

They held hands, which made me coo. "Aren't they so cute?"


I looked down and realized that I had unintentionally reached for Harry's hand and was now holding it. Not that I minded.

Night time, back at the hotel

"Do you like pizza?" I combed my hands through my hair.

"It's not my favourite, but I do like it. You love pizza, right?"

I half-heartedly nodded. Something was bugging me. I wasn't sure what, but I had a feeling that something bad was going to happen. Maybe not today, but soon. I wanted to distract myself, so I talked to Harry.

Unknown's POV

Harry Styles and Alexia Roberts are dating. Impossible. They're also in California now, and I live here. Alexia is an ugly little lying bitch. Her boyfriend would obviously like me better. I could kidnap them and only let Alexia go if Harry dates me. If the media is right and Harry really is smitten for her, he'd probably agree. Plus, the fame would do me good. Now, to find where they are right now would be the hard part. Luckily I don't have to do that.

"PETER!" I yelled.

He appeared, looking as ugly as ever.

"Find me Harry Styles and Alexia Roberts. Tell me where they are and take them to me alive, but blindfolded and gagged." I ordered.


"Well, what are you waiting for? Don't just stand there! Get to work!" I shooed.

Peter scurried away. Gosh, he's so annoying. I only keep him around to do my dirty work.

"See you soon, Lex." I smirked.

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