Take Me Home
Let Me Kiss You
Harry's POV
Together, hand in hand, they ran through the rain inside to one directions vacation house. They were soaking wet and Harry notice Karmina's dress was slightly become see through which he enjoyed. She stood there, the shivering beauty; trying to wipe away the wetness with her small delicate hands. She finally caught his eye.
"Uh come to my room ill get you a towel and some dry clothes," he gestured towards his room. She looked over and saw the chaps coming so she quickly scurried inside Harry's room. Harry could see the embarrassment on her face.
Harry gave her a towel and looked through his clothes of a shirt. He settles for a button down which he thought she would look incredible sexy in. She began ringing out her wet hair in the towel and slowly slipping out of her heels. She instantly became half a foot shorter.
"You aren't very tall," he pointed out.
"Shut up," Harry heard Karmina giggle for the first time, a laugh so sweet and angelic.
"Don't worry, it's cute," he gave a sincere smile.
"I'm going to change, can you turn around?" She asked. Harry stood still for a second is she serious he thought. When she remained staring at him, he reluctantly turned his back to her. He could hear her moving around quietly.
"Uh, I need you to help me get my zipper down, please," she spoke so low Harry almost didn't hear her.
"My pleasure," Harry smirked before turning back. He reached her in one stride. Her zipper began an inch or two beneath her hairline. He gently reached for it, he notice his hand shaking slightly. Very slowly, Harry brought her zipper down, revealing her black laced bra, the small of her back, and the very top of her matching black lace underwear. Harry wanted her. He wanted to grab her and throw her on the bed and ride her until the sun rose.
"Thank you," she looked over her shoulder at him. He blinked twice before breaking lose of his mental fantasy and returning to the other side of the room. Facing the window he just imagined what the rest of her body looked like. He had never been with a girl like her. He usually went after fair skinned girls who barely ate anything. Karmina was average and above average at the same time. He could find no word to describe the type of girl she was. He found her unbelievably cute and wildly sexy at the same time.
"You can turn around now," she said while picking up her clothes off the ground. Harry turned to see he was right; incredibly sexy in his shirt. "Where's the dryer?" She glanced at him.
"I'll take those I'll be right back," he exited room. He spotted Niall and Liam in the kitchen while on his way to the laundry room.
"Where'd you run off too, Harry?" Liam asked him as he chewed his sandwich.
"I met a girl," he whispered and gestured towards his room. Liam winked back.
"Typical Harry, when do you ever not meet a girl," Niall smiled in a low voice.
While Harry put Karmina's clothes to dry he notice everything was in there and under his shirt she was naked. That should make things easier for him. He returned to the room to see her sitting on the bed wiping away the make up on her face.
"Shouldn't be to long now. Would you like some tea?" Harry knew he had to play gracious host for Karmina to trust him more.
"I'm American," she stated with a chuckle. This was good she was laughing more.
"So coffee?" He grinned. She nodded. Harry came back with a coffee for her and a beer for himself. He sat beside her on the bed. "So tell me more about yourself?" He sipped his beer.
"I don't want to talk about me. Lets talk about you. Why are you in LA? You clearly aren't from here." She genuinely seemed interested in his response. That's when it hit him. She had no idea who he was. Probably didn't even hear one direction at all.
"I'm in a band called One Direction. I'm from Cheshire in England, but I live in London." He assumed now she would definitely want to sleep with him.
"That's really cool. What kind of music do you play?" She asked. Oh great, Harry thought, she thinks we were one of those bands.
"We don't play instruments, we sing pop music. You've heard what makes you beautiful or live while we're young on the radio?" He was now shocked.
"Probably but I don't hear music much anymore," she admitted sheepishly.
Harry just nodded and sipped his beer. He scooted a bit closer to her and she turned to face him. "Sing it for me,"
"Baby you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,
But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell,
You don't know,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful," Harry sang his solo for her. Then he leaned in for kiss. She backed a way a few centimeters. "Let me kiss you," he whispered in her ear. He wanted to, she was so absentmindedly alluring.
"No," she whispered, tears building in her eyes. Harry wiped the corner of her hazel eyes.
"It's okay, let's just talk," he said. Though Harry thought he would be upset he wasn't. He wanted to here her voice again and watch her smile when she was excited about something she was talking about. Harry loved watching her. He watched her all night until they finally fell asleep.
Harry woke up that morning before Karmina, the sun was hitting her face, she looked like sleeping beauty. The light made her look radiant. Harry wanted to watch her sleep all day but was a bit hungry. He quietly slipped out of bed and left to the kitchen. Zayn watched as he silently closed the door.
"Is she still in there?" Zayn bit on a muffin.
"Yeah," Harry nodded and grabbed a muffin for himself. Louis walked out of his room with a very sleepy expression.
"Did you bang all night, Harry? I saw the light on for a long time?" Louis patted Harry's back and sat at the breakfast table. Harry looked down at his muffin. Conflicted on what he should.
"Wait, you didn't do it, did you?" Zayn wore a smile paired with raised eyebrows.
Harry couldn't help but smile. "I don't know what happened. She just didn't want to and nothing I tried worked." Harry confessed.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the great Harry has found his exact opposite. The first girl who didn't let him in her bed, we must applaud her," Louis laughed.
"Oh shut up, Louis. Yes, we didn't have sex but for all I know she could be doing that reverse psychology stuff on me," Harry defended himself.
"It's quite all right Harry. It happens to all of us," Zayn laughed some more.
"I will fuck her, great things just take time," Harry had lost focus last night but he wouldn't again.
Together, hand in hand, they ran through the rain inside to one directions vacation house. They were soaking wet and Harry notice Karmina's dress was slightly become see through which he enjoyed. She stood there, the shivering beauty; trying to wipe away the wetness with her small delicate hands. She finally caught his eye.
"Uh come to my room ill get you a towel and some dry clothes," he gestured towards his room. She looked over and saw the chaps coming so she quickly scurried inside Harry's room. Harry could see the embarrassment on her face.
Harry gave her a towel and looked through his clothes of a shirt. He settles for a button down which he thought she would look incredible sexy in. She began ringing out her wet hair in the towel and slowly slipping out of her heels. She instantly became half a foot shorter.
"You aren't very tall," he pointed out.
"Shut up," Harry heard Karmina giggle for the first time, a laugh so sweet and angelic.
"Don't worry, it's cute," he gave a sincere smile.
"I'm going to change, can you turn around?" She asked. Harry stood still for a second is she serious he thought. When she remained staring at him, he reluctantly turned his back to her. He could hear her moving around quietly.
"Uh, I need you to help me get my zipper down, please," she spoke so low Harry almost didn't hear her.
"My pleasure," Harry smirked before turning back. He reached her in one stride. Her zipper began an inch or two beneath her hairline. He gently reached for it, he notice his hand shaking slightly. Very slowly, Harry brought her zipper down, revealing her black laced bra, the small of her back, and the very top of her matching black lace underwear. Harry wanted her. He wanted to grab her and throw her on the bed and ride her until the sun rose.
"Thank you," she looked over her shoulder at him. He blinked twice before breaking lose of his mental fantasy and returning to the other side of the room. Facing the window he just imagined what the rest of her body looked like. He had never been with a girl like her. He usually went after fair skinned girls who barely ate anything. Karmina was average and above average at the same time. He could find no word to describe the type of girl she was. He found her unbelievably cute and wildly sexy at the same time.
"You can turn around now," she said while picking up her clothes off the ground. Harry turned to see he was right; incredibly sexy in his shirt. "Where's the dryer?" She glanced at him.
"I'll take those I'll be right back," he exited room. He spotted Niall and Liam in the kitchen while on his way to the laundry room.
"Where'd you run off too, Harry?" Liam asked him as he chewed his sandwich.
"I met a girl," he whispered and gestured towards his room. Liam winked back.
"Typical Harry, when do you ever not meet a girl," Niall smiled in a low voice.
While Harry put Karmina's clothes to dry he notice everything was in there and under his shirt she was naked. That should make things easier for him. He returned to the room to see her sitting on the bed wiping away the make up on her face.
"Shouldn't be to long now. Would you like some tea?" Harry knew he had to play gracious host for Karmina to trust him more.
"I'm American," she stated with a chuckle. This was good she was laughing more.
"So coffee?" He grinned. She nodded. Harry came back with a coffee for her and a beer for himself. He sat beside her on the bed. "So tell me more about yourself?" He sipped his beer.
"I don't want to talk about me. Lets talk about you. Why are you in LA? You clearly aren't from here." She genuinely seemed interested in his response. That's when it hit him. She had no idea who he was. Probably didn't even hear one direction at all.
"I'm in a band called One Direction. I'm from Cheshire in England, but I live in London." He assumed now she would definitely want to sleep with him.
"That's really cool. What kind of music do you play?" She asked. Oh great, Harry thought, she thinks we were one of those bands.
"We don't play instruments, we sing pop music. You've heard what makes you beautiful or live while we're young on the radio?" He was now shocked.
"Probably but I don't hear music much anymore," she admitted sheepishly.
Harry just nodded and sipped his beer. He scooted a bit closer to her and she turned to face him. "Sing it for me,"
"Baby you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,
But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell,
You don't know,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful," Harry sang his solo for her. Then he leaned in for kiss. She backed a way a few centimeters. "Let me kiss you," he whispered in her ear. He wanted to, she was so absentmindedly alluring.
"No," she whispered, tears building in her eyes. Harry wiped the corner of her hazel eyes.
"It's okay, let's just talk," he said. Though Harry thought he would be upset he wasn't. He wanted to here her voice again and watch her smile when she was excited about something she was talking about. Harry loved watching her. He watched her all night until they finally fell asleep.
Harry woke up that morning before Karmina, the sun was hitting her face, she looked like sleeping beauty. The light made her look radiant. Harry wanted to watch her sleep all day but was a bit hungry. He quietly slipped out of bed and left to the kitchen. Zayn watched as he silently closed the door.
"Is she still in there?" Zayn bit on a muffin.
"Yeah," Harry nodded and grabbed a muffin for himself. Louis walked out of his room with a very sleepy expression.
"Did you bang all night, Harry? I saw the light on for a long time?" Louis patted Harry's back and sat at the breakfast table. Harry looked down at his muffin. Conflicted on what he should.
"Wait, you didn't do it, did you?" Zayn wore a smile paired with raised eyebrows.
Harry couldn't help but smile. "I don't know what happened. She just didn't want to and nothing I tried worked." Harry confessed.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the great Harry has found his exact opposite. The first girl who didn't let him in her bed, we must applaud her," Louis laughed.
"Oh shut up, Louis. Yes, we didn't have sex but for all I know she could be doing that reverse psychology stuff on me," Harry defended himself.
"It's quite all right Harry. It happens to all of us," Zayn laughed some more.
"I will fuck her, great things just take time," Harry had lost focus last night but he wouldn't again.
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5/27/13