Penelope isn’t the one to go out. She doesn’t like getting all dressed up just to sweat it all off because the clubs and bars are always so hot. She’d rather just stay at home and watch an episode of ghost adventures in her sweatpants.

But tonight, she found herself in a dress that was a little too tight in some places and heels that she was sure she was gonna get blisters from in a booming club. It was a new club that her best friend has dragged her out too, promising it’s a new club and that it would be better than all the others she dragged her too. And unsurprisingly to Penelope, it was exactly like all the other clubs she promised it wasn’t.

Penelope sits at the bar and drinks her martini, hoping the more she drinks it, the better it would taste. Because she really wasn’t a big drinker either. She’ll have a glass of wine after a long day or a couple of beers with her sister but nothing more. Vanessa is off dancing with some random guy.

“What is a pretty girl like you sitting at the bar alone?” Penelope looks up and is met with a beautiful pair of green eyes. In fact, those are the same pair of green eyes she’s met before.

“Harry?”

“Hey, Penelope.” He smiles and sits next to her.

“How have you been? It’s been years.” Penelope can’t believe it’s him. Harry Styles is sitting in front of her. She never thought she’d see him again.

“I’m good.” Harry pauses and lets out a small chuckle. “I never thought I’d see you again.”

“Me either.” She smiles softly.

The both delve into a deep conversation about the three years that a passed between them, catching up on things. It was a conversation that seemed like it never ended. As the conversation grew, the closer he moved his chair to her. By the time she knew it, their knees were touching.

“I really missed you, Penny.”

She bites her bottom lip, blushing. “I missed you too.”

“Do you wanna get outta here? It’s kinda stuffy.”

Penelope sighs in relief. “Yes. I was hoping when you were gonna say that.” He chuckles and takes her hand, leading her out of the club. She sends a quick text to Vanessa to tell her she’s leaving so she doesn’t have to worry about her.

Harry and Penelope make it to Harry’s apartment. It is huge. The living room is about the size of Penelope’s apartment all on it’s own. She looks around the grand space in awe. “This is beautiful Harry.”

“Thank you.” He walks over to the mini bar and pops open a bottle of wine. “I remember how you liked wine more than the martini you were drinking at the bar.” He pours the wine into a glass then hands it to her.

She thanks him and takes a sip. “So,” She clears her throat. “What do you do for a living? And are there any positions available.”

He laughs and shakes his head. “I invest in property. Like my dad.”

“That’s amazing Harry.” She gives him an encouraging smile and leans her hand over, placing it on top of his and giving it a squeeze. “I’m glad you followed what you planned on doing.”

The two make their way to the sofa where they continue their catching up. “Can I ask you something?” Harry asks. She nods, adjusting herself. “What happened between us? I mean we were so happy.”

“We were but that was three years ago.” She sighs and shakes her head. “We were so different. You grew up with money and fame. I grew up with sharing a room with my sister. It was best we ended it when we did.”

“Yeah I guess you’re right.” Harry sighs and moves a piece of hair away from Penelope’s face. “Doesn’t mean I still don’t miss you.” His hand cradles her face.

Her feelings are brought back to three years ago when they dated. Although they were completely different, she still loved him. And even thought she would never admit it, she will always, deep down inside, still love him.

Harry leans in and places his lips on hers. She is taken by surprise but doesn’t pull back. Instead she kissed back and pulls him closer by the collar of his shirt.The spark that she felt three years ago between them rushes back and she can’t seem to let that go.

~ ~ ~

Penelope lays with her head against Harry’s shoulder. The sheet pulled up to cover her naked chest. Harry sighs contently as he looks up at the ceiling. “That was wonderful.” He says. She smiles and agrees with him.

“I should go.” Penelope starts to stand but Harry stops her.

“Stay the night.”

“I shouldn’t.”

“Come on. One night wouldn’t hurt, would it?”

Penelope bites her lip and smiles. “No. I don’t think it would.” She lays back down with him.

“Great.” He leans down and pecks her lips. “Because I’m not completely done with you yet.” He smirks and hikes her leg up higher on his hips, smashing his lips on hers. The kiss was messy. Teeth were hit, noses smushed together and when they pulled back, their lips felt raw.

~ ~ ~

The next morning, Penelope changes back to the dress she had on the night before. Harry is still laying on the bed, watching her change as he smirks. “I had a lot of fun last night.” She says, slipping on her heels.

“Me too. I was nice catching up with you.” He bites his lip. “All of you.”

She blushes and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. “Well I’m off.” Harry stands, the blankets falling off of him and he is standing in front of her in all his naked glory. He leans down and gently kisses her once more.

“Call me whenever you want to do that again.” She nods and heads for the door.

When Penelope gets home, she plops down on the sofa and sighs in relief. There’s a knock on the door. Before she gets up to open the door, Natalie walks in. “You would never guess who I ran into this morning.” Natalie place the cupholder of coffee on the table. “Harry Styles.”

“What?”

“Yeah! And dear lord has he gotten fine!”

Penelope clears her throat. “Yeah I know. We slept together last night.” She pauses and sips her coffee. “And this morning.” She sips her coffee again.

“What?!” Natalie drags Penelope to the sofa where Penelope tells her older sister about the night she had.

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