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CHAPTER 2:

It was only hours since I was with Harry and Louis and my mind was still reeling. My friend, Chloe, was over to keep me company while my parents were out of town. I still hadn’t told her about my afternoon with the boys yet; I figured she would freak out. Chloe was head over heels in love with Harry Styles to the point where it gets a bit annoying. Don’t get me wrong, I love Harry too, but Chloe is way over the top. We were baking cookies around 10:30 when the doorbell rang. I shot an alarming look acros the counter at Chloe who was busily taking the first batch out of the oven.

“Go see who it is," she encouraged. I just rolled my eyes at her. She obviously didn’t think it was very creepy someone was at the door at 10:30. As I headed to the door, I threw my apron across the couch. The closer I got to the door the more I could hear that it was down pouring. The doorbell rang once more. Quickly, I threw open the door. There before me, soaking wet, was Harry. He lifted his head at the sound of the door opening and I saw him flash a smile through all the rain.

“Can I come in?" he asked gesturing in the house. I was stunned.

“Um," I said turning to see if Chloe was paying attention, “Quick, follow me." I grabbed Harry’s hand and led him quietly into my bedroom.

“Why are we hiding?" he questioned taking a seat on my bed while I shut the door behind me. Through the door I could hear Chloe shutting the oven door on the second batch and turning up the One Direction CD she had playing. I hoped that Harry couldn’t hear it even though I had a feeing he could.

“My friend," I answered, “What are you doing here? Hold on, I’ll get you a towel, you’re soaked!" I ran into the bathroom when I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Flour streaked my blond curls and my hair was falling out of the bun in all directions. I looked terrible! This is embarrassing. “You didn’t tell me I looked like a mess!" I shouted to Harry from the bathroom.

“I thought you looked nice," he replied sweetly, his voice seeming much closer. I began to try to fix my hair when I noticed, through the mirror, Harry standing in the doorway staring at me. I casually slid him the towel, trying to act cool, but was reassured when I caught him blushing.

“So, what are you doing here?" I asked again.

“Oh yeah," Harry said, reaching into his back pocket. Then, he pulled out my purple beanie and iPod, no sand at all. How did he find them? The beach is huge!

“Thank you so much Harry!" I cried leaping into his wet arms and squeezing him tightly. After a moment I realized what I had just done and was about to pull away, when Harry pulled me tighter.

“Ally?" Chloe called from the other side of my bedroom door. In an instant I pulled away from Harry’s grasp. He looked alarmed, his green eyes wide with worry.

“Here, get dry and don’t come out until everything’s all clear," I whispered to him. Harry shut the door behind me as I raced from the bathroom to my bedroom door. When I opened the door Chloe was standing there looking very confused.

“Was there anyone at the door?" she questioned, studying me very carefully.

“Nope, we must have heard something," I lied. Chloe obviously didn’t believe me. She pushed me aside, leaving a flour hand print on my stomach, and barged into my room. After taking a quick glance around she turned to look at me.

“Who’s in here?" she interrogated, “I thought I heard you talking to someone." She began to take a step closer to the bathroom door. My heart was beating so fast, I didn’t know what to do. With another step closer to the bathroom, I had to make a move. One more step and Chloe could find Harry. I was able to cooly position myself in the doorway before Chloe could get any closer.

“How are we doing on the cookies?" I asked, trying to get her distracted. After all, the man she is desperately in love with was hiding in my bathroom. My plan didn’t work.

“Yeah, great," she snapped while eyeballing the door handle, “What’s in the bathroom?"

“Nothing," I stated firmly. As Chloe took another step towards me, I began to lean up against the door. From the other side, I could feel Harry pressing up against the door as well, trying to hear what was going on. All of a sudden his phone begaan to ring. Chloe’s head perked up and she gave me this look. Her eyes pierced into mine. I felt like she was reading me like a book.

“What was that?" she questioned with her hands on her hips and tapping her foot.

“Um," I had to think of something. I couldn’t let her find Harry.

“I’m sorry, tell her it’s your phone," Harry whispered through the door. I smiled to myself. Then I remembered Chloe was there waiting for an answer.

“It’s my phone," I quickly said giving her a slight shrug. Chloe still had a look telling me she didn’t believe a word coming from my mouth, but I was saved. The oven buzzer went off, so without a word Chloe left to get the cookies. “I’ll be out in a minute; I need to change up!" I shouted to her. Then I tightly locked my bedroom door and let out a huge sigh of relief. Harry opened the door a crack and peered out.

“Is she gone?" he asked. I nodded, too stressed to speak. He came out of the bathroom, still wet, and holding his towel. Taking a seat next to me on my bed, we both let out a big sigh.

“I’ll get you some clothes if you want; you must be so uncomfortable." I said. Harry smiled at me as he shook his hair out. After a moment of appreciating his cuteness, I went to grab one of my dad’s white tees that I used to wear when I was little even though it was too big.

“Ally?" Harry called from his spot on my bed.

“Yeah?" I said turning around to face him. All of my curls fell into my eyes, so I tried to blow them away, but they just came back. This made Harry laugh. I began laughing too, until Harry remembered what he wanted to say.

“I have to go soon, Louis is probably wondering where I wandered off to," he murmured. Something about his voice told me that this really upset him. I was upest too. I really wanted the chance to get to know Harry better. Quietly, I got up and sat next to him, handing him the tee shirt in the process. I feel like Harry could see the disappointment in my face even though I was trying really hard to hide it. “Listen, I really want to get to know you better. Would you want to give me your number?" Harry said turning my face to his.

“Of course, that would be great," I told him. He smiled widely at this before excusing himself to the bathroom to change. While he was changing I was busy printing my number on a piece of paper in my neatest pemanship just to make sure he would be able to read it. Soon Harry emerged from the bathroom all dry. I handed him my number causing him to smile one last time before taking my hand. I was able to sneak him out to the front door wih ease, mostly because Chloe fell asleep. There I was, on my front step, again, with Harry Styles. The rain was coming down even harder than before, if that’s even possible. I was about to release my grip on Harry’s hand when he suddenly pulled me close to him. My face was only inches from his. His green eyes were flashing from my eyes to my lips and back to my eyes when I felt his lips press gently to mine. We were getting soaked by the rain, but that didn’t matter. What mattered was this moment. Harry’s lips just moving softly on mine. The moment lasted and I didn’t want it to end, but when Harry pulled away he did so smiling. I smiled too, overwhelmed and my heart pounding within my chest. What just happened?

“I will call you," he said, “I promise, and I will see you soon." He took his hand and brushed my wet hair out of my face before leaving my step. Then he smoothly ducked into his car and began to drive down the road. I was still in shock. That night I couldn’t sleep and definitely could not think of anything besides that moment in the rain.