"This is the second time we had sex," I sighed as I climbed off the bed.


"And you're regretting it?" Harry asked from behind me.


I frowned at his words. Did I regret it? Not at all. Did I actually like having sex with Harry? Yes. Did I like being with him? Yes. The only reason why I couldn't allow myself to lower my walls was Taylor. And just like Harry said, I put her before my needs. And that's wrong.


"No," I shook my head.


"Good," I could almost hear the smirk on his face, which made me roll my eyes.


I pulled sweat pants out of my bag and a baggy shirt and dressed myself. A song started playing, and Harry grabbed my hands.


"What are you doing?" I laughed as he started dancing.


"I'm dancing!" He yelled. "Take yours, and I'll take mine on the right hand side," he sang along to the song. I smiled at his voice. "So take these words and make them right, so one day you and I," he pecked my lips and spinned me around, making me giggle. He pulled me against his chest and continued singing. "Will write our names in the sky," he pecked my lips again. "And I'll find mine on the right of your side. And I'll find mine on the right of your side. If I throw away my fear and try to set things right, then I'll find mine on the right of your side." We continued dancing for few more seconds before he smiled sweetly at me. "Now let's go out for dinner!" He happily said before he disappeared into the bathroom.

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I showered, dressed and did my hair before Harry dragged me out of the hotel room.


"Do you actually want to be seen with me when I have no makeup on?" I commented as we climbed into the taxi.


Harry told the driver the location, then turned to me.


"God, Cam, you're the most beautiful model in the world, then you still ask me that question?" He rose his eyebrows.


"I-I," that caught me off guard.. And Harry knew, because he smirked down at me. He turned in his seat and looked out of the window then put his hand on my thigh. I looked down at his hand not knowing what to do. Harry looked back at me with a cheeky grin.


"You like it when I touch you," he breathed onto my neck. "Admit it,"


"I do not," I told him with the most confidence I could manage, even though it was hard with him breathing on my neck.

"Oh, but you do," he chuckled. "You've confirmed that every time you moaned," he whispered.


"I can control myself, Harold," I smirked at him. He pulled away from my neck and rose his eyebrows at me.


"Is that a challenge?" He asked with a grin. I simply shrugged at him and looked away. "Challenge accepted," he muttered as the taxi pulled up to a restaurant.


I payed the driver when Harry got out of the car. My door was opened, and I looked at Harry with a disgusted face.

"And then you make your girlfriend pay, that's low Styles,"


He simply shrugged and took my hand to help me out of the taxi. As we walked into the restaurant, I immediately felt annoyed with the waitresses. They all wore outfits that showed off their breasts and asses. It looked more like a stripclub than a restaurant. Harry winked at a waitress that approached us. I could tell by the look on her face that she knew who he was.


"You can't wink at them," I frowned at Harry. He looked down at me with a questioning look before the waitress spoke.


"Table for two?" She flattered her eye lashes.


"Babe, why don't we get a private table?" I smiled sweetly at Harry. A grin rose on his face before he nodded eagerly. The waitress led us to a table that wasn't private at all, but I took a seat anyway.

"Can I get you anything to drink?" She asked as she looked at Harry.


"A glass of water with lemon for me and a strawberry milkshake for my lovely girlfriend," he winked at me.


A strawberry milkshake? Really?

"I'll be right back," she smiled and handed Harry two menus before she left.


"Why a strawberry milkshake?" I rose my eyebrows at him as he handed me a menu.


"Why not?" He smirked.


"That waitress was openly checking you out and you don't give a shit," I shook my head. "We are a couple now Harry, you can't go around winking at girls,"

"So now you see us as a couple?" He smiled. Though his smile reached his eyes, it was nothing like the other smiles I've received from him.


"Excuse me," a petite voice caught my attention. I looked to my right to find a teenage girl smiling at me.

"Can I help you?" I smiled sweetly at her. I liked the fact that she gave no attention to Harry, but I could see that Harry wasn't used to it.


"Are you Cambrie?"

"That's me," I nodded.

"Can I have a photo with you? You're my rolemodel!" She clapped her hands together.


"Of course," I giggled. I watched the girl as she handed her phone to a male who stood behind her. She stood next to me and smiled brightly, which I did too. The flash went off and she squealed.


"You're way prettier in person," she told me.


"Thank you,"


"Hello there," Harry spoke for the first time. The girl turned around and frowned at him. "What's your name?" He smiled at her.

"I know who you are," she stared him down.


"Who am I?" Harry rose his eyebrows at her.


"Harry Styles," she stated. "You use girls for sex then move on like nothing happened,"

"You don't know me," Harry barked.


"I don't want to either," she smiled at him.

"Don't get your heart broken Cambrie," the girl smiled small at me. "Goodbye," she waved at us.

"Bitch," Harry rolled his eyes.


"Not used to not getting any attention?" I laughed at him.

"She doesn't know me," he shook his head.


"Oh, but the stories are true," I muttered as I looked down at my menu. Harry didn't say anything after my comment and I was grateful for that, I didn't need any arguments. The waiter gave us our drinks and took our orders before disappearing again. Harry ordered burgers and fries for both of us.

"So about that challenge," Harry broke the silence. A smirk grew on his face; showing off his beautiful dimples.


"What about it?" I rose an eyebrow. I soon caught on to what his plans were as his hand reached under the table to my legs. "No," I sternly told him. His smirk only grew bigger. In a second, he pulled my chair closer to his.

"You said that you can control yourself," he breathed onto my neck as he placed his hand on my thigh.


"And I'll stick to my word," I nodded. "But not in public."

"There's only like ten people here, besides, you can control yourself, right?" He chuckled. His lips gently kissed my neck before I pulled away.

"Not here," I whispered.


He ignored me, though, because his hand unbuttoned my shorts without any trouble. Without any warning, his hand slipped into my pants, causing me to gasp.

"Control yourself for me," he breathed onto my neck. I closed my eyes and prepared myself. I told myself that it wouldn't be hard to control myself, but then his finger slipped into me and my breath got stuck in my throat.


"Harry, stop," I whispered.

"We only just started," he chuckled.

"I'm serious, stop," I slapped his hand away and buttoned my pants again.


"You're no fun," he pouted.

"Well you're a sick bastard," I shook my head as I moved my chair to sit across him again. But then, he sucked on his finger, which made my eyes almost pop out.


"Ew!" I threw him with the salt container, causing all of the salt in the container to fall to the floor and on him. Everyone in the restaurant turned their attention to us, being the reason why my face turned a bright red. "I'm so sorry," I whispered as I stood up. I went on my knees and tried to clean the mess up with my hands, but failed.


"Babe, relax," Harry held my palms in his hands. He looked into his eyes, and for a moment I felt lost in them.

"Excuse me, I'll clean that up," our slutty waitress spoke.


"Let's get out of here," Harry smiled at me. I've never been so happy to leave a place before. Harry payed for our drinks and food then we rushed out of the restaurant. "How about a walk?" He suggested. I didn't answer, only nodded slowly and started down the street. We walked silently with our fingers laced together. I liked the gesture, though I somehow felt uncomfortable. "Can I ask you something?" Harry broke the silence. I looked up at him and smiled small.

"Of course,"


"What do you think, like, um," he scratched the back of his head. "Like if you could describe me-wait that's not right," he shook is head. I caught up to what he wanted to ask, a giggled.


"Well, Harold," I cleared my throat. "I think you're a cocky, full-of-yourself, horny bastard," I smiled at his blushed face. "But you have your sweet side, which I tend to like more than your cocky side."

"Am I handsome?" He nudged my shoulder.


"I don't know," I shrugged. "Are you?"


"Well you said I'm full of myself, so, yes," he chuckled.

"I guess you are," I smiled at the ground. He squeezed my hand gently.


"Why am I handsome?" He questioned. I thought about it for a while.


"Well you have beautiful eyes, I guess that's the first thing I liked," I bit my lip. "You have the most amazing dimples," I heard him chuckle. He squeezed my hand again, signaling that I should continue. "You have a big smile," I broke out in laughter. "Like, a toothpaste advert one," I corrected myself when I saw his un-approving face.

"That's terrible," he laughed.

"You have a mop of curls," I fluffed his hair. "You're super tall," I giggled. "And I like your tattoos,"


"You're not even on the topic anymore," Harry laughed again.

"Of course I am, I'm pointing out things that make you handsome," I shrugged.


"So, my eyes, smile, dimples, hair, length and tattoos make me handsome?" He chuckled. "What do you like most?"

"That would be your eyes," I smiled at him.


"Why my eyes? I've always thought of them as a dull, boring colour,"


"Not at all," I shook my head. "I've never seen eyes like yours. The colour is simply amazing. It's so," I bit my lip. "Emerald," Harry froze after my chosen word. "What?" I whispered. Without warning, his lips crashed on mine. His lips were warm, they moved slowly with mine. He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine.


"I like you," he whispered as he brushed his thumb against my cheek.

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