HARRY'S POV
Paul and the rest of the big boys that Simon hired to help me move into my new flat had just finished packing all my stuff and I am all ready to hit the gym since I've got nothing better to do.
"Harry, aren't you coming with us?" Paul asks me as he closes the trunk of his car and I just shake my head in response.
He slides inside his car, "Okay then, just be there before Simon beats you to it."
I smile at him before hopping inside my massive black Range Rover. Jamming the keys into ignition, I soon backed out of the driveway. As I speed along the not so busy street of London, my mind wanders back to Natasha.
Louis called me last night, he told me that he had spent the day with Natasha and that she didn't want to hear anything about me. This is not surprising at all. Of course, she hates me.
"Come on, come on, come on," I keep muttering as I pull behind the gym. This is the only row in the lot that's empty.
I almost screamed when I see an open space, and I jerk my wheel to the left. At the same time, a Toyota Prius is pulling up from the other direction, angling it into the spot.
"Oh, bloody hell no. No way," I lean on the horn, even though its obvious the car was here before me, then I press my foot on the accelerator.
There is a high-pitched squeal of rubber, and the driver of the Toyota slams on the brakes just before my Range Rover takes off the bumper of his car.
"Nice," I pull into the spot and throws my car in parking spot.
I open the door and leans out.
"Sorry, mate!" I call out to the driver who was momentarily sliding out of his car.
"I didn't see you there." I continued with a smirk. This is obviously a lie.
My eyes widened at the sight of a guy, with unruly blonde hair. I know who he is. I know him very well.
He was walking towards me with that angry look on his face, "You," He growls.
Yes, me. The one and only.
I can't help but laugh, "Wow, your nose looks better," I say and I laugh some more.
Anger flares inside his eyes and I know that he's pissed as a bull, but I don't give a damn.
"You stole my parking spot!" He spat out.
I shakes my head in disbelief as I laugh even more, "I did, didn't I?"
He eyes me up and down like he's scrutinizing me and I say, "My bad, you better find another one then."
I turn around but he grabs my shoulder and I clench my jaw, "Don't fucking touch me."
His eyes are shooting daggers at me, "This isn't the first time that you tried to cross me, Styles."
I squint my eyes at him, "And this certainly won't be the last time."
"I don't care if you're famous as fuck. I am not scared of you and you will not get away with this," He said trying to threaten me but I don't think its scary enough for me to go running for the hills.
I laugh, "I've already gotten away with it."
Oh, yes, I have.
I continue my pace to the entrance of the gym and I saw him still standing there, obviously pissed.
Before I open the door I turn back to face him, "Oh, before I forget," I call out to him and he looks at me with those angry blue eyes.
"That parking spot will not be the first and last thing that I'll take away from you," I say acidly before walking inside the gym.
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Natasha's POV
Louis and I called a meeting with the architect and furniture company that's going to make all my designs possible and I simply cannot wait any longer.
We were seated around a very long table discussing the designs and accents of the house. Louis was so happy with the result of my late night sketches and I'm glad he liked it. I worked pretty damn hard for it!
"This is wonderful!" The designer of the furniture company praised and I gave him a smile.
They flipped through all my elaborate designs and they loved it.
Another designer speaks up, "I'm sure Mr. Cowell will be so pleased."
"Thank you, everyone. I guess we would just have to actually stage the house tomorrow to see the outcome itself," I told them and they old nodded in agreement.
They all left and it was just Louis and I again.
"I really fancy your designs," He exclaims, his eyes twinkling.
"I'm glad you did," I wink at him.
"Eleanor would absolutely love it," Louis' eyes were glistening with glee.
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After work I go straight to my flat. The rain starts when I was almost there, but it is so light its almost like its just hanging in the air, like a big curtain of vapor.
Music thumps from the living room. Bridget and Paige are out there singing their hearts out to "Like A Virgin." I laugh because Bridget is not even close to on key. Betty and I are lying on our backs on my four-poster bed with light blue curtains hanging on all four posts.
"I am so glad you guys crashed my house," I mumble as I settle my head against an enormous pillow that says SEXY CAN I.
Betty giggles, "Of course, Tash. We missed you."
I stretch my arms and I can still feel the soreness of my muscles but I ignore it, "Come on, lets stop those divas before the rain turns into a storm," I laugh as I lead the way out of my room.
We went back to the living room in silence, listening to Bridget and Paige's howls from the kitchen. They're on to "Don't Cha" now.
I catch the whiff of something burning and soon enough Bridget screams bloody murder and I rush to the kitchen as if my life depended on it.
"God, Bridget, are you trying to burn my house down?" I exclaim as I turn off the fire alarm.
Bridget was using my apron to put out the fire. Just great! On the other hand, Paige is doubling over and I can't help but laugh along with her.
"Tada!" Bridget exclaims as soon as she managed to stop the fire. She looks really flustered, her hair flying everywhere.
So our supposed to be dinner are now turned to ashes. Viola!
"Chinese food anyone?" Betty chirps in with her phone in hand.
I chuckle, "That would be lovely."
While we waited for the food, we decided to stay in and put on clay masks. Then we stretch out on my enormous couch, suddenly the doorbell dings and I raced them to the door.
The TV in my room is as big as the screen in movie theater, we watched 3 chick flicks with our legs tangled under the enormous fleece blanket. We ordered as much Chinese food as we could eat, while we watch movies until we fell asleep.
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Tiny pellets of rain ping against the windshield and the roof, Bridget switches off her iPod. Thankfully today she can drop me off at Louis' house since my car is who-knows-where.
"It's almost as big as your house, Tash," Bridget says as she roam her eyes around.
"Almost," I say. I feel a tremendous wave of homesickness. I miss my old house where I used to live with Mom, Dad and Nicki.
I unbuckle my seatbelt before hugging Bridget, "Thanks for the ride, Bridge."
I pull away and she winks at me, "Anytime, you know that."
Walking to the front door, I wave a final goodbye to my best friend before her car disappears in sight. I was about to shove the key into the key hole when I realized that it isn't locked. Well that's weird.
I stole a quick glance behind me and I noticed that the rain starts coming down harder, rattling through the frosty branches, the sound of the wind howling.
My chest aches from the cold, and even though I'm wearing my red sweater, my whole body feels numb, as well as my fingers and I'm having trouble holding on to my bag.
The sky has now grown darker and everything looks gloomy. As soon as I hit the carpet of the house, I fumble on the wall to my right, eventually finding the light switch. The living room is suddenly revealed, huge and bleak and normal-looking. My eyes adjusted to the light and I noticed that some of the furniture arrived already and they are placed on the living area.
Im just wondering oh how they managed to get inside since only Louis and I have the key to the house.
I smiled at the enhancement of the place, it is now slightly decorated and designed. Dropping my bag and envelope on the massive black leather I couch, I absentmindedly amble towards the glass door that will lead me to then back of the house.
Something caught my vision, it was the jacuzzi tub. Bubbles are slowly rising to the top of the water and I catch the whiff of Louis' rose scented bubble bath gel.
"Louis," I call out and I hear someone snickering behind me.
My skin prickles with adrenaline as I see a tall lean figure near the glass door.
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Cliffhanger? Sorry sorry i know. Ill update soon 😉
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