Harry Styles Short Stories 2

Brother's Band Bestie 2.

Hope you all are doing great.

Tell me something...

Do you want this story to be as cute as possible or as intimate as possible.

Because we're talking about Long Hair Harry right... So I don't portray that era as a cutie Harry 😂

Depends on you guys. Comment what type you would like from the above.

Author's POV.

She was uncomfortable with the idea of Harry in her room. Harry was curious with the idea to spend his days in her room.

They both didn't know why they always had this sort of tension between them. He tried his best to befriend her and she tried her best to avoid his gaze.

That's where it's going all wrong. They both go in circles. He says something cheeky or tries to know her personally but she pushes him away every time.

He couldn't help but notice her whole night long, to figure out how she acts around Niall. Did she really liked him?

A part of him was curious and a part of him was bothered. When he earlier told her that Louis will be furious with the idea of his band mate seeing his sister, he didn't know if he was talking about Niall or himself.

He didn't know if he was telling that to Y/N or to himself.

He never went for the simplest girls. The ones he hung out with or have been with were special in their own way, fame, beauty, charisma, these traits were something that he found in every girl he was around of.

But then comes Y/N. Simple, soft spoken, sometimes sarcastic, intelligent.

Intelligent was a trait that amazed him the most. He never have been friend with someone who was a doctor or even smart. He was around of so shallow and empty celebrities that now he wondered what it will be like to be with someone so smart that he looks like a dumbass with a mike in front of her.

After the cake was cut and they all celebrated her success, she silently took her stuff from her room, going in the living. She took a book, her hands-free, charger, her Bugs Bunny.

"Goodnight. " she mumbles leaving her room to him. He stands there, looking at her bed. Floral sheets, several sized pillows, all having different prints on them, her lamp was light yellow. He loved how her room looked.

He locks the room, knowing that she won't come back now and it will be fun to roam around her room . He sighs, taking off his shirt and shoes. Only wearing his tight jeans, he grabs one of her clips and ties his hair in a bun.

He goes towards her shelf, looking at her medal. None of them in curricular activities, which made him chuckle. It amazed him that her shelf didn't only have science books, it had some classics and romantic novels.

He knew she's been with boys before, he's seen her date. He knows her for a few years now. He met her when she was 15.

He grabs a novel, opening and flicking through the pages.

What was he possibly looking for?

He sighs, tossing the book on her bed to read it later. He walks towards her dressing table. She had a classy collection of makeup. He looking at her collection, trying to figure her out more by her stuff.

He stares at the drawers. Was it okay to open her drawers. He looks at himself in the mirror.

"I'll say I was bored. " he says to himself, "If she finds out. " he mutters, smirking and opening it, he opens it was such a force that it comes out of the table.