Change For Me, Harry Styles.

Chapter 6:

Olivia's POV:
"Mum, this Olivia. My friend. Olivia, this is my mum, Anne."
"Nice to meet you." I smile.
I look at Harry and cant believe he just called me his 'friend.'
Bitch, we aren't friends.
Or are we ?
"Thanks Darlin! You are beautiful." She smiles.
"Thank you." I say.
"So, Olivia needs a place to stay." Harry says.
"Oh, she is welcome to stay anytime she wants." His mum smiles.
"Thank you, I really appreciate it."
"Youre welcome. You can just borrow some of Harrys clothes for pajamas and maybe you and I can go to the mall and shop?"
"Sounds great." I smile.
"Okay, follow me." Harry says and grabs my hand, pulling me to the stair case.
"This is my room." He says and opens a door.
Pictures of some band sit on his wall, and football things are everywhere.
Hes a packers fan.
Hmm...
"Since its like only 5, heres a pair of boxers and my shirt. Dont get to comfy." He winks.
I roll my eyes.
"Where's the bathroom?" I ask.
"Down the hall, first door to the right."
I nod and find the bathroom, shutting the door behind me.
What am I doing here ?
After Liam and Dani warn me, here I am, in Harry Styles house.
Well shit.
I get dressed and see that Harry is on his bed,
In his room.
He looks up at me and smiles.
"You look good in my clothes." He smirks.
"Dont flatter yourself too much, Styles." I roll my eyes again.
He laughs and pats the spot next to him on the bed.
"I won't bite." He winks.
I sigh and sit next to him, but keep my space.
"Why are you so distant?" He asks.
"Huh?" I shyly say.
"Youre a shy girl, eh" he says and moves closer.
"N-no."
Damn you stutter.
He puts his hand on my thigh and it erupts with goosebumps.
Why is my body reacting to his touch this way?
"Harry..."
"Shhh..."
His hand moves up and automatically , I know what hes trying to do. Hes trying to get into my pants.. Or boxers. One of the two.
"No." I say and slap his hand away.
"C'Mon babe, im just trying to have fun"
"Im not some doll you can just pick up and play with." I say and roll my eyes.
He bites his lip and nods , not making eye contact with me.
"Look, ill just spend the night tonight and go home tomorrow after school, okay?" I say.
"I don't want you to leave." He says and looks at me.
"Harry..."
"Youre very beautiful, ya know."
"Thank you but-"
"And seriously, I really want you to be my girlfriend."
"I-"
"Like do you know how happy i could make you?" He smiles.
"Harry-"
"I could make you the happiest girl ever."
My phone vibrates and I look down to see who It is.

From: 983-455-6532
Hi... Its Niall. From Math?(:

To: Niall <3
Heeey(:

I lock my phone and see that Harrys still talking.
Shut. The. Fuck. Up.
"Youre just my-"
"OKAY. Stop!"
"What? Why?"
"Im not ready to date right now, Harry. I just want to concentrate on school." I say as politely as I can.
"Oh. Okay. Cool."
I wish I never came here.
"Can we go to bed?"
He nods and lays down.
"Loook, I don't think youre a bad guy, " I pause
Yes i do from what I heard...
"And ill give you a chance to be my friend. Maybe in the future we could date. If youre still up for it."
His face brightens and he nods.
"Okay." He smiles at me.
I lay down and he pulls me closer to him.
Why do I have butterflies?
Why is my body reacting to him like this?
Why am I having this feeling?
And why the hell am I in Harry Styles bed?