BEAUTIFULLY UNFINISHED novel Chapter 15

FOURTEEN

It begins to rain.

But my eyes were still on Harry and his eyes were still on me.

Talk Miranda. Say anything.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I ask him.

Harry recovers from staring and shakes his head. "Let me help you put the groceries inside. It's raining."

"I can manage Harry." I lied.

He looks at me doubtfully.

"Plus my house is a mess right now cos of Ben's toys and it would be embarrassing to let you in." I added.

He chuckles. "I don't really mind. I just want to help you and Ben."

He hops out of the car and I quickly followed him out. It's raining harder now and both of us started getting wet.

"Carry Ben." He says while I watch him getting wet. "I'll bring these inside." He says while popping the trunk open.

"But Harry."

"Go. It's raining. You'll get sick." He tells me.

I bite my lower lip and started carrying Ben on my arms out from the backseat. I covered his head and I ran to the patio. I quickly fished through my bag my house keys. I grabbed it and started opening the door wide for Harry.

"Kitchen?" He asks.

I glance at him and he had raindrops all over him.

Wet Harry is hot Harry. I gulped.

"That way." I pointed.

"I'll just bring Ben up to his room then I'll help you with the groceries." I say.

He heads to the kitchen. "Alright." He answers while carrying three bags of groceries.

I walked up the stairs and carefully placed Ben over his bed. I untied the man bun from Ben then I pulled off his shoes and kissed his forehead before heading down the stairs. I ran to my room and grabbed two towels. I rushed my way down to the kitchen and saw the entire bags on top of my kitchen sink. Harry walks in and placed another one.

"That's the last one." He says.

Harry's now soaked as I watch him wipe the raindrops over his forehead.

He's so fucking hot right now.

Stop me.

"That was fast." I complimented.

"Three trips are for pussies." He smiles.

I smile inwardly.

"Why did you place everything here? I think your stuff is mixed with mine." I say.

"No. Ben was the one who picked everything and they're all for you."

I got quiet.

"Don't tell me you won't accept it cos Ben will surely cry once he'll know you gave it back to me." He adds.

"Harry you've helped me a lot with that job you told Niall. Now I can't let you buy me groceries. I thought you were buying for your own consumption?"

"I lied." He admits.

Both of us got quiet and the sound of the heavy raindrops hits over the ceiling.

"I really wanted to go with you and your son. I hope you're not mad." I adds.

I exhale.

How can I be mad at you Harry? Between you and me, I think you're the one who should be mad at me for still lying to you until now. I thought to myself.

"Well I can't be mad at you." I admitted.

He smiles at me.

"And I guess I should thank you for all of these." I continued.

"I'll repay you." I added right away.

He smirks at me. "Maybe dinner next time. Your treat."

I smiled and nodded at him.

"Here." I extended the all white towel to him. "You're soaked." I added.

"I'm fine. But thanks for this." He accepts it and started rubbing the towel on his hair.

I was watching him carefully and since this was the first time I have a celebrity inside my house, I wanted to savor the moment. I want to watch his every move. Even though my house was a total mess cos Ben's toys were everywhere, I wasn't bothered about it. Harry Styles is inside my house, standing inside my kitchen, rubbing his hair and using my own towel.

Suddenly he pulled his head up to me and caught me staring.

Shit Miranda. Stop staring.

"You want anything to drink?" I snapped while I started rubbing my own hair.

I gaze outside the window. "It's raining hard outside. At least let me offer you something to drink."

"Coffee will do. Thanks."

I nod.

I quickly made two cups of coffee and he was just staring at me the entire time. Once I was done, I led him to the dining table. We sat right next to each other and I was sneakily watching him while he pulled the hair band off and he continues rubbing his wet hair with the towel.

"I don't have shirts that would fit you. Sorry." I say.

"Don't worry." He tells me.

Suddenly he begins taking off his trench coat, then loosened his black slim tie. He begins to unbutton the first two buttons of his polo and I was busy looking at him.

Harry is so wet that I think I, starting to get wet myself.

"You have a lovely home." He compliments.

I smiled. "Thanks."

"You and Ben live alone?" He asked.

"Yeah."

"Your parents?"

"My mom died two years ago and I don't know where my father is."

He nods, "Sorry for asking."

I smiled ruefully. "It's fine. I've been used to being alone."

"Where's Ben's father?"

My heart sank.

How am I gonna answer that?

I gaze at Harry and his eyes were busy looking at me. He's not looking at me and I'm curious why he's asking about Ben's father. My heart is beating a rhythm it isn't suppose to. I look down at my cup of coffee and bite my inner cheek.

Say something Miranda.

"Sorry." He snaps.

I pulled my head up and stared at him.

"I'm not suppose to ask you things that are personal. Sorry." He adds.

I smiled right away. "It's okay."

He's still looking and I think he really wants to know where Ben's father. God Harry! It's you! How badly I want to tell you about the truth but I'm not ready yet.

I take a deep breath in and exhaled. "Well Ben's father... he's..." I trailed off.

I moved my eyes back to my cup and suddenly saw Harry's hand moving towards mine and began holding me. I pulled my head up and stared at him. He smiles at me ruefully.