BEAUTIFULLY UNFINISHED novel Chapter 2

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I quickly pulled my hands up to cover my mouth.

Relax Miranda. Don't scream or else you'll wake him up. I thought.

I still can't believe it.

I tried to pinch my cheeks if I was dreaming or if this was one of my wet dreams of Harry Styles in it, but it's not. This is real. This is actually happening to me. This just happened.

Me and Harry had sex. Whether I like it or not. I can't say I like it cos I can't even remember how it was last night.

But it's really Harry sleeping on top of the bed. I'm not seeing double and I'm not hallucinating or making things up but it's really him.

I have never imagined that this could happen. I never thought I could be this close to seeing Harry and I'm not even fangirling right now. Yes my blood is rushing through my veins, but I'm more tensed than being fangirling. I'm feeling nervous as I stood here beside his bed with my hands still covering my mouth. I never thought I could watch him sleep or accidentally see his bum or be this close distance to Harry Styles or have sex with him.

I can't barely explain what to feel or what I'm actually feeling right now. I'm nervous cos he'll wake up any second. I'm sad that I lost my virginity. I'm happy cos he was the one who took it. I'm proud of what happened. But there's more I should feel that I just don't know how to explain it. I don't have any idea how to put into words what I should be feeling right now.

I quickly pulled my phone out from my pocket and sneakily took a photo of him sleeping. This would be my proof so that my friends would believe me. And even though the details from last night are all a blur to me, at least I have a personal photo of him before I'll disappear in his life for good.

Of course I'm not planning on seeing him again or appearing in front of him, crying like he took my virginity away to get famous, I wouldn't do that. After what could have happened last night? It could've been embarrassing. I could've done shameful things that I don't want to remember. I was wasted last night and I don't want to remember what embarrassing things I did. And moreover, the bloodstain on his bed. That's why I'm not going to appear in his life again. Never again.

It's just humiliating to see Harry Styles in the future. I just wish when he wakes up from this moment, he won't remember how I looked.

I wish I didn't tell him my name.

Damn, I could watch him sleep all day. He's so handsome. He's so perfect. And even though I have a huge crush on Louis, I still can't stop myself from adoring Harry. He's just insanely good looking, even when he's just sleeping.

I squat down in front of him and watch Harry's face. His lips were slightly parted, his eyelashes were just above his cheeks, he was snoring a little, and his lips were close to mine. I feel him breathing on my face and believe it or not, his breath smelled like mint and alcohol. I have the urge to run my fingers over his unblemished cheek but that would wake Harry up.

Beat, beat, beat, beat, beat

I hear my own heat beating loud.

I stare at his tattoos that were partly showing and I would want to touch all of them. I want to touch every piece of tattoo on his body but I know I can't. I wonder if I touched them last night.

No matter how hard I try to remember everything, I just can't recall any of it or how I ended up with Harry and waking up in his hotel bedroom.

Suddenly his phone started to ring on top of the side table drawer.

Shit shit shit!

I quickly pulled myself up when Harry was starting to move on top of the bed.

I looked around the room, I need to hide. I glance at Harry and he's about to wake up. He's shuffling on his bed at the sound of his phone ringing. I ran away from his bed and rushed to this closet. I carefully went inside and managed to still see him from where I was. Now he's slowly reaching for his phone from the side table drawer but he's still lying down on his bed.

"Hello." He answers.

Harry's morning groggy voice is so deep and so husky. It's sexy as hell that he still sounds like he's sleepy.

"Well you just woke me up Louis." He pulls himself up.

I took a deep breath in, Louis Tomlinson is on the other line!

I watch Harry pushing his hair off his face while his eyes were looking at the bloodstain. His face looked appalled by what he saw. Oh my god shit!

I covered my eyes and my heart is beating undeniably fast.

"What the fuck!" Harry exclaims.

I quickly removed my hands from my eyes and watch Harry look around the entire room. I think he's looking for me. I think I'm having tachycardia.

"I'm fine. It's just..." His eyes were still staring at the bloodstain while he was biting his fingernails. "It's nothing Louis. I'll call you back." He hangs up.

He stares at it longer then looks around the entire room.

"Hello?" He calls out. His eyes busy scanning. "Anybody still in here with me?" He calls out again.

He groans and pulled himself up from the bed. My eyeballs leaped out when I saw his bare bum facing me. Both looked so soft and squishy. It was like a baby's bum.

No don't turn around and face me Harry. Don't you dare show me your wiener. I mentally chanted.

Finally he walks around the entire room completely naked and my eyes directly landed on his soft lengthy wiener. My jaws dropped and it was still big even though it's not erected. He walks around casually as if I'm not here and god knows how naughty I am but I can't look away from such great view.

Seeing Harry Styles naked in a room is a once in a lifetime chance.

No wonder I feel massive pain in between my thighs, he's damn huge.

"Shit. Where's that woman?" He murmurs.

He rushed to the bathroom but he couldn't find me. He walks out and I prayed that he won't walk into this closet. Oh god. I wouldn't know what to do if that will happen.

He stood next to the closet where I am and my heart raced. But then he stopped and didn't continue opening the closet's door. He quickly pulled his phone next to his ear.

"Hey Liam." Harry greets.

Harry looks so troubled. Of course he should be worried, seeing a bloodstain on his bed with no woman in his room would totally ruin his career. But don't worry Harry I won't let that happen. I will not be the reason to ruin your career even if it means hiding everything. I will forget this day even existed but I won't forget what I saw around here.

"You need to come here in my room. I need to talk to you." He brushed his hair off his forehead.

He exhales. "Yeah, it's something serious." He adds.

I gulped.

"I'll take a shower for a bit but be sure you get your ass here. I need to show you something before we leave." Harry sounds troubled.