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Summary for FORTY: BEAUTIFULLY UNFINISHED

Chapter Summary: FORTY – BEAUTIFULLY UNFINISHED by Ellyreiv

In FORTY, a key moment in the Fanfiction novel BEAUTIFULLY UNFINISHED, Ellyreiv delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

FORTY

M I R A N D A

"Miranda Rose." Harry states my full name while he looks at me intently.

He laughs humorlessly as he stares at the necklace right before us. He shakes his head in disbelief then looks back at me.

"Seven years ago." He states.

Oh my god.

I came here unprepared. This was the least thing that I expected of this night to be spent with Harry. Why didn't he tell me about this ahead of time? Why does he still have my necklace? I thought that necklace was lost for years now but he just kept it all by himself. He kept it.

But why? Why would he keep a necklace of the virgin woman he had a one night stand with years ago?

"Los Angeles. Exactly inside my room at Beverly Hills Hotel." He adds.

He remembers.

He recognizes me.

He recalls what happened to us but I don't even remember the hotel and bar names anymore. But he does. He remembers it and it's amazing.

"You left that necklace on top of my bed after we had a one night stand." He adds. "Do you remember?"

One night stand.

Those three words took out the shit from me. I can't handle this. I can't fake what to put on my facial expression. I don't know what to say or how to even react to that. He took me off guard. I didn't think Harry would figure it all out. I didn't think he'd still recognize me

"Cos I remember everything." He adds.

The room was insanely quiet and Harry was just looking at me, waiting for me to say anything from what he just said. But what does he expect me to say to him?

I take a deep breath in and quickly stood from where I was siting down. "I don't know what you're talking about Harry. Plus I'm really in a rush right now on picking up Ben."

When I was about to leave, Harry quickly grabbed me on my wrist and pulled me back down but I tried to stay stiff.

"Sit back down." He demands.

Our eyes bore into each other and I have a bad feeling about this night. I've had enough about Louis finding out that Ben is Harry's son but I swear to God I'm so not ready to tell Harry that I was that girl he had a one night stand with years ago

"Please Miranda." He begs.

I take a deep breath in as I sit back down. I kept my eyes on my fingers that were playing against each other and I was trying to find the words to answer whatever Harry will ask me. I exhaled heavily from my mouth and I take glances at Harry once a while.

"You left that necklace the following morning when you left me." He adds.

The following morning when you left me... I curse inwardly on those words.

Oh goodness God. He does remember everything! And if he remembers the smallest details, then that means he could still recall those embarrassing things that I did in front of him. I remember how badly wasted I was that night that I couldn't even think about anything I've done the next day. It was all a blank to me the following morning.

"You weren't blond when I first met you Miranda." Harry starts. "Your hair was brown. You wore that utterly sexy tube dress that caught my attention when I entered Avalon that night."

I gulped.

"You introduced yourself to me as Rose. And I have never forgotten that name since then." He adds.

He looks at me eagerly and I don't want to look away.

"That night, I knew I had to have you. Whatever it takes." He says.

•••••

H A R R Y

SEVEN YEARS AGO

Los Angeles.

Avalon, 11PM

I hopped off my car as soon as I parked right outside Avalon. I'm not much of a fan with bars but I love the thought of getting a little bit tipsy for a night. And since our break ends in a bit, I think I need something fun. Maybe a few shots with Niall and Zayn won't hurt, and then maybe meet some couple of ladies to just hang around all through the night.

Who knows? I might find one lucky woman who I can fuck with tonight.

The three of us marched out way inside the bar together with our bodyguard, John. He walks with us and makes sure we got in safe. As soon as we entered Avalon, oozingly sexy women were around who were busy taking shots and dancing like they were some strippers. Some would glance our way when we entered and make some flirty moves but I know their kind.

"Aside from the babes that comes here, the drinks are wickedly great." Niall says to me against my ear as we enter the bar.

"I already love the place." Zayn pumps his fist against the beat of the music.

My eyes were busy wondering around and I just followed their lead to the VIP floor. I wasn't really excited for this night since they just forced me to tag along because I've been writing songs inside my hotel room for days now.

"Live a little man." Zayn always tells me.

As I take the stairs and looked over to the people dancing and prancing on the first floor, from the farthest corner of the dance floor, a very beautiful brunette caught my attention in a split second. She wore a sexy tube dress that showed off her boobs. She looked hot as hell. She was with her two of her friends and she was the only woman in this club who I instantly felt something for just by looking at her. She was laughing and busy taking shots.

Who is she? I thought.

I sat on the VIP table with Niall and Zayn while they started ordering a couple of shots. But the woman was still clear from where I was sitting down, though I don't think she can see me from up here but I can clearly see her pretty well. I love the view of her face right after she takes a drink from her friends. She nibbles her nose and her face is getting reddish.

"I'll have patron." I hear Zayn.

"Me too." Niall added. "And a bottle of Bacardi as well."

"I'll have patron too." I added right away while my eyes were glued on that woman.

What could be her name? I thought.

"Oh my god! Really? They're here? Where? Did you see them?" The brunette woman chimes so happily.

"Yes! I saw them somewhere!" Her friend answered.

"Oh shit. We have to find them! I'll look around the entire bar if I have to!" The beautiful brunette answered happily.

Two of her friends were laughing and I think the three of them were drunk. I don't know how much content of alcohol they've taken but I'm pretty sure the brunette looks about to get wasted.

"You're already drunk as fuck." Her second friend hits her on her shoulder.

She laughs so beautifully.

"Let's go dance before you pass out! C'mon!" One of her friends pulled her to the dance floor.

My eyes never left her even if my shot was already served in our table.

"Who are you busy looking at Harry?" Zayn nudges me.

"Nobody." I glanced at him as I take a quick drink from my patron.

My eyes followed the brunette woman as she begins to strut her stuff to the dance floor. She was sexily swaying her body effortlessly and dancing ridiculously hot on the dance floor. Men were even looking at her and starts to closer to their small circle. She was spinning and dancing while laughing in cherish with her friends in the middle of the dance floor.

She didn't have to try to get my attention unlike these other women here who are so trying hard to win me, but she's the real deal. I can't even keep my eyes off of her for a second. She suddenly pulls her hands up to the ceiling while she bites her lower lip and dances like there's no tomorrow.

God, the way she bites that lip is giving me a boner.

"I'll be right back." Zayn exits our table and I'm sure he just spotted a sexy chick.

John gazed at me, "My friend told me only her."

"Please take care of her while she's upstairs." The blond one pleaded.

John nods as he successfully walks the brunette babe that I've been eyeing for almost an hour and thirty minutes now. I watch her as she almost tripped her way along the stairs. John helps her walk and when they stood right in front of me, she stares at me eagerly.

I smiled. "Hi." I say.

It was awkward cos I was alone on the table while Niall and Zayn were enjoying with women they were getting busy with.

She smiles drunkly. "Helloooo."

"Goodness! You kind of look like this insanely famous dude who sings Steal My Girl." She slurs.

I grinned. "Please. Have a seat."

She sits next to me and I was watching how her boobs looked so perfect on that tube dress that she's wearing. God she's giving me a hard on just by sitting next to me. She's really really hot and I think the alcohol is making me feel more and more horny.

"You can leave us now John. Thank you." I tell him and he obeys.

"Or maybe I'm really hallucinating or Im just too drunk.. OR, someone placed something on my drink." She slurs. "Cos you look like Harry fucking Styles." She giggles so beautifully.

She smirks then moves closer to my ear. "If you were Harry Styles I'd fuck you senseless." She says seriously.

I smiled as she moves away from me.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"I'm..." She trails off.

"Rose." She extended her hand to me.

I accepted it and smiled back. "Harry."

She smiles.

I ordered her something to drink to get her a little bit sober and when she starts to get back to her senses a little bit, though still drunk, she talks just about anything she could think of which enjoyed me since I was busy looking at her boobs and her beautiful face. And those lips, I could do so many things on those lips. She said her friends saw Harry, Niall and Zayn and she was hoping she'd see them personally cos she missed the concert cos she was sick.

As the night goes on, we were getting cozier and cozier and found ourselves sitting next to each other closely. I could smell her flirty cologne fighting against the smell of the stuffy amount of alcohol she had. My arms were wrapped around her waist and we were talking about probably anything we could think of. She tells me jokes and we would laugh at it together. She tells me she's a virgin but I don't believe her. She's too sexy to be a virgin and I think she's great in bed.

"You're so funny Harry." She cups my cheek and we were both an inch away from kissing.

I think she still doesn't realize that I'm Harry Styles.

"You're so sexy Rose." I whispered to her ear as I briefly ran my lips under her ear.

She grasps my thighs and I knew she wants more than just that. She moves her head to me and we were just staring at each other. Waiting for the other one to move in for a kiss. But this place is public, I might get photographed and my face will be all over the tabloid.

"Wanna go to my hotel room?" I asked her against her ear.

She kept her eyes at me.

"It's a bit peaceful there. And very intimate. We can do a lot of private things that only you and I will remember." I add.

She briefly bites her lower lip and runs his thumb over my lips.

"I'd love that. Take me to your hotel room Harry." She says while rubbing my inner thigh.

"And I'll show you how wild I am." She adds.

I'm so fucking you hardcore tonight Rose.

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