MY NAME, IS SIR [HARRY STYLES]

~~11~~

"Are you ready?" Harry stood in my doorway as I pace around my suite, my suitcase had been delivered and I was just grabbing my toiletry bag, so I was able to freshen up in the bathroom before we left.

"Yeah, just give me a minute" I take my hairbrush through my knotted hair and apply a new layer of deodorant, 13-hour flights don't keep you looking as awake as you would have liked it to.

"Is your room fitting?" he queries.

I pop my head around the bathroom door to answer him. "Harry, this is more than enough. It's absolutely beautiful"

"Good" he acknowledges as I throw the condiments back into the bag and return to Harry.

"Okay, I'm ready." I smile with an obvious spring in my step.

Harry escorts me outdoors to where a patio lined with 2 placement tables path the way toward a streamline of mountains. Each setting looking out over the Amalfi Coast where the sea seemed to stretch eternally.

"Do you have business to tend to today, or can you explore a little with me?" I offer as Harry pours me a cup of freshly made tea from the pot that had been delivered to our table with some scones and other baked goodness.

"I'm here for business Charlotte" he answers in a low tone, directing his stern eyes at me.

I rest my head upon my closed fist leaning up on the table as I stare aimlessly at how he concentrates whilst pouring the tea. "Was just a question, we really need to sort out this grumpy pants nature you have going on." I tease, attempting to lighten the tense atmosphere that always seems to follow him.

Harry instantly halts his pouring and sets the pot back in the centre of the table. "You think I'm cantankerous?" he almost looks offended.

"I said grumpy, it sounds a lot more bearable that way, and no. But I think you could absolutely have some fun if you allowed yourself." I sit back in my chair and fold my arms, attempting to create my own barrier.

"I know how to have fun, Charlotte, but I'm very selective on who my companies are." Harry relaxes back into his own chair and calls my bluff on this sudden confidence I'm having.

"I'll tell you what, let's make a deal. You allow me to take complete control for one day, you do whatever it is that I want to do and then I will gift you the same privilege" I place my offer on the table, silently hoping that he will take the bait.

Harry's eyes narrow slightly at me, but I could see the curvature in the corners of his lips, I caught his intrigue. "I just told you that I'm particular about the company that I keep, what makes you think you make that cut?" he mocks with prodigious smug.

I sit forward on my chair again, bringing both elbows up onto the table to allow my face to rest in the palms of my hands as I cup the sides of my face, "Because it seems like that up until now, you haven't been able to stay away, Sir." I add the 4th rule just to further push my luck.

But it seems to have paid off, Harry was captured, and I received a breathily chuckle from him before he stretches his hand across the table. "Deal"

I met my hand with his and we signed our silent contract with a smile.   

"I have some meetings to attend today, however, tomorrow, I will let you hold the reins for the day. Then once we get to Rome, my turn" he gives me a cheeky wink.

"I look forward to it" I lie, I really didn't expect him to agree to this and I really had no idea what I would do with Harry on a day a had complete control.

"Remember the rules today" he warns as we part ways after morning tea, tightening his tie.

"I will" I sing out, rolling my eyes as I head for the front door. I already had my camera and handbag and all I wanted to do was explore.