🎧| Dangerous Woman - Ariana Grande
Harry's POV
Aurelie was a true fucking temptress.
Everything about her radiated beauty and seduction. Calling her sexy wouldn't do her any justice. She had everyone captivated, like a real-life enchantress. In the least objectifying way, she reminded me of a brunette version of Barbie. She looked like a doll, too pretty to be real.
And she knew it too.
The confidence in her eyes as she walked down the runway made her glow. The energy she radiated was godly. And Jesus fucking Christ, when we made eye contact after she blew her fucking kiss. The girl was a tease.
"You're gonna drool all over your suit," Hope had scoffed at me, making me roll my eyes when she'd laughed over her own joke.
"Proper comedian, you are," I'd answered, shaking my head as I'd smiled.
I really had missed my sister's presence.
Zayn had picked her up from the train station this evening and we'd all gone out for an hour before Aurie's show. My sister had refused to let me go to it unless I brought her as my guest so here we were now at the Victoria's Secret afterparty.
My agent had sent me a suit to wear tonight and I couldn't have been happier. The style was unlike me but I loved it, with the pink and the floral patterns. Hope had forced me to buy her a dress too and although it was pricey, I had nothing better to do with my money anyways so it didn't bother me.
"Harry," she called, getting my attention. "When're you gonna introduce me to your girl?"
"She's not my girl," I clarified, not taking the words to heart even though they'd come out of my mouth.
"What a liar," she laughed, before widening her eyes. "Oh my God, she's actually coming our way. You have shit luck! What if I make a bad impression?"
I watched my sister clumsily scramble to get her napkin, fixing the remnants of food on her mouth. Turning my head, I saw Aurie walking up to us in a simple, short blue dress that hugged her curves gorgeously. The shade of her dress also matched her eyes, making her look very fucking cute.
"Hi!" Hope greeted her boldly, standing up so she could hug Aurie shamelessly, "I'm Hope, Harry's sister."
I saw Aurie's eyes widen at the out-of-the-blue hug my sister gave her before she embraced my sister back just as friendly.
"It's so nice to meet you," Aurie smiled softly. "You're absolutely gorgeous!"
My sister's jaw actually couldn't have looked any more surprised at the compliment she'd just been given.
"No way," she gawked, at a loss for words. "A fucking Victoria's Angel just complimented me."
Aurie seemed very shocked at my sister's openness - to say the least. I just felt like mentally wanting to face-plam myself.
"Surprised you managed to get my sister at a loss for words," I added snarkily, purposely embarrassing my sister. "Hope usually never shuts up."
"I'm sure that's not true," Aurie said, coming to my sister's defense as my sister shot me with her middle finger. "She's definitely the prettier sibling."
"Hear that, asshole?" my sister cackled back at me, sending Aurie a look of admiration.
Enjoying me and my sister's banter, Aurie laughed as she fixed the top of her dress, making it ride up to a mid-thigh length.
Look away.
"Okay, I'm getting more of those fancy biscuits," Hope spoke rapidly, "rich people food is a chance I don't miss out on."
Actually face-palming myself this time, I saw Aurie giggle as she took a seat opposite me at the table.
"Didn't get bombarded with paparazzi then, Styles?" she teased me, her eyes crinkled in amusement. "It's a nice fucking suit you have on, I'll give you that.
"So you do admit I'm the prettier sibling then, sweetheart," I winked, making a faint blush appear on her cheeks.
"And no, I haven't had a picture taken of me yet, thank fuck," I said, answering her question. "I don't want my sister's face taken a picture of without her permission. It was already a big risk bringing her here anyways."
"I'm really glad I met her. She's adorable," Aurlie beamed, comforting me. "So, how'd you find tonight's show?"
"You were incredible," I confessed to her, my voice unintentionally lowering. "My eyes were fucking drawn to you and you only, love."
And fuck me, the smile on her face was far from innocent before she decided to speak up.
"That was my intention. To get your attention, right?"
"You're a fucking tease, baby," I told her, matching her flirty tone. I certainly did not miss the way she clenched her thighs at my words too.
Getting up, she moved over to my side, brushing her hand on my shoulder lightly before she leaned her lips towards my ear.
"Hm, and what're you gonna do about it?"
Shit, she was good.
Before I could respond though, Aurie pulled back as she heard my sister's voice from behind.
"What'd I miss?" she asked loudly, coming back with a handful of biscuits in her hand. She was chomping on them obnoxiously loud, completely unaware of what'd she'd come back to.
"Nothing," Aurie answered sweetly, a smirk playing on her lips as she looked at me. "Nothing at all."
"Okay," Hope shrugged, dismissing us almost as fast as she'd questioned us. "Let's get back then. Zayn made a bet with me and now he owes me pizza."
Laughing at the change of events, I got up, my eyes still watching Aurie closely. I was going to get her back very soon.
That was a promise.
"Aurelie, please come with us," Hope requested, not even letting her answer as she'd already hooked their arms.
"God bless you for asking," Aurie said, blowing out a huge breath of relief. "Afterparties have too many people for my liking. I'd choose free pizza any day."
My sister let out a very high-pitched squeal of excitement and led their linked bodies out, already babbling about some nonsense.
"Harry, if you don't hurry up, we're leaving you behind!" Hope called out to me as Aurelie let out a cute laugh, making me smile at the fact they'd gotten along well in only a short span of time.
"Did you forget I'm driving?" I called back, even though they were too far ahead to hear me. Grabbing my keys and their coats, I rushed out after them while being careful of dodging the photographers.
***
I forgot to inform Zayn that Aurelie was with us. So safe to say, he did not expect to see me unlock the hotel door with Hope and Aurie.
Getting up from the sofa, he looked unbothered in his grey sweats as he sent me a quizzical look, so brief that the girls didn't catch it.
"Pizza as promised, loser," he directed to Hope, making her smile before turning to greet Aurie.
"Nice to see you again, Aurie," he said simply, making her eyebrows raise at the fact that he also knew her nickname. "Mind if I steal Harry for two seconds? Make yourself comfortable."
"Please do," she said, subtly teasing me before she went to the living room as she glanced around our hotel suite in interest. It was a bit too big for just Zayn and I but we appreciated the space since we were always together.
Leading me to the kitchen, Zayn regarded me curiously and I forgot I was wearing my suit.
"Pink is my colour, I know," I said narcissitically, making him roll his eyes in amusement before speaking.
"Shut up," he laughed, not beating around the bush as he asked the obvious, upcoming question.
"You and Aurie are all good again?"
"Yeah," I said, scratching the back of my head. I felt bad for not letting him know but I wasn't exactly sure what his reaction would be.
"I'll tell you everything later when she leaves. Lemme just change out of this suit for now," I told him walking to my room and escaping my best friend's scrutinizing gaze.
Putting on a t-shirt and shorts, I walked back to the living room, going to grab a slice of pizza. Sitting on the carpet, I sat cross-legged on the floor opposite Hope and Aurie.
"What're you guys on about now?" I asked them, watching them discuss something quietly. My sister's words were hushed and excited and it didn't take a genius to know she was talking about her boyfriend.
James was all she could gush about when she had that lovesick smile on her face. Despite my obvious wariness to their relationship, I was glad she'd found her happiness.
"James and Hope are looking for apartments," Zayn said, snitching on my sister to annoy her. They were both close too since me and my sister had known Zayn for a long time, he was practically her older brother too.
"Do you have to tell him everything?" she sneered at Zayn, grabbing a pillow and chucking it his way.
"Missed," he cackled at her as he swiftly avoided the pillow, mocking her aim. There was no malicious intent behind it, she just tended to get annoyed at him a lot of the time.
I mean, me and Zayn as two older brothers could get very frustrating; that was for sure.
Aurie's eyes were widened at the drama unfolding beneath her eyes and I couldn't help but chuckle at her expression. She was not used to the psycho family dynamic that me, Hope and Zayn shared.
"Did you guys forget we have a guest," I snickered at Hope and Zayn, making my sister snap out of her angry glare at Zayn when she stared at Aurie wide-eyed.
"Oops," she remarked after she shot her middle finger at Zayn, sparing Aurie a sympathetic look. Hope wasn't used to people around when she visited me and Zayn and the result was clear.
"It's okay," Aurie giggled, "do me a favour and throw one at your brother next."
"I agree," Zayn added, finally gaining some courage and sitting beside me on the floor one he was certain Hope had given up her pillow-throwing spree towards him.
"Shut up," I murmured, not enjoying the two teaming-up against me. Narrowing my eyes at my sister, I redirected my attention back to my sister.
"What was Zayn saying?" I demanded my sister bluntly, seeing Aurie from beside her giving me a warning look to go easy on Hope.
"Harry, can we please not ruin the night with this?" Hope answered with a heavy sigh, used to the accustomed argument we usually would have gotten into when this topic was brought up.
"I'm not gonna say anything," I said as maturely as I could. "I just would like to know when you guys plan on moving in together."
I'm pretty sure Aurie, Zayn and Hope all simultaneously dropped their jaws as if I'd transformed into an fairy right in front of their fucking eyes.
"What?" I let out defensively, feeling my cheeks tint at their dumbfounded faces.
"You're not fucking with me?" Hope blurted out, being the first one to break the uncomfortable silence.
"No," I confessed, clearing my throat in an attempt to dissipate some of the awkwardness. "I can't keep telling you what to do, I guess. You're old enough to make your own relationship decisions."
"Holy fucking shit," my sister blew out with a huge grin on her face. "Did you hear him, Zayn?"
"I thought my ears were fucking with me at first," he joked, punching me on the side lightly.
Rolling my eyes at him, I couldn't help but chuckle at his antics. When my eyes connected with Aurie, I took in the little smile on her lips. There was also something else I deciphered from her facial expression too... a faint glimmer of pride.
Getting up from the floor, I picked up the pizza boxes when they were done to chuck them in the kitchen bin, washing my hands afterwards.
"We're moving as soon as we decide on an apartment," Hope told me nervously as I saw her enter the kitchen.
"I'm glad for you," I said to her sincerely, "though I'll definitely kill him if he ever hurts you."
She laughed at my threat, probably taking it as an empty one. I forgot she didn't know I was being serious at times. It was better that way though - no need to fill her in on the small detail I was practically working in the Mafia.
"Love you, Harry" she piped in, surprising me with a hug. Tightening my arms around my sister, I ruffled her hair softly like I used to do when we were younger.
"Love you too."