Around 7am the alarm clock started beeping and abruptly woke me up from a dream about Harry and me at a carnival I was having. It’d been about a week since Harry and I took our little trip to the beach, and I had now been moved into my dorm on the Training Campus that I’d be staying in for the next two weeks.

Along with the move from my comfy hotel room, my schedule quickly switched from romantic dates, kissing, and days spent in bed, to long practices, ice buckets, and eating meals designed by an athletic nutritionist every day. Not that it was much different from back when I was competing with the Roll Tide, but it was definitely amped up in comparison.

My roommate was Morgan, one of the other girls from the team. She was nice most of the time, but I would’ve much rather roomed with Shannon if I had the option. The only problem with Morgan is that she’s extremely controlling. She definitely didn’t know the difference between captain and coach, I pray for the girl frequently. She definitely knew how to keep us working as a team though, mostly ‘cause we were all hoping she’d shut up if we did times ten, but it worked.

Today though was the day of the Opening Ceremony. Every team and its’ members were to dress up and be introduced then there’s an after-party, and of course, One Direction was to perform, as well as handout the flower bouquets at the beginning to every female athlete, and the end of the championships to the winning teams and athletes. It’s almost like the Prom a majority of us never had. This should be interesting. I took the liberty of making sure I looked perfect though, one, because we had the day off, and two, because Harry would be there, and at one point, there’s a possibility we’d be face to face for a moment, and I was banking on that.

I spent the first part of the day in complete pamper mode. I did everything from hair and face masks and treatments, to going to the salon to get a mani-pedi and my legs, bikini line, and eyebrows waxed. I even took a bath mixed with a skin conditioning treatment I had gotten in a philosophy set a while back. My skin and hair were smooth as a baby’s bottom. After drying my hair, a re-defined the loose waves with a wand then shook ‘em out a little so they looked more polished. I even took the time to highlight certain parts of my face and apply, blush, bronzer and mascara.

After getting ready, I slipped on my light purple chiffon dress and and nude, lavender, and light pink mixed asos heels on. Even with heels on, I only hit maybe 5’4 at the tallest. Around 5, Morgan and I head down to the lobby to meet up with the rest of the team.

The rest of the team was downstairs, dressed up as well. Around us were the male US team and the male and female Russian teams. They had it set up two countries to a building to a dorm so all the other teams were in other buildings. Shannon and I decided to split to the bathroom for a minute before everyone left.

“So how’s the lovely Morgan treating you?”
“Ha-ha, very funny. I think I might strangle myself. C’mon, we gotta go. I’m excited for the after party!”

“Totally! Maybe we can dance with some of the other guys teams, the Russians are total hotties! And so are some of our guys. Or what if we meet one direction! I’d love to get my hands on one of those cuties. That Zayn, he’s like the definition of mysterious and sexy.” I rolled my eyes and laughed. No one quite knew about Harry yet.

When we got to the Ceremony we waited about half an hour until the ceremony started. Each team came in with their flag and then Harry and the boys initiated the singing of God Save the Queen.

After they sung, each team was announced one at a time along with players, and flowers were given to each athlete.

When they got to the US women’s team, lucky for me, Harry was the one handing out the bouquets. Shannon elbowed me and whispered to me how hot he was, and I tried to contain my giggles. When Harry got to me, he took his time shaking my hand and giving me my flowers. His green eyes held their gaze at me for what seemed like forever and I couldn’t help but bite my lip and blush. Before moving on to Shannon he gave me a wink and whispered “it’s lovely meeting you” under his breath.

After the announcements, Shannon found me and basically shrieked in my face.

“KENNEDY! HARRY STYLES JUST WINKED AT YOU! HE’S TOTALLY HARD FOR YOU AND YOU KNOW IT!” My eyes widened and I gasped and started laughing.

“Shannon! Shut up would you!” I covered her mouth with my hand. “He won’t talk to me with you actin’ like bozo over here!” I lied. He would talk to me anyway, but I had to act like I didn’t know him. She started giggling like an idiot and jumping up and down. “You know what, c’mon Shan, they’re supposed to sing a song, and then you can dance around at the party ok!”

We walked over and sat down in our assigned seats. I couldn’t stop staring at Harry once he appeared on the stage. They all said something, but I didn’t hear. I was too absorbed in my own world. They sung Live While we’re Young, Kiss You, and then Truly, Madly, Deeply.

During Truly, Madly, Deeply, I noticed Harry had finally found me in the crowd and never dropped his gaze.

“Ken! He’s staring at you AGAIN! Kennedy! You have to hook up with him!” Shannon whisper-screamed in my ear. That’s awkward.

After their concert, Shannon and I, along with every other athlete or important person here, went to the courtyard where they were throwing a massive out door party for everyone. There was food, and drinks, and lanterns hanging in the trees around the area. It was probably the coolest looking party I’ve ever been too. When everyone started showing up the DJ started playing Dance the Night Away by David Banner. I’ve always been more of a country music girl, but this song was definitely my guilty pleasure since I heard it in the Footloose remake.

Lucky for everyone, none of the coaches were coming, and we had the day off the next day, so a lot of us weren’t exactly too worried about our behavior. Pretty much every one ran to the center of the area and started dancing.

Shannon and I ran into the middle of the mass of people and started dancing. One of the male gymnasts for Italy came up behind me and placed his hands on my hips and pulled me slightly into him, I figured it was harmless and I didn’t see Harry anywhere. I rolled my hips into him as we moved to the beat. The whole song he kept whispering “Bella” and breathing heavily into my ear.

Maybe an hour later, Shannon and I decided to hit the drink bar since we were legal in the UK. After we had a few drinks in us we hit the dance-floor cause we were feeling a little more loosened up. As soon as we got there the Wobble came on and all the non-Americans left the floor for lack of knowing the song. All that was left was the female US team and a few Brits. Shannon and I immediately started doing the moves with the rest of the girls and all the guys around us cheered, probably ‘cause the whole dance is basically hip and butt rolling and grinding.

As soon as we turned back to the position we started in for another round I noticed that Harry had shown up with the guys and was intensely watching me with a smirk on his face. I winked at him and gave him a flirty smile. I looked over to Shannon and saw her grinning from ear to ear. After the song was over I weaved through the crowd, drink in my hand to find Harry again, while they played Strip by Chris Brown.

I found him sitting at a table playing on his phone and sat down next to him.


“Harry!”

“Hey babe, saw you dancing over there. I didn’t know you were so…good at it!”

“Well, you know” I smiled. “Why are you sitting down? Come dance with me!”

“I don’t dance babe, sorry” He laughed. “But I am open to kissing?” He moved closer to me face.

“Here? Are you sure?” I bit my lip.

“Well why not?” He leaned it and pressed his lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he placed his hand on my lower back. Our mouths moved in sync with each other. He pulled back for a moment and looked me deep in the eyes. His greens eyes pierced mine. “You’ve been drinking” he whispered. “Yeah, so what?” I honestly didn’t know what the problem was, nor did I know how much I had actually been drinking, all I could remember was shot number 7 with Shannon. I could feel the side effects kicking in.

*Harry’s POV*

After making eye contact with Kennedy I walked over to a table no one was really near and sat down to check my phone. I looked up and saw Kennedy stumbling slightly over to me. She ended up stopping halfway and taking off her heels before making the rest of the journey. She sat down next to me and I put my arm around her.

“Harry!”

“Hey babe, saw you dancing, didn’t know you were so…good at it!” I felt the urge to kiss her after seeing her dancing. It was definitely a sexy side I didn’t picture the girl having. After a few more slurred lines from Kennedy I finally leaned in and kissed her. You could taste the fruity alcohol taste on her lips.
I pulled away and decided it was best to take her home, especially since I definitely didn’t want some other guy’s paws all over her while she’s unaware of what’s going on. I stood up and grabbed her by the waist to stabilize her and we walked to her dorm from the party. After we were out of sight I finally picked her up bride-style and carried her the rest of the way. She was definitely starting to lose herself, and it was quite amusing.
When we got back to her dorm, I finally got her key off of her after being accused of trying to rob her many times and laid her down on her bed.

“Baby, we’re going to have to get you changed, unless you want to sleep in your dress.”
“No…get a t-shirt out…my suitcase…and leggings…” She slurred. I walked to her suitcase and grabbed a red t-shirt that read “Alabama” and some leggings. I sat down on the bed next to her and she just laid there and stared at me tiredly. I pulled her up with my hand and she took off her dress, and I slipped the t-shirt over her head and finally got her leggings on after a lot of struggle.

Kennedy was definitely passed out by then, but I decided to stay in case something happened. I sat on her bed against the head-board and she was curled up into me. Around 2am her phone started buzzing. I pulled it out of her hand and saw that someone named Will was calling. I thought I remembered her saying it was her brother so I decided to answer.


“Hello?” I answered.
“Who is this? Where’s Kennedy? Wait a second; is this that Harry guy she’s been with in these pictures that are everywhere?”

“Yeah, this is Harry.”

“What the hell? Where’s my sister?”

“Well it’s 2am here, so she’s sleeping. I can wake her?”

“What? Are you sleeping with her? God damn, if you did so much as touch my sister I swear…”

“No! No! We’re not…we haven’t even…no! I would never hurt her…she just had too much to drink, so I...”

“You let her drink? Who the hell do you..? Wake her up, it’s urgent and I’m done talking to you.”

I wiggled her a bit and gave her the phone. “It’s Will.”

“Oh ok. ‘Hey Will, I’ve missed you’”

…..

“No, he’s my boyfriend, it’s not—Ok, I know Will.”

…..

“Yeah what’s wrong?”

…..

“He…what? Wait, why?”

…..

“Oh my god. Ok, I’ll be careful. Ok. Bye, I love you.”

*Kennedy’s POV*

I hung up the phone and looked up to Harry. I felt like crying. I had never been so afraid in my life. Austin found out about Harry and me, and apparently he wasn’t too happy. He had driven all the way to Savannah to find me, and then when he didn’t find me all he said was that he would. I don’t even know if he’s here or not.

“What’s wrong?” Harry asked.
“Austin’s looking for me…he told my brother he was going to get back together with me when he found me. I don’t even know what that means. What if he finds me again, Harry? I don’t know if he’s here or if he was even serious. What if he wants to hurt me?”
“He won’t hurt you, I won’t let him babe, and I pretty sure after the conversation I just had with your brother that he wouldn’t let him hurt you either. It’ll be fine. Just focus on what you’re here for.” He comforted.

I rolled back over and sunk back into my thoughts. Last time I talked to Austin, I was in tears and yelling at him because I caught him cheating on me with another girl.

*Flashback*

After I finished getting ready for our date, I drove over to Austin’s apartment to meet him. He said he had a big surprise cause it had been our 2 and a half year anniversary and I was pretty excited. I walked up to the door and knocked but there was no answer. After a few minutes of waiting I grabbed the key he kept under the door mat and let myself in figuring he was in the shower.
I walked around his apartment but there was no sign of him. I walked back into where his bedroom was but noticed the door was closed. I knocked in the door but all I heard was a gasp. I decided to open the door anyway.

When I walked into the room I stood there in disbelief of what I saw. All I saw was Austin and a brunette girl lying on the bed beneath him and he was between her legs, they were both naked and the girl was moaning beneath him. Austin turned his head and cursed when he saw me standing in the doorway. My vision blurred in tears and I turned and ran the other way. I made it hallway down the hallway of the complex before hearing Austin screaming and running up behind me. I took the stairs and ran to the parking lot but he caught up to me before I could get to my car.

He grabbed my arm and turned me to face him.

“Baby it’s not what it looks like!”

“Really, Austin? Isn’t it? You were having sex with that girl ‘cause you knew I wouldn’t!”

“No! Baby c’mon! I love you! Baby, believe me!” His grip tightened.

“No, Austin, you don’t! Because if you did you would’ve waited to begin with, not forced yourself on me, or cheated on me with that girl! You’re an asshole, Austin, and I feel sorry for you.”

“No baby, it’s not like that,” He leaned it and pressed his lips on mine but I pulled away.

“Get off me, Austin!”
“You know what? Fine, if that’s how it’s gonna be, then I don’t need prude little Christian girls running around in my life. You were a waste of time. I spent two and a half years trying to get in your pants and it still hasn’t happened. Have fun being a Nun for the rest of your life Kennedy, I don’t know how you expect to ever find love running around with a padlock on your zipper.” He walked away back into the building.

I stood for a moment in disbelief of what just happened. I got into my car and drove until I couldn’t anymore in the direction of home. I stopped on a back road and just cried for the rest of the night. There was a sickening ache in my chest and my stomach for a good three months after that day. I swore to myself I’d never let him back in my life, and do everything in my power to stay away from him.

*End of Flashback*

I felt a dull ache in my head. I buried my face into my pillow and started to fall back into a deep sleep. I felt Harry lie against me and lay his hand on my hip. His breath tickled against my ear and I felt him kiss the back of my neck.