The weeks passed and me and Harry were getting closer and closer. We hadn't directly told anyone about us but everyone who lived in that house knew exactly what was going on,you would've had to be dumb not to. It was not week 3 and I was still in. This week I was peforming Picture to Burn and I was okay with the song but it wouldn't have exactly been my choice. I was happy with my outfit though http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=71777320 I was walking down the hallway in my well...very revealing dress when I heard someone wolf whistling from a door behind me. I was about to turn round and give them a piece of my mind when I saw who it was. Harry. Standing there in his boxers and an unbuttoned shirt. ''May I help you?'' I said smirking.
''You can actually.'' He pulled me into his empty dressing room pushed me up onto the table not unlocking our lips at any point. His hands moved from my thighs to the small of my back.

''Guys ar-- Oh erm...'' A guy with a headset came running in like there was no tomorrow. I jumped off the table and tried to act 'casual' and hide my laughter. Harry did the same. ''Where is everyone?'' He asked.
''The other guys are in the green room their already dressed and ready.'' Harry said quickly before the man thanked him and exited. Harry moved closer to me once again and I put my hand on his bare chest. ''I better go'' I said leaving.