Of course this would happen. As much as I want to cry , scream...break down. I couldn't. We weren't together. So by all means he's welcome to do as he pleases. Still...it hurt.

"Alana." Liam was cautious. I needed to put on a brave face. The tears were on the verge of falling. I need to leave. I look to Liam and I can see the hurt in his eyes. He's hurting for me.

"Liam, I'm going to go. I'll text you tomorrow ok?" Using my best 'I'm fine' voice.

"Let me walk you down." He could see through the mask I put up.

"No it's fine. See you guys later." I waved and walked away. Zayn and Louis gave me quizzical looks but I just smiled and kept walking. I got into the elevator thinking I was in the clear.

"Alana!" someone yelled.

I frantically pressed the 'close door' button. I can't right now. I don't care who it is. I can't talk to anyone. I need to go. When the doors finally close I sighed in relief. The tears finally fall, and I give up trying to hold them in. This is what I get, assuming always gets me in trouble. I assumed Harry and I were...hitting it off. I mentally slap myself. We've only known each other for two days. I get into my room and go straight to bed. I pull the covers over my head, I'll sleep this off and tomorrow I'll be fine. At least I know not to try anymore.


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HARRYS POV

"Harry I just want to talk." She smiled.

I knew exactly what she meant. She wanted to have some fun. I walked back towards my room and she held my hand. Why not? I mean nobody is here the lads are still at the club and Liam is sleeping. A little fun won't hurt.

I closed the door and she pushed me against the wall. She began to tease me by taking her sweet time undoing my belt with her teeth. I stare out the window waiting to release all of this built up tension. The front door closes and I know the boys are home. Fuck it. She finally gets my belt loose and works on the zipper. I hear the sliding door open. Zayn must be going for a smoke. Then...lights turn on and I'm frozen. I'm looking out the window and all I see are these eyes full of hurt.

"Alana...no." I breathe.

Why is she out there? Who's with her? I see the figure standing next to her. Liam. Fucking Liam is there comforting her. She's leaving. Fuck! I grab the blondes hands and push them off of me.

"Harry what's wrong? we didn't even get to the fun part yet." she whined.

"Charlie, you need to go. I can't do this." I spat. She gave me a puppy face but I ignored it and pulled my belt back together. I rushed out of the room and ran to the door. Where is she? I opened the front door to see the elevator doors closing.

"Alana! wait!" I yell. But I was too late, the doors closed.

"Bloody fucking hell!" I scream. Not caring who heard me. Why was she up here? Liam Why was she up here with him. By themselves. I knew he wanted her. I fucking knew it. I went back inside only to find myself throw the sliding door open and going straight to Liam.

"What the hell is your problem Haz!" Liam yelled.

"My problem? what the fuck were you doing with Alana? Alone in the dark I might add!" I yell right back.

"Oh no, don't turn this on me mate, I'm not the one who fucked up his chances with her. Unlike you I like Alana as a friend and only as a friend." He spat at me. Deep down I knew Liam was telling the truth but right now in the heat of the moment all bets are off.

"Fuck off. That still doesn't explain why you two were out here in the dark." Even he had to admit that it looked suspicious.

"I don't need to explain anything Harry. But for Alana's sake, she and I were having a smoke. Oh wait but you don't know that do you? that's right, instead of hanging out with her you were trying to figure out how to keep Charlie away from the room." He scolded me as if I were a child.

"If you're going to be with Charlie that's fine and dandy. BUT. I will not allow you to drag Alana into this. She doesn't deserve that. In the two days we've known the girl she has been nothing but led on...by you!" Zayn stood in front of Liam.

"Mate come on let's have a smoke and calm down." He put a hand on Liam's shoulder.

"You have no right..." I began but Liam shoved Zayn aside and got in my face.

"I have every fucking right! I'm always cleaning up your trail of heartbreaks. Not this time Harry. Not this time! I know what you are capable of. You make a girl fall for you, you get what you want and then you kick them to the curb, unless you benefit from them like Charlie for example. You can play Charlie all you want because you two feed off of that shit. But I will not just stand here while you go and break Alana's heart, she is a good person."

"First off..."

"No! You shut it and listen! Do you not recall last nights events? That prick broke her heart and did you see how she reacted? Did you not hear what Zayn told us when she went off about it? She's been through hell already. Don't you dare take her there again." His tone was cold and dominant.

I've never seen Liam act this way, yes he's always the most mature out of us lads but this? It was as if I hurt him. As much as I want to scream back I can't. He's right. Louis steps between us and pulls me away.

"Come on Haz let's grab a drink yeah?" I don't even say a word. I just walk. Wondering if I've truly ruined any chance I had with Alana.


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ALANAS POV

I woke up to the sound of dry heaving. What time is it? I check the clock and it reads 9:14am. Well I guess that was enough sleep. I get out of bed to see which one of the girls was worshiping the porcelain throne. Everybody is still sleeping, sprawled all over the room. I giggle because they were all in their clothes from the club. I reach the bathroom and find Lauren hunched over clenching on to the sides of the toilet. I began rubbing her back, this is the only way she can throw up. All of the other tricks don't work.

"That's it Lo, get it all out." I cooed.

"Whyyyyyyyyy?! Why did I drink so much!" She cried.

More dry heaving and fluids flying into the toilet. I've never seen Lauren in this state, I was actually proud of her because she's always the worry wart of the bunch. She must have really went hard last night. I helped her up and she cleaned up a little bit then went back to bed. I grabbed water bottles and medicine for all of the girls and woke them up to take it. Since they all went back to sleep I just ordered room service for us and went out to the balcony.

It was overcast and windy. Not too much but the breeze felt amazing. I pulled out my phone and checked my email. Sure I told myself no work while I'm here but I had nothing else to do. I took three weeks off so I could focus on the wedding. My assistant, bless her heart, knew not to contact me unless it was an emergency. I saw her email first.

Alana,

Terrance Blackwell from Saint Laurent has been blowing up the phones. He said and I quote "You get me Slate. I'm not having some mediocre do this show. Please my job is on the line." I know you're on vacation but it seems pretty urgent. Also, Jennifer needs a color touch up ASAP. They start A.I. auditions next week. Call me so I can give them an answer.

Grace.

I let out a sigh. I know I wanted to relax and enjoy this vacation but I need a distraction. After last night...shit I didn't know what I needed. I dialed the office.

"Alana Slates office how may I help you." Katrina the receptionist answered.

"Hi Trina it's Alana where's Grace?"

"One moment Ms.Slate." She chirped.

"Thank you."

"So you got my email right?" Graces tone sounds strained. I let out a little laugh.

"Yes. Ok first, when is the show and where is it being held. Second, Jen doesn't need a touch up yet. She has the high ombré so a little new growth won't hurt the look."

"But..." She began.

"If she wants a touch up she can have Adam do it. If she refuses then let her know Adam does my hair. The only person who does my hair. I'm sure she'll agree to have him do it." I love my clients I really do but sometimes the client isn't always right.

Grace continued to update me with work things when my phone buzzed. I put grace on speaker to check my text messages.

Liam: Morning :) coffee and a smoke?

I smiled. Liam had become such a close friend in a matter of days.

Me: good morning! Yes, come on down. Just ordered breakfast. Btw the girls are still sleeping I'm out on the balcony.

"Alana did you hear me?" Grace asked.

"I'm sorry what was that?" "I said you would need to leave tonight to fly to Milan."

"Ok no problem. Make the arrangements and I'll be there. Actually I don't have my passport so just meet me here and we'll go together." I knew she needed time away from L.A.

"Really?!"

"Yes plus you need a vacay too!" I thank god for this girl everyday she is really the best. I probably couldn't function without her.

"Thank you!" She squealed in the phone. "Oh there are still things I needed to go over with you." She began going over the rest of requests.

There were knocks on the door so I left her on speaker. A man had a trolley full of food and out came Liam from the elevator. I waved and motioned that I was still on the phone. He nodded and brought the food in himself. We both sat at the table on the balcony and he started pouring our coffees.

"Ok Grace make sure you grab all the documents I'll need, it's upstairs in the safe. You have the code right?" I asked.

"Yes. Anything else?"

"Check the weather and bring whatever you think will be necessary. I think that's it."

"Ok I'll see you tonight. Let me know if you think of anything else."

"Ok will do. Bye Grace." I closed my phone and looked at Liam. He fixed a plate of fruit and put it in front of me.

"Check the weather? Where are you going?" He asked.

"Milan. Duty calls." I shrugged.

"Milan? I thought you were on vacation." He started to pout.

I explained the situation to him and surprisingly he agreed that I go. He and the boys were actually leaving today to go back to London for more meetings. If there was one thing Liam and I shared it was our work ethic. Some people would call us workaholics but we loved to work.

"So, are you alright?" I knew what he was referring to.

"Liam, I have no reason to be upset. I was bummed out yeah but...Harry and I aren't together. So more power to him." I shrugged. He nodded and changed the subject.

Bridgette woke up and asked where Niall was so Liam called him to come down. Before I knew it Niall, Louis and Zayn came down as well. Some of the girls were still sleeping and some had to catch flights to go back to L.A..So it was just myself, Bridgette, Jen and the four guys eating and talking about the night before.

"Lanz you would have been so proud of Lauren, she got on the stripper pole!" Bridgette was beaming about it.

"I kinda figured she had a good night, she was sick this morning most likely still drunk. I couldn't understand a word she was saying." I said laughing remembering her slurring words. Jen went back in the room only to come back out with another guest.

"We have another visitor!" Jen announced. Out he came looking just as sexy as I remember. I may not try anything with him but I can admire. Look but not touch.

"Morning everyone." He said.

"Well good morning Harry! How was your night?" Bridgette asked. I cringed inside knowing exactly how his night went.

"Rough night." Was all he said. Sure that can be taken in many different contexts. But the one that came to mind was with him and that blonde. Fuck my life.

"Yeah same for us too. I don't think we'll be drinking like that until the wedding." Bridgette rubbed her head but Niall quickly took over for her. Those two have been such a breath of fresh air, they way they look at each other really makes my heart smile.

Harry took a seat next to Bridgette and Louis and we continued our conversations. Zayn and I got to catch up since we really haven't had a moment since that one morning.

"Lanz what did you end up doing last night?" Jen asked. Harry and Liam both looked at me. In my head all I see is the blonde disappearing out of sight and Harrys head roll back against the wall.

"Lanz?" Jen asked again.

"I was...trying out CRW's." I smiled at the end of my answer knowing Liam would catch on. Everyone besides Liam gave me a funny look.

"What's that?" Jen questioned.

"That is top secret and unless you are in the best friend category you can't know." I say. "

"Bitch I'm in that category." Bridgette laughed.

"As of last night you got replaced. Sorry Bridgette." Liam teased. She let out a fake cry and rolled her eyes.

"No, Liam and I just hung out. Nothing too exciting." I avoided eye contact with Harry. Bridgette was giving me a 'wtf!' look. Knowing her she wants details. It was silent for a moment.

"What's up bitches!!" Grant and Ken step out to the balcony. I thank god for these two right now. Awkward moments are just...awkward. Grant starts talking about last night and Zayn leans in to say something.

"Do you think you could help me with something?" He kept his voice low so only I heard him.

"Sure what's up?"

"Get ready for the day and we'll go. Casual nothing fancy. Don't worry we'll be back before you're flight." He grinned.

"Ok sounds good." I excused myself from the table to get ready. I opened up my suitcase and pulled out my clothes. Shorts and a cut off sleeve Bob Marley tank top. Pleased with my choice I headed off to the shower. Figured I'd wash my hair because it smelled like smoke. I took a little bit longer then expected because I needed to shave my legs, oh the downsides of being a woman. I got out and began to dry off. I pulled out my bra and my boy shorts, I've never really been one for thongs only when necessary. The towel for my hair kept falling so I just bent over to adjust it.

"Alana can I...oh shit sorry!" I guess Harry had knocked but I didn't hear.

"It's cool. You've seen me in less." I said nonchalantly. It's true he has seen me in less.

"No it's ok I'll come back." He said closing the door.

"Harry it's fine. What's up?"


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HARRYS POV

She was in just a bra and panties. The kind that look like shorts but show half her ass. I really got to see her tattoos up close. So intricate and detailed.

"Harry?" She snapped me out of it.

"Oh uhm, yeah I just wanted to apologize. For last night."

"You don't need to. I mean we're both single not obligated to anyone." She didn't even bother to stop for a second and look at me when she spoke. Is this how she always felt or is this how she's feeling because of what she saw?

"Still, I didn't mean..."

"Harry it's cool I understand sexual frustration is a bitch." She laughed.

How could she laugh? I felt like a dick about last night and here she is acting like...this. She pulled out these shorts and slid them on struggling to get the material over her ass but as soon as she got them up...bloody hell. With her hourglass figure the shorts are fitted around her thighs and backside but loose around her waist. She bent down to take the towel off of her head and let her hair fall. When she brushed it out it hit below her belly button, all that hair, I could wrap it around my hand to keep her in place while I...stop stop stop! My imagination is getting the best of me I need to say something.

"So where are you off to?" Looking around the room so I don't focus on her body.

"With Zayn somewhere. I don't really know he just said dress casual." She shrugged. With Zayn?! What the fuck is this all about!

"Like a date?" I snorted.

"Nah, he needs help with something."

"Yeah needs help with his cock in your..." I began to yell.

"Harry taste this." She held up a cup for me to drink. I took a sip. "Do you taste that?" She asked.

"It's...water."

"Hmm. I thought it was a bit salty. Kind of like you right now." She glared at me for a second then relaxed and walked into the bathroom. I let out a big laugh and followed her in. She was leaning over the counter doing her makeup. I took a second to soak up all of her.

"Like what you see Styles?" She said not even stopping while doing her makeup.

"You know I do." My tone was serious.

I walked up right behind her, so close that I was pressed against her. She didn't even flinch when I wrapped my arms around her. She set her things down and turned to face me. Her eyes scanned over my face and down to the bulge in my pants. Without notice she grabs me and I let out a hiss. Her hand caressed the growing erection, I grabbed her thighs and picked her up to place her on the counter. Her hands moved out of the way and I pushed myself on her again. My lips tried to make their way to her neck but her hand had a death grip on my hair holding me in place. I kept grinding against her making me harder with every push. She came in close so that her lips touched my ear.

"It's not that kind of party Styles." She whispered. And with that she nudged me aside, hopped off the counter and walked away.

"There's some lotion next to the sink if you need, try not to make a mess please." She sang as she opened the door to leave.

I stood there trying to process what the hell just happened.

"What the fuck was that!?"

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