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He held out his hand and the chair for me to sit.

"Thank you. You know...you really didn't have to go to so much trouble. I appreciate it I really do. But it wasn't necessary." I tried to keep a poker face on because the thoughts that were running through my head were telling me to just jump on the man already.

"The pleasure is mine." He smiled walking to his chair. Those dimples definitely packed a punch. Butterfly's were going wild in my stomach. Keep it together Alana, he's a player. He could have any girl of his choosing.

"Thank you Mr. Styles." The smile was gone.

"Alana, I would prefer that you called me Harry."

"I'm sorry it's...ok no problem." We sat in silence for a moment.

"So, what do you do Alana? Since you already know what I do." he put his hand under his chin.

"I do hair."

"Really? Do you like it?" he asked.

I smiled, "I love everything about it. Cutting, coloring, styling... It's like being a Swiss Army knife."

"How so?" He ran his fingers over his lips.

"I need to come up with formulas. I need to shape the hair to each individuals liking. I'm the ear for my clients. I'm a chemist, architect, therapist...all in one." I smiled. I really loved every aspect of my job.

A man was carrying out plates from the kitchen. I glanced at the man and. thanked him. The man returned the smile and nodded. Harry's jaw flexed. "That is all Thomas." He said coldly. The man nodded and left the room. I began to eat my salad. "What would you like to drink?" Harry asked.

"Water is fine. So how long are you in Las Vegas...Harry?"

"We leave in the morning." I frowned at his answer, he must have caught it because he let out a small chuckle. "Would you like me to stay longer Alana?" he asked with a grin that made me shiver in excitement.

"I'm no one to keep another from business. Besides I'm sure you have someone waiting for you wherever you're going." Amusement covered his entire face.

"Please Alana, don't let the tabloids fool you. Louis is the ladies man." I smiled and rolled my eyes at his horrible attempt to lay the 'man whore' title on his friend. My phone started buzzing. It was Jen.

"I'm sorry I need to take this." I stood and walked away towards the windows. "Hey Jen what's up?"

"Where are you? We just got back and you weren't here. Oh and did Harry catch you before you showered?"

"I'm. Uh. Grabbing lunch, and yes he did."

"You dirty whore!! you're with Harry aren't you?!" I laughed and felt the color rushing to my face.

"What's the deal for tonight?"

"Don't change the subject Lanz!"

"Ugh! Jen!"

"Whatever. I expect details when you get back. We're going to Tryst nightclub. Hey ask your new boo if he wants to come!"

"Uh yeah he's not but I'll ask. Ok I'll be back soon. See you in a bit." "Hey could you give the phone to Harry? Bridgette needs to ask him something."

"Yeah sure." I walked back to the table. "Uhm Bridgette wanted to talk to you." I handed Harry the phone.

"Hello Bridgette how are y--" Bridgette must have cut him off. "Alright what is it?" I couldn't make out what she was saying. Then, Harry smiled and let out an enormous laugh. Oh no.What the hell did she say! "I'll keep that in mind Bridgette thank you. Here's Alana." Harry handed me the phone.

"Ok you and I will have a talk when I get back." Bridgette was dying of laughter on the other end I couldn't even understand what she was saying. "Goodbye Bridgette!" I hung up the phone. I sat back down and looked at Harry who still seemed to be amused by what Bridgette said to him. "Do I even want to know?" I asked rolling my eyes.

"It's quite interesting. Bridgette and I both have a lot in common." I pursed my lips at that comment. Of course he and my friend would have a thing. "I mean when it comes to you Alana." He said staring into my eyes. I swear it was like he could read my mind.

"We're all going to Tryst tonight...if you and the guys want to go you are more then welcome."

"We'll see. I'll have Brian wait for you and the girls to get ready. He'll escort you in and your table will be ready when you get there. Which alcohol would you like?" He asked. Wow.

"That's very generous of you Mr. Sty...I mean...Harry. But, it's too much. I couldn't." We exchanged a glance at each other

"We'll have to work on that." He sighed.

"Work on what?" I was confused.

"You being comfortable with me. Just say 'yes' and tell me what you want to drink." he grinned.

"Well noted. I'll think of this as a wedding present. For Grant and Jen of course. I prefer tequila but not everyone favors it. Vodka will be fine." I shot and returned the grin.

"Then you'll have tequila and everyone else can have whatever they like." He said in a slick manner. I just held his gaze and smiled.

"Well then, alright Mr. Styles." I giggled. He gave me a hard look that made me shudder. "I mean Harry" I corrected. We continued eating talking about my favorite wines and foods when the doors opened. It was the rest of the guys.

"Alana!" Liam greeted. I stood up to hug him. For some reason I felt completely at home with him.

"Hey Liam!" He opened up his arms and I basically dove right in.

"I'll make sure you're on my team if someone wants to fight." he laughed.

"Sorry about that I think I may have hit you in the crossfire." I apologized letting go of him.

"Nope. That was me." Zayn stepped forward. "Your left hook is deadly love." he stood there shaking his head.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to...are you alright?" I saw a slight bruise on his chest. I automatically opened my arms to hug him.

"I'm fine" he smiled and welcomed my hug. "How is your hand?" he lifted up my hand. "Ouch. Stitches? Definitely not a damsel in distress I see." All the while I was talking to Liam and Zayn, Harry was sitting in his chair with his hand under his chin and eyebrow raised.

"Alright alright that's enough of that. Stop pestering my guest." I looked at Harry expecting him to be angry by the sound of his voice. Oh yeah he was pissed off and his face was a dead giveaway.

"Oh come now Haz, it's not every day you see a beautiful woman like Alana knock out a grown man!" Niall exclaimed. Harry shot him a look. Then eased the tension on his face.

"She is beautiful isn't she?" I felt the color rushing to my cheeks and took a drink of water. The doors flew open.

"Alright boys interview in an hour I've got to make you look glamorous!" she was a petite woman who looked my age. She was gorgeous. She walked past me going straight for Niall. "Come on Niall you first. Your hair takes so long to do." I giggled at her remark.

"I'm actually going to head back to my room."I said to Harry.

"No, no it's alright you can stay." He sounded like he was pleading.

"Really Harry it's alright. I've got to catch up with the girls anyways. Thank you so much for lunch. Maybe we'll see you and the guys tonight." I said playfully

"Yes. tonight then. I'll see you there." Harry said.

"Boys! any day now!" the woman yelled playfully, she looked back to the boys then noticed me. "Oh I'm sorry darling I didn't see you. You can stay if..." she trailed off. She was staring at me like I stole something of hers.

"No, it's alright I was just leaving." I smiled at her.

"You're Alana Slate !" she squealed putting her hands to her face.

"Yes I am." I smiled at her.

"Can I take a picture with you?" She blurted out. The boys looked at her like she was crazy.

"Of course!" I said. She threw her phone at Harry to take the picture.

"Harry take lots of photos!" He looked at her puzzled but still took the pictures. We posed for countless pictures and she finally had her fill. "Oh my God where are my manners?! I'm Lou, the boys hairstylist." Her smile was so contagious.

"Well it is very nice to meet you Lou." I said embracing her in a hug. "We'll have to exchange numbers I can tell you are very talented."

"Truly?" she squealed. "Oh my god yes! Wait, what happened to your hand?!" She looked straight at Harry. "Harry Styles what did you do!" she scolded him.

"Why don't you ask her Lou?" he shot. She looked back at me.

"I punched someone earlier." I said nervously.

"You can't do that! Your hands are special! No more punching people Ms. Slate!" She really did know who I was.

"Don't worry I've had my fill for a while" I smiled at her. We exchanged information and she skipped off to start Nialls hair. I looked at Harry. "Well then I'll see you all tonight." I smiled. He came in close and held my waist.

"You'll see me." he said into my ear. I couldn't help but enjoy his fingers on my body. I let out an involuntary gasp when he pulled tighter on my waist. I looked up at him. His green eyes were so captivating. Making me melt in his hands. His body once again against mine.

I bit my lip, "Mr. Styles the longer you hold on to me the longer it will take for me to get ready." His gaze never left mine.

"Maybe I don't want to let go." He growled into my ear. I'm sure everyone in the room felt me shiver. "I think you want to stay." He said against my cheek.

"If you don't let her go now I'm going to shave off your hair Harry Styles!" Lou yelled. I laughed.

"Thank you Lou!" I looked up to meet Harry's eyes. "I'll see you tonight." He reluctantly let me go. I said goodbye to everyone in the room and then left. I stood in the elevator trying to catch my breath recovering from Harry's touch. It excited every inch of me. I could hear the music blaring through the door and the girls laughing extremely loud. I opened the door only to find the girls laughing and singing along to the songs. Jen looked at me and cut the music off.

"Alright missy...SPILL!"

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