Harry's POV

I wanted her to stay in my arms. Letting her go was a feeling that was new to me. I need her. Physical attraction was through the roof. She's a beautiful person inside and out. I turned around to see Lou smiling from ear I ear. How did she know who Alana was?

"Lou, how do you know Alana?" She gave me a look like I was a complete idiot.

"You're joking right?" her mouth wide open. "That woman that was just in here? Alana Slate? honestly Harry?"

"I wouldn't be asking if I already knew the answer Lou. Now how do you know her. And why were you asking for photos?" I demanded.

"Have you ever wondered who organizes the beauty side of runway shows? or who the person in charge of every single detail of the look of the models?" she through her hands in the air. "Bloody hell Harry. Alana Slate is the youngest regional director for Wella."

"Wella?" I asked. She put her fingers on the bridge of her nose.

"Look at it like this. She's one of the most sought after people in the industry. Every designer wants her for their shows. Every celebrity wants her to do their hair. Every stylist wants to become like her." She said in frustration. "I'm surprised she's even here, Armani has a showing in London this weekend and was trying everything to get her there." My eyes widened, recalling her talking about her job. She made it sound like she was just a hairdresser at a local salon.

"She's so modest." I smiled. "She is very sweet but is known to be very...assertive. Let's just say when she sets her eyes on something she gets it." Liam shot me a look and raised his eyebrow. I laughed because I knew his reason for the look. "I can't blame her in the least bit though. Shes at the top of the game and you can't get there just by being nice. I read that she made a model cry for talking rubbish to one of her stylists." Lou said. "But I can say that if she knows you're loyal to her, expect it back ten fold. She'll treat you like royalty."

My head raced with thoughts of Alana. We're more alike then I first thought. I pulled out my phone and searched for her on the internet. Countless articles of successful shows and viewings. She was in high demand with almost everybody. Photos with famous designers and political members. Then I found one of her in an intimate hug with some man.

'Alana and Dean headed to splitsville! RD for Wella faces heartbreak again, She finds out her boo Dean Hammond had been cheating on her with a nameless sexy young model. Will she be able to come back from another heartbreak?'

I couldn't help but be angry that someone could treat her that way. It made me want her even more. I wouldn't hurt her. I would give her whatever she wanted.

"Haz, you alright mate?" Liam asked.

"Yeah. Lets get finished up and get this interview over with." I said.

"We'll head over to Tryst tonight."

"I take it, it's to see Alana?" Liam raised an eyebrow. "No it's so I can see her friend or the future Mrs. Horan!" Niall yelled with a cheeky smile. Well all laughed and finished getting ready.

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Alana's POV

"What?!" I said to Jen. She gave me the side eye walking towards the kitchen.

"Oh I don't know...did he?" she smiled devilishly.

"What? did he what?" I was so confused. That is up until I hear Bridgette.

"Divide and conquer mate!" she yelled and busted out laughing. Oh my god that's what she told Harry. Fuck. Jen was laughing just as hard as Bridgette now. Their faces a bright red color.

"Seriously Bridge? that's what you told him huh?" I started laughing at this point. "And no he didn't. It was just lunch." I said shaking my head.

"Well that was a complete bust!" Bridgette threw her hands in the air. Maybe next time I thought to myself. .......

"So what time are we leaving?" I asked. It was already 9 o'clock. The girls were finishing up their makeup and hair.

"10 seems good." Lauren chirped.

"Lanz can you do something with my hair? I suck at this shit." Bridgette asked. I smiled and started on it. I could never put my finger on it but doing hair always calmed me. I knew I was good at it but this is truly what I've always wanted to do.

"Hello? earth to Lanz!" my eyes were wide then I realized Bridgette was talking to me.

"Sorry what?"

"I said is your boo coming to tryst?"

"Oh. Uh I think so. He actually reserved a table for us." I smiled. Then realizing my face all giddy like, I stopped. Bridgette noticed, she stood up to look at me dead in the eyes.

"Lanz, don't do that." She frowned. "Let loose and just have fun. I don't want to bring up...you know who. But you need to just...relax take your mind off it. You were having so much fun today. Well aside from that asshole earlier." I knew exactly what she meant. Somehow there was still an ache in my chest when I thought about it. It's been a couple months since I found out that Dean...well since we ended things. Bridgette wrapped her arms around me like she knew what I was thinking. She's honestly been the best friend to me, aside from Jen.

"Alana" she whispered. "This is a fresh start. No ties to hold you back. Have fun, enjoy life. " She released her arms to cup my face. "You know I love you Lanz, and you know I'll do anything for you. I'll beat her ass again if I ever see her again." I let out a laugh remembering the night Bridgette took flight on the girl that Dean...cheated with.

"Thanks Bridge. I love you too." I smiled at her wholeheartedly. "Ok now let's see what are you wearing tonight?" and automatically went back to her crazy self. I went over to my suitcase to look and see what I should wear. 'Let loose' I kept saying in my head.

"Ok" I said to myself. Time to get ready.

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Bridgette's POV

"Come on its 10:30! I want to drink and give lap dances." I yelled. The girls were all ready except for Alana. Then again she was helping all of us with our hair. I really hope she listens to me, that dick head fucked her over and fucked with her head. I swear I would have beat his ass too if I wasn't so consumed with the tramp he was with.

"Hold on give me a minute." Alana shouted from the other room. Harry seems like a cool guy. He owns the fuckin hotel we're staying at. I can tell Alana has taken a liking to him. Maybe I should call him to make sure he's coming. I can see the sexual tension between the two of them. I pick up the room phone and call the front desk.

"Front desk how may I help you?"

"Hi, yeah can you transfer me to Harry Styles' room?"

"One moment please." The line connected and started to ring. Hopefully he'll answer, Alana should be ready soon.

"Hello?" a cheery mans voice said.

"Hi, can I speak to Harry?"

"May I ask who's speaking?"

"It's Bridgette."

"Yeah hold on." I heard some noise on the other end and for a second I swore I heard Niall say, "You mean my wife?" And a bunch of laughs. I giggled myself. I really liked him.

"Yes Bridgette?" it was Harry.

"Hey I was just calling to make sure you and the guys are coming tonight."

"Yes we are, but we'll be a little late"

"Ok great! Can't wait to s-- holy shit!" I was completely caught off guard. I couldn't stop staring at her. My face was probably priceless.

"What's wrong Bridgette?" Harry pressed.

"Alana" I was still stuck.

"What's wrong with her? is she ok? what happened?" he sounds a little panicked but still calm.

"She's fine, just. Wow." I'm at a loss for words. I look at Alana and she's wearing her black and gold Louboutins. A short high waisted pencil skirt that ends a little higher then the middle of her thighs. A long sleeve crop top, but it was all lace. I could see her black bra underneath. Her tattoos were showing and that's something she's never felt comfortable showing. Her jewelry set off her outfit. Her hair and make up was phenomenal. Dark lips of course. All black, black was her trademark color. She looked amazing.

"Bridgette!" Harry obviously impatient with me.

"You'll be sorry if you're late tonight. God knows how many men will be drooling over her." I giggled but meant it. "So we'll see you there...On time." I hung up the phone

"Well check you out ya damn vixen!" I said with a wicked smile on my face.

"It's not too much?" she asked

"No! No! No! stop that!" Jen said "You look hot girl!" I know she felt weird because this isn't how she usually dresses. But she should more often. She's in denial about her damn figure. But if she could only see what we all could see she wouldn't be so...insecure.

"Come on let's go hot stuff!" I shout.

"Wait I think we should have a toast." Alana said.

"Hell yeah!" I said. I poured the shots and we all grabbed a glass.

"Ok, here's to great friends, great laughs, Lots of drinks and lots of memories!" Jen said. We all cheered and took our shot. We were walking towards the door and I look at Lanz.

"I don't think he'll be able to control himself when he sees you" I whispered. She rolled her eyes and held my hand as we walked to the elevator.

"I don't know if Niall will be able to keep his hands off of you! He's excited to see you Bridge" she smiled.

"Well what can I say I'm pretty damn sexy" I grinned. "Now it's time to get cray!" we all laughed in the elevator. By the time we reached the lobby, I'm guessing one of Harry's security guys greeted us and walked us out to the limo.

"Ms. Slate, ladies if you will follow me this way." The man said.

"Wow, our own security Lanz, you sure you didn't..." I started laughing. She smacked my arm and rolled her eyes. We all got in the limo which was packed with every single kind of alcohol I could think of. Ok so far so good, Harry is definitely on my good side. The drive there was quick. We were all talking about random shit laughing making fun of each other. When we pulled up to the hotel there were six men waiting outside the limo. The man who drove with us opened up the door and helped us all out.

"Ladies, please follow us this way." He said. The men surrounded us like we were some fucking celebrities. We passed the long line of people waiting to get in. The lead security nodded to the hostess and she opened the door. This place was amazing, it was dark with reds and the music was pulsing through me I just wanted to start dancing already.

"Hey I'm going to the bathroom I'll meet you guys there." Alana yelled over the music.

"I'll go too I have to pee!" Lauren said.

"I'll wait here for you Ms. Slate" the head security said.

"Ok we'll meet you at the table!" I told them. We walked a little further in and got to our table. Harry and the guys were there already.

"ha! I knew it!" I said out loud. Harry looked at me nodding to come to him. "Well hello there Bridgette. Where is she?" he asked.

"So eager." I giggled. "She's in the bathroom with Lauren. your security guy is waiting for them." I said. He nodded and offered me a drink and of course I take it. I find Niall and immediately stand next to him. He turns around and gives me a hug. 'Fuck' his body feels so damn good I thought to myself. I glance into the crowd then back to Niall. I froze. I slowly turned back to the crowd. My eyes were wide and my mouth dropped.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me!!" He was here.

Notes

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