Dancing with Styles

Harry, Zayn and Kenzie's hotel room.



Kenzie's POV

If you thought the take off was bad just wait for the fucking landing!

No joke I think I broke Harry's hand. I feel real shitty about it too. I apologized liked 20 times. Harry just laughed it off and said it was fine. But seriously if this is how I'm going to react every time I'm on a airplane Harry might want to consider finding a new seat partner.

'Hows your hand?' I look at Harry who's currently on his phone.

'I'm fine Kenzie. Stop worrying about it.' He laughs.

We pull in front of the hotel and get out.

'Ok guys listen up.' Todd says

'Zayn, Harry and Kenzie in one room. Louis, Liam and Niall in the other. Here's your keys.' Todd hands Harry and Louis the keys to our rooms.

We walk inside and head to the elevator. You know that awkward silence that always happens when your alone with someone in an elevator. Well that's what I'm dealing with right now but instead of being alone with just one person I'm alone with 5 incredibly gorgeous men!

The elevator finally stops on our floor and we all step out. Thankfully our rooms are located next to the elevator so we didn't have to walk far. Harry opens the door to our room and legit my mouth falls open. Who can afford this shit!

When I think of a hotel room I think of your typical small room. One bathroom, two standard size beds and possibly a mini fridge nope not this room. I'm talking a mini fucking house. Two bedrooms, a living room, bathroom and shit even a full kitchen! I slowly make my way inside.

'You ok?' Harry and Zayn both look at me questionably.

'Are you shitting me right now? This place is huge!'

'Oh well I mean I guess it's nice.' Zayn replies '

'Were kind of used to it Kenz.' Harry chuckles.

'Shit.' I run my hand through my hair.

The hotel staff brought up our bags and placed it in our rooms. Lucky me I get a room to myself. I must say a girl can get used to this.

'So how long are we in London?' I walk out my room and into Harry and Zayn's. And for the second time today my mouth falls open. Holy hell Harry is shirtless! Fuck my life!

'Kenzie are you even listening?' Harry's asks pulling a shirt over his head.

'Hmm. Yeah...No. What did you say?'

'I said were in London for 3 days and then we go to Manchester.'

'Oh ok. Thanks.' Stunned by the beauty of Harry's tattooed chest I turn around and walk my horny ass back to my room.

I have to survive 8 months with someone that fucking beautiful! Impossible. The last time I actually touched a man was a year ago. It's safe to say my libido is working on overdrive! Laying back on my bed I called my mom to let her know I made it to London safely. After hanging up with her I called Brook.

'I won't survive 8 months Brook!'

'What are you talking about?' She questions.

'I saw Harry shirtless and wanted to attack him with my vagina.' Brooklyn laughs.

'Brook this is serious I had to think about something else. This isn't good. Did you know his chest is loaded with tattoos? Tattoos! Brook that's my weakness!' I yell

By this point Brook is hysterically laughing. Seriously I don't think this is funny.

'Brook!'

'Okay okay I'm sorry. Just relax. What did you expect? Your surrounded by a group of sexy men. You're bound to fuck one of them!'

'I can't! We will be working together and sex would ruin everything.'

'Only if you let it. How about you just go with the flow Kenz. I mean damn you're better than me I would of already fucked one of them.' She would.

'Ugh your no help. Look I have to get ready for dinner I'll call you later.' I reply

'K bitch bye.' Click.

Notes

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