Dancing with Styles

Kenzie's POV

'This is so relaxing.' I sign sitting back against the car.

'Yeah it is.' Harry agrees.

'So have you always wanted to be a singer?' I ask Harry lazily turns his head to face me.

'Nah. I wanted to be a baker.' I start laughing.

'What? You don't think I can bake? He replies in his cute british accent.

I shake my head. 'Well I guess I'll have to prove you wrong.'

'I say we do a bake off!'

'A bake off?' Harry questions.

'Yeah you know see who makes the best dessert. The guys will be the judges.'

'Alright I'm sure Niall will love that. Get ready to get your ass handed to you.' Harry jokes.

I scoff 'Game on Styles!'

Harry and I sneak our way back in to the hotel. Thankfully we didn't run in to management. We enter our room and see Zayn and the boys playing FIFA.

'Oi! Where have you been? I thought you were sick Kenzie.' Niall says.

'I guess I just had to poop.' I reply bluntly causing Harry to bust out laughing.

'TMI little one TMI!' Liam responds.

I take a seat next to Zayn on the couch.

'Hi little lady.'

'Hello Zayn.' I smile

'Wana play?' He asks holding out the controller.

'Sure!'

After playing few games of FIFA with the guys I say good night. I was about to walk into my room when Harry stopped me.

'Kenzie?'

'Yeah.' I turn to look at him.

Harry leans in and kisses me on my cheek causing my face to turn blood red.

'What was that for?' I smirk.

'Just you know for a great time tonight.' I grab Harry's hand and squeeze.

'No I should be the one thanking you.' I lean in and kiss the corner of Harry's mouth. 'Goodnight Harry.' I turn and walk into my room.

'Goodnight Kenz.' I hear Harry reply as I close my door.

Leaning against the door I sign. Damn it I'm falling for Harry Styles!

Notes

This is short chapter sorry.