Summer '09
Dibs??
This hotel room was the most be beautiful thing ever. I'm surprised the queen doesn't live here. Harry pulled me into a room I'm guessing was his. It was messy. Really messy. Clothes were scattered all over the floor and I swear I saw a piece of pizza in a dirty sock. For an international pop star he sure gets cozy fast. He let got of my wrist and started scrambling to pick up a little. I walked over to the king size bed and leaned up against the frame.
"Sorry about the mess." He said shyly. He stopped picking stuff up (well more like tossing into a big pile) and walked over to me. He got really close and grabbed my hand.
"it's too bad Zayns already called dibs." He said. Our bodies were so close I thought I was about to melt. I should probably be mad that they are calling dibs like I'm a object but its Zayn Malik and Harry Styles. I don't care. I could feel his breath on my neck and it sent shivers down my spine. We were looking into each others eyes deeply. Like when me and Zayn were in the halls the other day. But the difference was it wasn't the same look. Harry's eyes were more lust then anything else. He looked like he wanted to push me back into the bed and well... You know.
"You do look really hot in my shirt Olivia." He started to lean in for a kiss. I was freaking out inside. We were inches away now.
"Hey Hazza I got to tell you something!" We were interrupted by a blonde boy with and Irish accent running into the room. Harry pulled away almost instantly. "Oh sorry if I interrupted." Niall said covering his eyes. I giggled. Harry and I both blushed.
"Harry did Niall tell you-" Liam said running into the room too but stopping when he saw me. Damn my good looks. The rest of the guys came in to. Zayn was the last. He looked almost hurt when he saw me standing in Harry's room wearing his shirt while Harry wasn't.
"What did you need to tell me?" Harry asked breaking the awkwardness.
"Jack and Finn Harries are in the hallway!" Niall yelled excited. Oh no. For one, I didn't even know One Direction knew about them and for two, what the hell am I doing?!?! As I was lost in my thoughts I snapped out of it to find all the guys were in a huge pile on the ground wrestling. Except Zayn. I smiled at him and he gave a weak smile back and walked toward me. He got clothes and whispered in my ear.
"Even though its Harry's shirt, you look stunning."
"Sorry about the mess." He said shyly. He stopped picking stuff up (well more like tossing into a big pile) and walked over to me. He got really close and grabbed my hand.
"it's too bad Zayns already called dibs." He said. Our bodies were so close I thought I was about to melt. I should probably be mad that they are calling dibs like I'm a object but its Zayn Malik and Harry Styles. I don't care. I could feel his breath on my neck and it sent shivers down my spine. We were looking into each others eyes deeply. Like when me and Zayn were in the halls the other day. But the difference was it wasn't the same look. Harry's eyes were more lust then anything else. He looked like he wanted to push me back into the bed and well... You know.
"You do look really hot in my shirt Olivia." He started to lean in for a kiss. I was freaking out inside. We were inches away now.
"Hey Hazza I got to tell you something!" We were interrupted by a blonde boy with and Irish accent running into the room. Harry pulled away almost instantly. "Oh sorry if I interrupted." Niall said covering his eyes. I giggled. Harry and I both blushed.
"Harry did Niall tell you-" Liam said running into the room too but stopping when he saw me. Damn my good looks. The rest of the guys came in to. Zayn was the last. He looked almost hurt when he saw me standing in Harry's room wearing his shirt while Harry wasn't.
"What did you need to tell me?" Harry asked breaking the awkwardness.
"Jack and Finn Harries are in the hallway!" Niall yelled excited. Oh no. For one, I didn't even know One Direction knew about them and for two, what the hell am I doing?!?! As I was lost in my thoughts I snapped out of it to find all the guys were in a huge pile on the ground wrestling. Except Zayn. I smiled at him and he gave a weak smile back and walked toward me. He got clothes and whispered in my ear.
"Even though its Harry's shirt, you look stunning."
5/21/13