The Assistant

Nora woke-up to the sound of her name being called in her sleep. Except it wasn’t in her sleep. And it wasn’t anyone she expected it to be.

“Louis?” She asked as she sat up in the bed, looking at the silhouetted boy next to her.

“C’mon, Nora. We’ve got big plans,” she heard Liam say and she turned to see him standing on the other side of her bed with a flashlight illuminating the ground.

“What are you guys doing here?” She asked, feeling so incredibly confused. Was it just a weird dream? Or was it an even weirder reality?

A split second later, Liam turned the bedside light on, causing Nora to shield her eyes away.

“Jesus,” she hissed.

“Sorry,” Liam said sheepishly.

Nora looked up and noticed Harry standing on the other side of the room, which startled her. What the hell was going on?

“Seriously. What is going on?” Nora asked, looking around at three-fifths of the members of the band.

“We’re going to cause a little mischief,” Liam said as he turned off the flashlight that was in his hand.

“C’mon. Get up,” Louis said, pulling her blanket off her body, revealing she was only wearing a tank top and panties.

“Louis!” Nora gasped, trying to grab for the blanket, but it was out of her reach.

“Oi, sorry, love,” Louis said, standing up, quickly turning away from her. Liam did the same, but Nora noticed Harry didn’t avert his gaze or even try to. In fact, he stood there smirking at her like a jackass.

“Okay, someone explain to me what you three are doing in my hotel room,” Nora said as she got out of the bed and crossed the room to her suitcase, pulling on a pair of sweatpants.

“Harry got your key from the front desk,” Liam chimed in, finally looking back at her. Nora’s head snapped up to Harry again, sending him a glare. She got a devious smirk in response, which wasn’t surprising.

“We’re literally right next door to the venue,” Louis added, causing Nora to look at him oddly.

“Yeah, so?” She said, feeling incredibly confused.

“We’re going to sneak in,” Louis continued and Nora let out a laugh.

“Oh, you’re serious?” Nora asked him, dropping her smile.

“Hell yeah, we’re serious. It’s not the first time we’ve done something like this,” Louis told her.

“And you’ve never gotten caught?” She asked, looking between Louis and Liam.

“Oh, we have,” Liam said with a playful smirk.

“We’ve gotten chased by security before. It was mad,” Louis laughed, looking over at Liam who was grinning from ear to ear.

“And you didn’t get in trouble?” Nora questioned.

“If we get arrested, Zayn said he’ll bail us out,” Louis told her.

“Zayn’s not coming?” Nora asked.

“He’s already sleeping. He didn’t want to get up,” Liam told her.

“What about Niall?” She asked.

“He’s going to get the other lads,” Louis explained.

“So, this is something you guys do all the time?” She asked, feeling uneasy about the whole situation.

“When we can,” Louis nodded.

“This is ridiculous,” she said as she pulled on a sweat shirt over her very skimpy tank top.

“But it’s going to be loads of fun. C’mon. We’re wasting time,” Louis said, heading toward the door.

“Oh my god,” Nora breathed, running her fingers through her hair, bunching it up to put it in a ponytail.

“Are you in, Nora?” Louis stopped to ask. Nora let out a big sigh, but finally nodded her head.

“Alright, but Zayn better bail me out of jail too,” she huffed, slipping on her hot pink flip flops.

“Alright, Nora. Let’s go!” Louis said, throwing open her hotel room door.

Nora grabbed her cell phone from the charger and slipped it into the front pocket of her hoodie before she looked up to see Harry waiting for her to go.

“After you,” he said in his deep voice. She nodded and proceeded out after Louis.

“I told you she’d need convincing,” she heard Harry say to Liam as she turned the corner into the hallway. All she could do was roll her eyes as the hotel room door slammed with their exit.

“Shit! I didn’t grab my key,” Nora hissed as she turned back to her door.

“Don’t worry, love. I’ve got you covered,” Harry said, patting the back pocket of his jeans, sending her a wink.

Her eyes narrowed at him, still holding on to the animosity toward him from before. For some reason it annoyed her so much that Harry had a key to her room. With him having it, it almost felt like he was in control of her for some reason and she didn’t like it one bit.

Moments later, Niall and some of the band guys came filing out of a hotel room down the hall. Ten minutes later they were all sneaking out the back entrance of the hotel, heading toward the stadium where in less than eighteen hours they would be playing to a sold out crowd.

“This stadium is massive. It’s unbelievable. It’s even got a bowling alley in it,” Liam explained to Nora as they walked.

“A bowling alley?” She questioned.

“Not a full bowling alley, but it’s got like three or four lanes. And there’s a swimming pool and a hot tub. And a sauna in the locker room,” Liam explained.

“Jeez. Why would they have all that?” She asked, baffled at the outrageous and seemingly unneeded luxuries in a sports stadium.

“For the players,” Liam told her, like it was common knowledge or something.

“It seems a bit like overkill. Shouldn’t they be focusing on the game?” Nora questioned.

“It helps them train for the game. There’s loads of things that can help them. I’ve heard football– American football players have been known to take ballet classes to help improve their footwork on the field,” Liam went on to say.

“Weird,” Nora commented, making a face as she pictured a bunch of overgrown men wearing leotards pirouetting around.

“It makes sense though,” Liam said.

Once they reached the venue, Louis walked right up to one of the doors a pulled it open.

“What the hell?” Nora asked, wide-eyed and wondering.

“We already checked the doors before we woke you. Why do you think we just walked around half the building?” Louis explained to her.

“This is weird,” Nora said, eyeing the guys.

“Don’t worry. We’re not playing a trick on you, Nora,” Liam said with a laugh and she gave him an odd look before she followed them inside.

Liam’s flashlight came into play once they were inside. The rest of the guys pulled out their cell phones and turned on their lights. Nora decided to do the same, not wanting to be the only one left in the dark.

“C’mon, this way,” Louis whispered and Liam jogged up to him with the flashlight.

Nora was left in the back of the group, which she didn’t like one bit. She felt a tingle of fear shoot up her spine and imagined a whole slew of bad outcomes in her head – from getting caught by security to getting murdered by a fictitious serial killer. She walked a little fast and a little closer to Harry, whom was also trailing behind the rest of them. It was the only time she’d been grateful to be in his presence.

From what Nora could tell they were in some sort of underground tunnel in the stadium and she absolutely hated it. She felt all sorts of claustrophobic being in the pitch black building already, but to add being underground to it just freaked her out even more.

“Do they even know where they’re going?” Nora whispered to Harry.

“Probably not,” Harry said in response, looking over at her with a smirk on his face.

“What am I doing here?” Nora groaned to herself.

“Going on an adventure,” Harry said and beamed at smile at her.

“Here,” she heard Louis say as he gripped onto a door handle and pulled it open.

The room ahead was still dark, but Nora could see a small shimmering of light coming from inside. Once she stepped through the doors she realized where they were. They’d made it out to the football field.

“Make sure to keep that door open. We don’t want to get locked in,” Louis told Josh who put down the built-in doorstopper.

Nora followed the guys out onto the side line as her eyes looked around the massive stadium. The moon and stars were shining so bright it lit up the whole sky.

“This is amazing,” Nora breathed and realized only Harry was there to hear her words.

“Innit?” He said with a smile on his face as he looked around too.

“C’mon, let’s go find some balls,” Louis said to whomever was listening and disappeared back through the door they came. Josh and Niall followed him to help out.

“By tomorrow night, the grass will be covered up and there will be 50,000 screaming fans filling this whole stadium,” Harry told her.

“It’s crazy how little time they need to transform this place,” Nora replied.

Nora was in awe of the whole thing. It was just amazing. She walked out to center field and laid down in the grass, looking up at the stars. Moments later Harry walked over and laid down too, his head next to her, but his body sprawled out the opposite way.

“There are so many stars,” Harry said quietly.

“Infinite,” Nora whispered.

“Can you see any constellations?” Harry asked her.

“There – the big dipper,” Nora said, pointing up at the sky.

“Easy,” Harry said dryly.

“And the little dipper, over there,” Nora said pointing it out.

“Orion’s belt,” Harry said, pointing up toward the grouping of stars.

“And the North Star,” Nora said, pointing to the brightest star in the sky.

“Is that all you’ve got?” Harry laughed, looking over at her.

“What else can you find, hot shot?” She asked, smiling at him.

“Give me a minute,” he said, searching the stars.

“Okay, look. Right there. Aquarius,” he said, pointing to one on the outer rim of the sky.

“Where?” Nora asked, trying to find where he was pointing.

“There to the left of all the other ones,” he explained.

“I don’t see it,” Nora said trying to strain her eyes.

“Here,” Harry said, scooting closer to her so their heads were right next to each other, side by side.

“Give me your hand,” Harry said, reaching backwards to grab it.

“Why?” She asked, furrowing her brow in question.

“Just give me your hand,” he huffed, grabbing onto it.

He raised both of their arms in the air and made sure their eyes were exactly level to one another’s before he showed her where it was again.

“There. Do you see it?” He asked, intertwining his fingers with hers, only their index fingers pointing upward. Nora’s sucked in a breath and held it for a long moment before she let it out as silently as possible, her heart hammering against her ribcage.

“What is it supposed to be?” She asked, trying to sound casual when her whole body was reacting favorably to the boy next to her.

“It’s a man, also known as the water bearer. That’s what the name Aquarius means – the water bearer. There’s a triangle-like grouping of stars that’s supposed to be the water he’s pouring and there are a couple stars shooting out, which are his body and limb,” Harry explained. It was really hard to see what he was seeing, but Nora nodded her head anyway.

“It’s one of the largest constellations in the sky,” Harry told her.

“Why do you know so much about Aquarius?” Nora asked, curiously as she gently took her hand back from him.

“It’s my sign,” Harry breathed lowly next to her ear, causing a shiver to shoot up her spine. It was weird to her that he knew so much about things like the stars in the sky and zodiac signs.

“Do you see it?” He asked finally.

“I see it,” she lied, her voice quiet, wondering why she felt so comfortable gazing at the stars, lying next to a boy like Harry.

“Good,” Harry breathed, turning his head to look at her. She turned hers too, but immediately backed away as their noses grazed against each other’s. It was too intimate for her.

Only then could she register the other guy’s voices as they laughed and joked with each other down the field. Nora sat up to look at them, if only to break away from the overly-intimate moment she just shared with Harry. Louis, Niall and Josh managed to find a couple of football’s and a soccer ball and they were already using them.

“We should get up before we get trampled,” Nora said, pulling herself up off the ground. Harry still lay there with his upper body propped up on his elbows watching her. Nora ignored him and walked toward the other guys.

“Nora, catch!” Sandy yelled and threw a football right to her. Surprising even herself she caught it in her arms.

“Holy shit!” She yelped, thrusting it in the air as some of the guys cheered for her.

“We’ve got ourselves a pro!” Niall laughed, watching as Nora took position and threw it back to Sandy, which he easily caught.

“Niall, go long,” Sandy said and Niall immediately began running out to mid-field.

Nora noticed that Harry wasn’t there any longer and she instantly wondered where he went. When she felt him grasp her hand she nearly leapt out of her skin.

“Jesus Christ, Harry!” She yelped, ripping her hand from his.

“C’mon. Let’s go find the pool,” he breathed in her ear.

“What? No,” she said, looking at him incredulously.

“C’mon. It’ll be fun,” he said, grasping her hand again and she let him.

As the other guys ran around the field throwing and kicking balls, Nora let Harry lead her back into the darkness of the underground tunnels.

“Why are we doing this?” Nora whined as the hallway seemed to get darker and darker, their cell phones not giving off much light to guide them.

“Because it’s fun. C’mon. I remember the pool being on the west side of the locker rooms,” Harry said as he pushed a door open that led to another dark room.

Harry paused for a moment before suddenly the bright florescent lights turned on in the room, revealing that they were standing in the locker room.

“That was you, right? You turned on the light?” Nora asked sounding paranoid, gripping tightly to his hand.

“Yes. Who did you think it was?” Harry asked, smirking wildly at her.

“I don’t know. The person who’s going to catch us and throw us in jail,” Nora scoffed, looking at him with a bold glare.

“Relax. Nobody’s going to throw us is jail,” Harry said, tugging her along.

The locker room was quite posh. There were nice cedar closets for each of the players and black leather couches scattered around the room. There were at least four massive TV’s adorning the walls and a massive mural of the sports team logo painted on the ceiling.

Harry didn’t seem to care much. She was sure it was all stuff he took for granted. He had enough money to buy anything and everything he wanted. He probably expected things to be this luxurious where ever he went.

The two of them went through another door that led them through to a massive shower room, where to the left Nora spotted the sauna Liam mentioned to her earlier.

“The pool should be just on the other side of here,” Harry said.

“I don’t have a suit,” Nora said as they reached the doors.

Harry stopped in his tracks and looked back at her with a dumb look on his face.

“Really, Nora?” He asked.

“What?” She scoffed.

“I’ve explored every inch of your body, thoroughly, and you’re worried about not having a swimming suit?” Harry asked her dryly.

“Ew, gross. Don’t remind me,” Nora said, smacking him in the chest.

“Don’t act like you didn’t love every minute of it,” Harry scoffed, rolling his eyes at her.

“Shut up,” she snapped, wanting him to stop talking about it.

Harry pushed through the door into a dimly lit, wide-open room that indeed housed a pool.

“Voilà,” Harry said, dropping her hand, only to wave his hands out in a sweeping gesture at the pool.

“Bravo,” she said flatly and he snapped his attention back to her.

“You’re getting in with or without your clothes, Nora,” Harry said in a warning tone.

“You first, Styles,” she said, feigning a sweet smile.

He quirked an eyebrow at her and began to unbutton his shirt.

“Are there any lights in here? Like at least in the pool. Maybe it wouldn’t seem so eerie then,” Nora asked, looking down at the dark water.

“There’s got to be controls somewhere,” Harry said looking around.

“Aha,” he said spotting a box on the wall near the door they came in from.

Nora watched as he walked toward it and opened it up, using his cell phone for light. Moments later the lights in the pool turned on and illuminated the water.

“Now, no more excuses,” Harry said, walking back toward her with his shirt completely unbuttoned.

“I wasn’t making excuses,” Nora grumbled under her breath.

“Then get undressed,” Harry said as he slipped his shirt off his shoulders, revealing the scattering of tattoos on his chest and arm.

“Why did you get so many tattoos? I mean you’re only nineteen. Don’t you think you’re going to regret them when you’re older?” Nora asked as her eyes washed over them.

“No. I think I’ll look back on them and remember what a blast I had during the time I got them,” Harry said, surprising her with such a positive outlook.

“Hmm,” she said as she pulled her sweatshirt over her head.

“Have you ever thought about getting a tattoo?” He asked.

“I don’t know. Maybe. I don’t know what I’d get if I did,” she said with a shrug.

“Get something you can look back on fondly,” he advised her and she smiled at the idea.

“Like you can get ‘Harry was here’ tattooed right across your bum. Because Harry definitely was there,” he said vulgarly, giving her a wicked grin.

“Fuck off,” she laughed, swatting at him, but missing him by mere inches. Harry laughed out loud and it echoed in the large room.

“Shhh. Someone’s going to hear you,” Nora hissed.

“No one’s going to hear me. The other lads are half a world away and there’s no one else here, Nora,” Harry said, sauntering up toward her, gripping onto her waist.

“Get away from me,” she said, pressing her palms against his bare chest. But her bark was worse than her bite.

“Take your clothes off,” he breathed, quirking an eyebrow in challenge.

“Don’t tell me what to do,” she said lowly, but she wasn’t mad. She was actually in really high spirits.

Harry’s lips turned up into a wide smile as he took a step back and unbuttoned his black skinny jeans, before kicking off his boots. Nora kicked off her hot pink flip flops before she pressed the heels of her palms down on the waistband of her sweatpants, causing them to slip past her hips and pool at her ankles, leaving her in just her tiny tank top and panties. She watched as Harry’s eyes watched her and she kind of liked it. Harry shimmied out of his own pants and tossed them onto the ground next to his boots.

“C’mon, Nora,” Harry challenged, eyeing her.

“I’m coming,” she huffed and his smile widened.

“Not yet,” he said as he turned and pushed down his boxer briefs before he took a running leap for the pool and dove in head first.

She watched as the water splashed all around him and he disappeared into the clear water. She smiled to herself as she pulled off her tank top and let her panties drop to the floor. By the time Harry was resurfacing, Nora was jumping into the pool, her feet taking the lead.

“Atta girl,” Harry said when she came back up to the surface.

“It’s cold,” Nora shivered, feeling the goosebumps all over her skin.

“The heat must be turned off,” Harry noted.

“I can’t believe you talked me into this,” Nora hissed as her teeth began to chatter. She longed for the warmth of her sweatshirt and sweatpants. Better yet, the warmth of her bed at the hotel next door.

“We’re on an adventure,” Harry reminded her.

“I’m freezing my ass off in a pool in a building that we broke into. I would hardly call it an adventure,” Nora countered.

“It’s the best kind of adventure,” Harry argued.

“Why is that?” Nora asked as Harry swam toward her.

“Because…” He said, gripping onto her hips in the water. She had half a mind to swim away from him, but she could already feel the warmth radiating off of him.

“…you’re naked,” Harry breathed against her lips. Nora scoffed, turning her face away from his.

“You’ve got to try harder than that, Styles,” she said as she easily evaded him, swimming away to the other side of the pool.

“Careful. That’s where they keep their sharks,” Harry called out to her.

“Ha-ha. Very funny,” Nora said, turning to glare at him.

“Dun-nah, dun-nah, dun-nah, dun-nah,” Harry said, singing the theme from Jaws as he swam toward her.

“Get away from me, Styles,” she warned, but he kept on singing the song and advancing toward her.

“I’ll scream,” she warned, but he kept coming.

“Harry,” she squealed, trying to move away from him, but he was too fast. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him. Nora screeched loudly and Harry reached up to cover her mouth.

“Shhh, Nora. The sharks will hear you,” Harry breathed playfully in her ear. Nora’s backside was pressed against Harry’s front and immediately she felt his hardness against her.

“Harry! Jesus,” she snapped, pushing him off her.

“Did you get poked by a shark fin?” He asked, smirking wildly at her.

“Oh my god. Gross,” she laughed.

“C’mere, Nora,” he said, reaching out for her, but she easily evaded him again, laughing out loud.

“I thought those things were supposed to shrivel up in cold water,” Nora joked, biting her lip as she backed away from him into shallower water.

“He likes what he sees,” Harry smirked devilishly as he looked down at her bare breasts peeking out of the water. Nora rolled her eyes and covered her chest with her arms.

“No need to be coy, Nora,” Harry laughed, moving in closer.

“Not coy, just cautious,” she countered.

“Being cautious hasn’t been your strong suit in the past,” Harry reminded her.

“Get that thing away from me,” Nora giggled as he moved in closer and her back suddenly met with the side of the pool, giving her no way out. Harry pressed up against her a moment later.

“Harry,” she giggled, her traitorous body already warming up to him.

“Don’t fight it, Nora,” he breathed against her ear.

“Harry,” she whimpered, her body relaxing against his.

Harry’s lips kissed up the side of her neck as his fingertips pulled her body even closer to his, if that were possible.

“Mm,” she moaned as a shiver ran up her spine when his teeth tugged at her earlobe.

Harry’s hands wrapped around her back side, pressing her further against him as their mouths finally met. Nora kissed him back immediately, ready to give herself over to him. She knew it would be futile to try to fight it. He had her exactly where he wanted her and deep down inside her she knew she wanted to be there too.

It was easy for Harry to part her legs in the water and slip inside of her. Nora let out a gasp against his mouth, but clung onto him as she felt every inch of him slide into her. Harry’s breathing shuddered against her lips as he bottomed out. He paused a few moments, looking down at her, making sure she was alright. When she kissed his mouth, he knew she was and he pulled back and pushed in, beginning a rhythm inside her.

Nora’s breathing became ragged and labored the faster he went. Harry’s tiny grunts in her ear were soothing to her as the pleasure engulfed her from head to toe. Her grip around his shoulders kept slipping because of the water, but she held on the best she could. She knew her back would be bruised in the morning from the side of the pool she was being fucked against, but it was a small price to pay for the pleasure it brought her.

“Fuck, Nora,” Harry grunted as he kept rocketing up inside of her.

“Jesus Christ, Harry. Jesus Christ,” she moaned as her stomach tightened and pleasure raced through her, reaching every single extremity.

“Oh my god. Oh my god,” Nora moaned as it built and built until she finally exploded.

“Oh, fuck,” she hissed, digging her fingernails into the flesh on Harry’s back.

A second later she heard Harry let out a low grunt, his body stilling in the process. She knew he’d come too. Their ragged breathing was the only thing to be heard in the whole room as they both came down from their high.

“Holy shit,” Harry breathed as his arms loosened around her and he slipped out.

Nora’s legs slipped from his waist and found the bottom of the pool again as she moved her aching back away from the wall. She wasn’t sure what to say or do, so she just sunk into the water up to her chin and watched him. Harry ran his fingers through his wet hair as he took a deep breath. His eyes met hers a second later.

“I told you you’d come,” he said and let a devious smirk turn up his lips. Nora let out a laugh.

“Fuck you,” she said and splashed water at him. Harry’s low cackle made Nora laugh even more.

“You’re ridiculous,” she said rolling her eyes as her laughter died out, but her smile held on her face.

She hated that he was actually making her enjoy his company.

“We should get back before the other guys wonder where we are and come search for us,” Nora suggested.

“Yeah, probably,” he said and nodded his head.

She watched as he swam to the ladder and climbed out, giving her a great view of his fit-as-hell ass.

“Are you checking me out, Nora?” Harry asked, turning back to eye her as he stood naked on the ladder. Nora laughed out loud and splashed water at him again. Harry laughed as he got out of the pool and tried to shake the water off himself.

“Are there towels?” Nora asked as she climbed up the ladder next.

“I saw some in the shower room,” Harry said as he gathered up his clothes in his wet hands.

“Fuck, I’m freezing,” Nora hissed as her whole body covered in goose bumps.

She grabbed her own clothing and followed Harry back into the shower room where they found a whole shelf of fluffy white towels.

“Hallelujah,” Nora gasped, dropping her clothes to the floor, trading them for one of the towels.

Harry grabbed one too, beginning to dry himself off. Nora went for a different tactic and just draped the towel around her body, snuggling into it.

“You’re never going to dry off like that,” Harry said, bringing his towel up to her head to dry her hair.

“You’re going to snarl it!” Nora hissed, backing away from him.

“Forgive me for helping,” Harry said, feigning offense.

“It’s just… you don’t understand, you don’t have long hair,” she told him, smoothing out her hair with her hand.

“My hair is long enough,” Harry grumbled as he went to dry his own head.

Nora smirked to herself as she watched him. It was a sweet gesture. Harry was half way dressed by the time Nora decided to pull her towel away from her body and dry herself off. By the time she got fully dressed, Harry was just standing there watching her.

“This isn’t a peep show,” Nora snarked at him.

“Then I want my money back. What the hell kind of a peep show has the girl put her clothes back on?” Harry joked, smirking playfully at her. Nora scoffed and rolled her eyes, unable to keep the smile off her face.

“C’mon. Let’s find the lads,” Harry said, dropping his towel in a heap on the ground.

“You’re just going to leave that there?” Nora asked.

“Yeah. Where else am I going to put it?” Harry asked.

“You could at least lay it out to dry on the bench,” Nora said, bending over to pick it up, throwing it back at him. Harry caught it easily and Nora caught the roll of his eyes.

It only took her a moment to lay her towel out on the bench before her attention was back on Harry, cocking an eyebrow at him. He let out a huff and did as she said, laying his towel out too.

“Not everyone has assistants to clean up after them,” Nora scolded him.

“Be real, Nora. I’m certain this place has hundreds of people that clean up around here,” Harry argued.

“That’s not the point,” Nora hissed, narrowing her eyes at him.

“Yeah, yeah. C’mon,” he said, turning to open the door to the locker room.

They found all the other guys sprawled out on the couches in the locker room watching Sport Center on all four of the TV’s.

“Oi! Where’ve you two been?” Louis asked, noticing their presence.

“We just went for a swim,” Harry told him. Nora’s cheeks blushed rapidly, realizing just how easily one of them could have walked in on her and Harry fucking in the pool.

“Oh my god, the pool,” Louis said excitedly as he sat up straight.

“You wanna go?” Josh asked Louis.

“Hell yeah, I wanna go,” Louis said standing up. Nora’s cheeks blushed further knowing she and Harry already tainted it with their sinful act.

“Anyone else?” Josh asked the other guys and they all seemed to be on board.

“We’re going to head back, I think,” Harry said, speaking for both of them. Normally Nora would have been offended and protested just to spite him, but she was too tired to care. All she wanted to do was get back into her bed.

“Alright. See you in the morning,” Louis said as the other guys disappeared into the shower room.

“Yeah, night,” Harry said waving him off.

Harry and Nora left the same way they came in, making sure to make as little noise as possible, just in case. They walked back to the hotel silently. And as they rode the elevator, Nora couldn’t help but watch Harry out of the corner of her eye. She had fun with him. She really did. And she didn’t know how to feel about that. When the elevator bell dinged, it startled her.

There was nothing said as they walked down the hallway to her hotel room door. Harry took out the key card for Nora’s room from his back pocket and slid it into the slot, producing the green light right away. Nora pushed it open and turned to him.

“Goodnight, Harry,” she said quietly.

“Night, Nora,” Harry told her with a small smile.

Nora nodded her head and turned into the room, letting the door close behind her. She peeled off her damp clothes and crawled into bed naked, feeling good about the adventure she just had with Harry Styles at her side.

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