Love Me [Harry Styles]

47.

"And time is frozen..."

Dani's POV

"This shirt's new, dunno how I feel about it," I lifted my head from my laptop, Harry stepping out of the bathroom. He replaced his usual black jeans with dark blue washed ones, making my bottom half tingle at the sight. His torso was covered with a black and grey striped shirt, something much different then his usual style.

"Different...you're so hot," I winked, closing my laptop as I stood up from the plush bed, pulling down his shirt I was wearing as I circled around him, evidently checking him out. We'd spent all of Saturday in the hotel room...doing...as obvious. He'd spent the majority of the day telling me the sweetest things, how much he adored me, how much he'd grown to care for me. Other than standing up to grab the room service menu, we'd practically cuddled for 12 hours straight.

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"You alright?" He asked, rubbing my back as I stepped to open the hotel door.

"Just, need to use the bathroom baby, I'll be right out."

"Okay, love," his voice a whisper as his eyes twinkled, a small smile creeping up on his beautiful face.

"Don't go following models on Twitter please," I teased, kissing him softly. As I kissed him I felt my stomach turn, knowing it was wrong to do this to him, but I loved him so much, I couldn't help it...

"That was once. Nadine's a friend," he reminded.

"Suree. I'm gonna pee my pants." I lied.

"Always ruinin' our moments. Don't take too long, you'll worry me," he said as he began taking steps towards the bed we were sharing.

"I won't."

I stepped into the bathroom, closing the door behind me as I felt every ounce of me fall apart.

Tonight was perfect, but the pain and guilt in the back of my mind was never-ending, and I couldn't take it anymore. I felt salty tears start showering down my face as I slowly made my way up.

Entering the shower fully clothed, I turned on the water to a lukewarm temperature as I sat down, wrapping my hands over my ankles as I began to sob once more. The pain was unbearable, and he still had no idea.

I simply sat on the cold shower floor for a few minutes, soaking everything in. This was all too good to be true, and realization struck far too late.

As if sensing my agony, I heard the door open as Harry confusedly rushed to my side, kneeling beside the tub as he lifted my face.

"Baby?"

I simply nodded, not lifting my head from my lap.

"Baby, what's wrong? What happened? Tell me, please,"

I shut him up kissing him as his hands were now soaked due to touching my drenched face.

"Baby, I th-"

"Just emotional over tonight, that's it, I'll be right out, really," I pressed, embarrassed he found me sitting in a running shower with all of my clothes on. I really didn't deserve him at all.

"S'the truth?" I nodded, kissing his palm that was embracing my cheeks.

"Yes,"

"Then let me be emotional with you," he said as he stood up, stepping his feet carefully into the tub as he sat behind me, wrapping his arms around me as he began to get fully soaked under the water.

"Harry, your clothes-"

"Shhh, we're bein' emotional."

My bags were packed, considering I hadn't really unpacked from all of the traveling. I'd been emailing my future partner, James, back and forth talking about some of the upcoming trips we had. Turns out, I wouldn't be going alone and James would be accompanying me during most of this journey. I had one, or two, more problems. Neither did the boys nor Harry know.