The sun beamed through the creme curtains causing my eyes to slowly flutter open. I sat up in the large hotel bed and looking around seeing that I was alone. And I'm only in my boxers. Where in the hell are my clothes? I want to get up and search for them but two small notes on the side table stop me. I see a cup of orange juice and a bottle of Aspirin. The notes read, Drink me and the other Eat me. I grab the pill bottle twisting it open, I pour two pills into my hand and take them with the juice.
The hotel door opens and Harry walks into the room. "You're awake" I nod and set the juice down on table. "That was quite the stunt you pulled last night Mr. Horan" He looks down at the food placed on the table near the couch. He grabs a bagel spreading what I believe to be cream cheese on it. He stands up with it in his hands walking over to me. He leans down on the bed. "If you were mine you wouldn't be able to sit down for weeks" He places the bagel in my hands. "Eat"
If you were mine you wouldn't be able to sit down for weeks. His words send excitement through my body but I decide to focus on the bagel in my hands. I take small bites of it before placing it on the side table. I turn seeing Harry watching me. His green eyes taking in my every movement.
"You undressed me?" I can't help but flush at the thought of Harry taking me out of my clothes.
"Yes I did, your clothes were covered in vomit. I had one of the men who work for me go and get you something to change into. I didn't want to sleep with that" He chuckles and I flush even more. He slept with me. Wait did he really... "We didn't have sex so please wipe that look off your face"
I feel a small sting of disappointment in my stomach. I'm happy that we didn't do anything when I was to drunk to actually remember it. I'm not exactly sure why I'm disappointed but I am.
"Jesus Christ stop doing that" My eyes widen at his sudden outburst and I feel his finger against my bottom lip. He pulls it from between my teeth before slowly running his thumb over it. "I'd like to bite that lip"
"I...I think I'd like that to" My words come out before I can think about the meaning behind them. I would like him to though. I want him to do things...that I never once thought I would want.
"I'm not going to touch you until I have your written consent" Written consent? Why in the hell would he need that to touch me. He pushes himself off the bed and he slowly pulls his shirt over his head. My eyes grow wider than they once where as I look at the man half naked in front of me. I notice slight scars on his chest and he shakes his head."I need to take a shower" He walks to the bathroom and I turn my head to watch him.
"Why am I here Harry" I've been thinking that all morning. He steps back slightly his eyes searching mine.
"Because I am incapable of leaving you alone Niall.."
"Then don't" He walks back over to me sitting next to me in bed. He looks down for a second and I'm scared that he's going to make me leave, but he doesn't.
"You have to understand Niall, my tastes are very...singular" I feel as if he's speaking to me in code. I don't know what he could be talking about and it's making me rather uneasy.
"Enlighten me then..." He sends me a small smile and stands up from the bed going back into the bathroom. I run my hands over my face and shake my head. I need to get out of here. I stand up from the bed seeing a pile of clothes on the couch. I pick them up seeing that it's a grey and white plaid button up and blue skinny jeans. I pull the clothes on quickly and look at myself in the mirror.
My cheeks are tinted pink and I push my hands through my hair. I grab my phone from the table dialing Liam's number. He of course doesn't answer and I sigh in frustration. Normally I would call Zayn next but based on the events that took place last night I should probably keep my distance from him. Imagies of me being pinned to a brick wall by Zayn flash through my head and I huff. If Harry wouldn't have showed up when he did how far would have...No Zayn would never. Drunk or not he's my friend and he's not capable of doing such things.
The water from the shower stops running and I look up seeing Harry walking out of the bathroom with his jeans hanging loosely from his waist. His wet torse glistening from the sun peaking through the curtains. How can man one be so...perfect. His hands slowly set his damp hair to the side and I stand up from the couch. "Are you ready to go?" I nod and he reaches over grabbing a shirt from the bed pulling it over his head. "Then let us be on our way Mr. Horan"
We walk out of the room and step into the long hallway. I focus on the art on the walls to keep my wandering eyes from landing on Harry. The last thing I want is to be stuck in some school girlish daze again. He presses the button for the elevator, and the doors slide open. I step onto the empty elevator and he does the same. I watch as the doors close and I close my eyes for a second thinking about just how close Harry and I are now. The walls of the elevator seems to be consuming us both and I can't help but pull my lower lip between my teeth.
"Fuck the paperwork" Before I can think about what his words mean his lips are attached to mine. I go to place my hands on his cheeks but his large hands wrap around my wrists and he places them above my head. I can't hold back the moan the escapes my mouth. His teeth graze over my bottom lip and I hear the elevator dings. Harry quickly steps away, standing next to me. Three women step onto the elevator and I lean my head back against the wall. "What is it about elevators?" I hear Harry mumble and I can't help the smile that spreads across my face.
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50 Shades Of Him (Narry)
Fanfiction{Book 1} I laid on the large bed while I watched a man I barely knew as he slowly undid his tie. He wrapped it around his hand his eyes staring into mine. "You're sure you want this?" I held out my wrists for them to be tied and nodded. "Yes pleas...
