Nefarious [h.s]

Chapter 38.

Monday, November 1

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I jump onto my suitcase, trying to zip it shut.

"Instead of standing there, you could help me." I snap at Harry who is standing at the end of the stairs with his arms crossed, watching me struggle.

"No, I'm okay. I'm enjoying the view." He smirks and I stick up my middle finger, flipping him off.

Finally, I get my suitcase zipped up, fitting all my clothes. We all have to be at the airport in 30 minutes. As in we, I mean me, Harry, Niall, Louis, Liam, and Zayn. My manager Tim got me an audition for a movie that holds in New York. It's not for a few days but I figured it's best we leave now.

"Louis! Hurry up. We have to be there in 30 minutes." Zayn yells as he walks down the steps carrying his bag.

"Leave me alone. Someone just had to make me wake up this early." Louis whines as he walks down the steps in his grey sweats and white t-shirt with bed head. He throws his bag to the bottom of the steps.

"Louis, it's 12. It's noon." Zayn states. Lou gets to the bottom of the steps and picks up his bag.

"Exactly my point. Too damn early."

The front door of the penthouse opens and Liam walks in. "You all have your bags? I have the car parked out front." We all nod our heads, grabbing our bags, and begin walking towards the door. "Wait, where's Ni?"

"I'm here!" I hear his accent behind me and we all turn our head to look toward the steps. A neck pillow wrapped around his neck, and his bag in his hand. "Do you think the jet will have donuts?"

"I'll ask them when we get there for you." I tell Niall. I extend the handle of the suitcase and we all begin leaving the penthouse. Lucky My suitcase rolls so I just had to pull it and not carry it.

Once we got outside of the building, the black shiny car sat out front. Liam popped the truck and we loaded in our suitcases. Liam hopped up in the drivers seat and Zayn got in the passengers seat. Niall and Louis get into the back first and sit in the back row. Then I follow Harry into the middle row.

I buckle up my belt and I tried to hide the fact that my eyes went wide when I saw Harry buckle his as well next me. I don't think he even realized he did it.

Liam drives away from the tall building and we start our way to the airport.

"How long is the jet ride anyway?" Louis asks from the back seat.

"Almost 5 hours I think." I answer and immediately I hear Louis groan in the back seat. "You can sleep on the way."

"Planned on it." That's what was said and it went quiet.

The radio quietly playing in the background as Liam and Zayn talk to one another, and Louis and Niall talk. Complete silence filled the air between Harry and I. I watch Harry's chest rise and lower with each breathe he takes.

His shirt isn't buttoned all the way, his tattoos on his chest slightly peeking out. The long chain wrapped around his neck and tucked into his shirt.

All I could focus on was Harry. Everything else blurred around me.

My mind ran with thoughts that would cause me to get throw to hell. There is so much tension between my lips and his skin.

My thoughts get interrupted by Harry handing me a water bottle. I stare at him in confusion.

"Need a drink? You seem a bit thirsty." He smirks, looking over at me, holding the water bottle.

"I'm fine, thanks." I say through my teeth. I thin my eyes at him.