Behind The Camera

Chapter Twenty Five

"We shouldn't." Was what I said as I pulled away from Harry.

It wasn't that I didn't want to kiss him, but I was reminded of my contract and the fact that right now we were still in public... Even if it was the middle of the night.

He looked out to sea and sighed before heading in to the shore with me.

We grabbed our clothes and walked along the beach most of the way back. Thankfully we didn't pass a single person on the beach and by the time we got closer to the hotel we were dry enough to put our clothes back on.

Harry lingered in the hallway before he went into his room, acting like he wanted to say something but ultimately deciding against it.

I got back inside and had a shower to warm myself up, feeling the salt and sand wash off my skin and run down the drain.

By the time I was ready for bed again it was 4am but I wasn't tired. I paced back and forth in my hotel room replaying the moment in my head again.

I had wanted to kiss him. I was sick of being on my best behaviour because of a stupid contract.

My legs took me to the hallway and I started pacing back and forth out there too. My heart was telling me to knock on his door and my brain was telling me to go back to my room.

A ding from the elevator was all it took for me to forget all of my previous thoughts and quickly run back into my room. I didn't know who was getting out of the elevator at four in the morning and I was embarrassed to be in the hallway in my pajamas.

I looked out of my peephole as two people walked past. A tall blonde boy and a girl. Not just any tall blonde boy though... I knew that silhouette.

I silently cracked my door open to get a better look and sure enough, Simon, dressed in the same clothes he was in when he left earlier, was opening his hotel door and the girl was following him inside.

I felt completely humiliated. This whole time I had been convinced that Simon had picked me because he had feelings for me, but I just seemed to be the easy option for him.

I quietly closed my door and leaned back against it. I was emotional, I was sure of it, but for some reason I didn't feel any tears welling up.

I couldn't pinpoint what I was feeling at that moment in time but I suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to get into bed and hide under the covers.

I couldn't stop thinking about it all and it must have been at least another hour until I started feeling tired.

It was only as I was falling asleep that I realised that a small part of me was relieved.

The next day we all went sightseeing together as a big group, which proved to be a bit of a mistake as the boys were swarmed by fans.

Eventually the crowd thinned and the boys split off into smaller groups. I was with Simon, Ethan, Faith, JJ and Tobi.

I felt awkward holding hands with Simon as we walked along, especially looking at Ethan and Faith in front of us, a real couple, who were really in love.

Simon treated me the exact same way he'd always done; he was an absolute angel to me and there was still a lot of flirting on his end.

I wonder if things would change if he knew that I knew.

We spent most of the day shopping and ended up walking along the waterfront at sunset before having dinner back at the hotel restaurant.

The day had been fine and I'd enjoyed myself for the most part but I was very aware of how my mood picked up when the other group joined us at dinner.

I watched as Harry walked over to the table with the others. He looked worn out from a long day and he sank into the chair opposite mine.

He looked up at me briefly and gave me a weak smile before ordering a drink.

There was so much I wanted to say to him but I knew it would have to wait.

And none of it changed the fact that we were both still in contracts that we couldn't get out of.

The dinner was absolutely spectacular and everyone decided to have a quiet night, complaining about how full their stomachs were as they headed upstairs.

Simon asked if I wanted to hang out in his room but I politely declined, telling him I was pretty tired from the long day.

He gave me a kiss on the cheek and said goodnight and I wandered inside my room, unsure of what to do next since I wasn't actually tired in the slightest.

I didn't have to think much longer as I saw a piece of paper slide under my door.

I rushed over to it, already knowing in my heart it was from Harry.

Meet me on the roof. H

My heart did somersaults as I read the note over and I quickly changed into some warm clothes as the temperature outside had dropped off a lot.

I hadn't been up to the roof yet and as I stepped out of the lift I immediately wondered why I hadn't gone there sooner.

Harry was stood by the edge, leaning against the railing and looking out over the city. He had on black jeans and a blue sidemen hoodie and his hair was once again slightly damp from a shower.

I didn't know what had changed in me but I suddenly felt very nervous walking over to him, almost as if I were meeting him for the first time.

He spotted me and gave me a smile and when I was close enough he pulled me into a warm hug.

"Any plans for the night Hailey?" He asked me when we both pulled away.

"Nothing." I replied wondering what he was up to.

"Good. Because you're mine for the night." Harry said with a cheeky grin and I swear my heart was about to hammer out of my chest at the words.