Chapter 8:
I swing the hotel room door open to see Harry standing before me. I was surprised, I wouldn't think that deep raspy voice belongs to him. He looks at me with a smirk and round the corner.
"Ladies first," he smirks at me and holds the doors open to the staircase. I look at him and pretend I didn't notice the smirk. We climb 4 flights of stairs before we get to a door that says
No Trespassing
I stop before pushing the door open, causing Harry to slightly bump into me.
"What's wrong.." he looks at me with a confused look.
"Um, we're not allowed to be here." I point to the sign and reach for the railing to start climbing downstairs.
"It's ok," He grabs my wrist powerfully and tugs. I try to get out of his grip but he ends up pulling me up and through the door. The sky has darkened quickly and the pool was glowing. I can barely toss my towel onto the lounge chair when I hear a splash signaling that Harry has jumped in already. I turn around and I see a heap of clothing near the edge of the pool and Harry soaring underwater. I start taking my top off and realize that Harry's wet boxers lay on the other side of the pool. Suddenly, I lose the feeling for a swim and pull my tank top back on. I decide to leave him alone so I turn to face the view and lean my elbows on the balcony. I observe the beautiful architecture and lights shining. Before I can realize what's going on, I feel a strong-wet arm wrap around my waist and pull me away from the scene and towards the pool. I try to shout but my mouth fills with water as I get thrown into the pool. Underneath the water I feel another body dive in beside me and I reach the surface gasping for air.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" I shriek and wipe the water away from my eyes. I see Harry's head hovering over the water with a smirk plastered on his face. I pause and realize that Harry's naked.
"whatever," I mutter and start to move towards the ladder. Then, Harry grabs me by both sides of my waist and pulls me to him. I fit right into his body.
"Stop," I breath and try getting out of his arms. He tightens his hold and starts kissing my neck.
"Harry stop, I'm with Niall. I don't even know you." I tense up and scratch at his hands. Ignoring the protests he grabs my face and smashes his lips into mine. That's when I start to scream for help. This guy's insane! He starts running his fingers up and down my back and with the other hands holds the back of my head firmly in place. I hear a door squeak open and a shout.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON,"
I keep thrashing to let this person know I need help. Harry continues kissing my roughly and moved one of his hands down to my bum squeezing it. I try pushing him away but his hands were holding me in place. I hear a crash of water and in seconds Harry's pried off me. I move back holding my lips to see a blond headed person punching Harry repeatedly. I squint trying to recognize the person through the splashes. I gasp,
Niall.
