Styling Styles

Tension

FELLY P.O.V.

I sat on the bed in mine and Zayn's room while the boys were in Niall and Liam's room doing God knows what. Harry had helped me unpack and you could have cut through the tension in the room with a knife. As soon as we had realized that there was only one bed, Harry had gotten completely silent and Zayn almost looked happier, but I couldn't figure out why. I sighed and looked around the room, already missing sharing a room with Harry. I just wish we could tell everyone that we were dating but I really didn't want to lose my job and it might look bad for the boys.

I glanced at the clock and realized the boys and I needed to head over to their interview. I reluctantly got out of bed, slipped my shoes on, grabbed my coat and walked down to their room. I knocked on the door. No response. So I resorted to the one thing that would get their asses out of there. Yelling and threats. "Boys, get your lazy asses out of there before I have to knock the door down and come in there myself! And if I have to do that, the result won't be pretty! You have 3 seconds or I'm coming in!" Nothing. "1!" I heard some shuffling and hushed voices. "2!" Right as I opened my mouth to say, the door was flung open and they all pushed past me out into the hallway. I smirked. "Good boys." Zayn grabbed my hand and Harry's face immediately fell. I smacked him on the bum as I passed him on the way to the bus.

Once we were there, I grabbed Harry first. He locked the door behind us and I smiled. "Seems to be a habit, doesn't it?" He grinned as he cupped my face in his hands. "It sure does." He pressed a kiss to my lips before sitting down in the chair. As I was doing his hair and make-up, I noticed he was thinking very intently about something. "What's up, Harry?" "It's nothing important." He said without meeting my eyes. I decided to just let it go. "Alright, tell Niall its his turn, please." He stood up and kissed me again. "Will do." I smacked him on the bum and called after him, "And cheer up, will ya? I'm not going anywhere." He grinned at me before going off to get Niall.

Niall came in and locked the door just like Harry had done. I raised my eyebrow at him. "We need to talk." "Okay, what about?" "Harry." I nodded at the seat and he sat down. "Talk while I work." I said and he nodded. I started on his hair while he chewed on his lip, trying to figure out what to say. "Spit it out, Niall." "DoyoulikeZaynmorethanHarry?" He blurted out all at once. "Um, was that even English?" He took a deep breath and said it slower. "Do you like Zayn more than Harry?" I literally laughed out loud. "Why would you think that?" He shrugged. "Harry just seems really down lately and Zayn seems really happy. I was just wondering." I spun Niall around so we were face-to-face. "Niall, you're probably gonna tell Harry exactly what I say so tell him this. The only reason I'm staying in that room with Zayn is because I have to. If my job wasn't at risk, I would tell them to fuck off and that I was going to sleep with my boyfriend. But I can't do that or else I would lose this job and who knows when he would see me again? Tell Harry that I would pick him over Zayn any day." Niall grinned and nodded. "Alright, I'll tell him." I smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek before sending him off to get Zayn.

As Zayn walked in, he left the door wide open. He strolled right over to me and kissed me on the cheek. "Hey beautiful." I smiled and swiveled the seat around so he could sit in it. As I was working on Zayn's hair, I noticed Paul walk in. I caught his eyes as he just waved me on. Weird. While I was doing Zayn's make-up, he kept trying to touch me and distract me. "Zayn, stop it. I need to focus." He pouted. "What, I can't touch my girlfriend?" I sighed. I knew he was only doing this because Paul was in here, but this was a bit much. "Not while she's working."

During the interview, Zayn had to answer more questions about our relationship as Harry sat through them miserably. I wanted to run out there and hug him but I couldn't so I stayed put.

Back at the hotel, Harry gave me a long hug before he went into his room. "You looked beautiful today. I just wanted you to know." He whispered into my ear. I blushed slightly and pulled away, smiling. He winked at me before going into his room. I gave the other three boys hugs as well so it wouldn't look weird and then walked to mine and Zayn's room. We both silently got ready for bed. As I came out of the bathroom after brushing my teeth, I noticed Zayn was already in bed. I had kind of expected him to offer to sleep on the floor since we weren't actually dating and I was dating Harry. I sighed and crawled into my side of the bed, staying as close to edge as possible without falling off. I was in for a long night.

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(A/N: so due to a lot of different things, I will probably be uploading this story every other week now. I'm not sure for how long but there might still be some times when I can upload every week. Sorry guys. Love you all and thanks so much for reading this. Please please vote and comment, it really means a lot.)