(Harry's POV): my feet swiftly jumped from step to step eager to reach room 233. My visit was unannounced and unplanned. The landing of her door gave me a chance to take a breath and regain my composure. I straightened up and rapped on the door with my knuckles. Moments later the door opened and a pretty brunette with wild curls stepped out from behind it. Her watchful eyes scanned over me. Her brown eyes sliced through me and sent a message to be careful. "Emily! You've got a visitor!" Soft feet padded over to where we stood. As soon as she was in view of us her eyes opened up wide and surprise was etched on every corner of her face. Long chestnut hair was pulled back in a ponytail and trailed down her back. An shirt occasionally hit her bare knees. A hint of sleepiness had still not left her eyes.She looked gorgeous though. She approached us,"H-Harry what are you doing here? I never got a text or anything. If I had known I would have been ready! I-I'm sorry you have to see me like this. Oh my gosh this is all my fault. Ugh I should of known. Maybe you could wait a little bit. Wait are you here to take me out? Or are you here to just drop by? You should have warned me so I wouldn't have looked like this." She babbled obviously caught off guard. My finger gently pressed into her lips to shush her. "First of all you didn't receive a text because I never sent one. And you look absolutely beautiful. This is what shows what true beauty is, when your hairs not fancy and you don't have make up. And trust me you look stunning." She blushed and looked at the ground. I continued,"and I came here to take you out. I'd suggest to wear a bathing suit and some shorts and a shirt that you can get wet." Her head tilted imagining what we could possibly doing. Finding no real idea she bluntly asked,"where are we going?" I winked at her,"that's for me to know and you to find out." She groaned and walked off. "Don't wear makeup!" I called after her. An awkward silence fell over the room. A stool grinded on the floor as it was brought out for me to sit on. I happily accepted and sat down on it, resting my head on the counter. Olivia in initiated conversation,"you know if you break her heart she would never fall in love again." I held up my hand as a signal to slow down,"calm down. Don't put the wagon before the horse or the horse before no the...or whatever that shit is. We aren't even dating. We are just friends." She smirked and shook her head,"we all know you want to have her. It's no secret. I mean you even told her with that bet of yours." My neck quickly turned to her,"you know about that?" she chuckled,"of course! We tell each other everything. She even told me some things about you." an taunting smile appeared on her face. "What?" the way her eyes flickered I could tell she loved power,"well she said she thought you were cute and that she loved your curls. She also said you were very cheeky and loved challenges. Oh and also that very cocky. She said that she was jealous when you winked at that waitress. But after all this and some other stuff she said that she would never date you. And we all know that's a lie. You guys will most likely date. But let me tell you something. You are the very first guy to be able to take her out. You are the only guy that she talked to me about in depth. Now if you leave her in the dust, she will break and never under any circumstances love again. Please for her sake just don't rush." I smiled,"I'm really the first guy?" She nodded. "Oh and I will go slow don't worry." Footsteps became increasingly louder as the feet came closer. Emily stood will a towel in hand and sandals at her feet. Jean shorts and an old T-shirt adorned her body and covered the pink bathing suit underneath. "Ready?" She nodded and walked out the door. Olivia winked at me and closed the door behind us.
