Top Secret - Harry Styles Spy Story

Chapter 4

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Harry's POV:

I let her fall asleep on me before dinner was done. Her day with us didn't really start out the way I wanted it to. I felt really bad that her warm welcome, turned into a cold stampeed. I wonder if she'd allow me to take her out soon, and give her a new welcome. I think she would enjoy herself, a night on the town, or a day on the town, depending on what day it falls on.

Agh, Harry you just met her, let her be for now. Don't make a move or say something you'll regret.

Poor Helena was mobbed by fans and paparazzi and I felt terrible, like really terrible. I remember when the boys and I first got mobbed, we were absolutely terrified. We were so scared, being so young, and having thousands of people chasing us, and having millions of flashing lights surround us all at once.

She looked so exhausted and I am astounded she's not sick to her stomach since she got off a long flight like that. I know that when I went on tour the first time, I was always air sick. I was always taking meds to make sure I didn't get sick on stage or in a hotel.

I don't know what it was, but she looks so..mysterious to me. Something about her, makes me feel off, but right. I know that doesn't make sense but it does to me.

I observed her as she slept.

I promise, I'm not a creep. I just couldn't take my eyes off of her.

Long, brunette hair, slightly pale skin, which was odd since she is from California. Aren't the girls from there, tan? Most girls were either slightly tan, or too tan if they were on the beach. Maybe she stayed in all the time, I don't know.

Her eye lashes flutter as she dreams. She smiles a few times and I could feel her fist on the hem of my tshirt.

I turned to see the boys cooking away, they were making a big meal for Helena. They were excited to have her here. She is a fan and gets to design our clothing from now own. I was excited too, but I'm more excited to see her in person.

She is beautiful.

I notice Helena gripping my tshirt a little hard now. Her muscles were tensing and she was fidgeting quite a lot. I didn't know what was going on, until I saw a tear slip from her left eye.

She's having a nightmare.

"Helena!" I say in a loud whisper.

"Helena!" I say gripping her shoulders, trying to carefully wake her up.

Rosalia/Helena's POV:

Harry had let me fall asleep on him, and it made me a little happy actually.

I remembered that this was a good start, considering for my job I needed to get close with him. I was used to decieving people all the time for my jobs.

So why does it feel wrong, decieving Harry?

I drifted off into a sleep, and for the first time, in a while, I took a peaceful nap. I never took naps, I never had the time.