My Senior Year Abroad [Harry Styles Fanfic]

Chapter 43

WARNING: sexual content and reminder that I don't write it. My minion does, because I'm far too awkward to.

SONG OF THE CHAPTER: NO CONTROL BY THE BOYSSSSS duh

HARRY'S POV

I peered into Riley's eyes for a second before scooting up to the edge of the couch, motioning for her to get up with me. If we were going to have a moment alone together, it would have to be now, while her brother was preoccupied and we could sneak away.

After the both of us stood up, she grabbed my hand in hers and ducked down to Gabbie, who was thankfully drinking water and texting on her phone.

"We're gonna go to the restroom" Riley lied. Gabbie looked between the both of us, and from her laugh, I assumed she could tell just how needy we were.

"Sure you are" she winked at us before returning her attention to her phone.

"Will you be alright alone for a bit Gabs?" I didn't want to leave her here alone while Riley and I excused ourselves and Ryan was phoning his girlfriend.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Just go" she shouted, her words surprisingly not slurred. "Ryan should be done soon. Just be back before the countdown please."

I looked down at my watch. We had ten minutes to ourselves. That way we could sneak back and rejoin everyone ten minutes before the New Year.

"Got it." I nodded and flashed Gabbie a grateful smile before moving away from the couch and toward the stairs.

I pulled Riley behind me through the crowded dance floor, heading in the direction of the toilets. I was suddenly glad I'd been here before and knew where I was heading. We didn't have time to waste looking for somewhere secretive to go.

As we made it off the dance floor, I turned to my left and headed down a slightly less crowded hallway. The music echoed down the walkway and the vibrations from the base could be felt even from this distance. Once we approached the restroom, I turned around and spoke in her ear.

"Girls or guys?" It was a blatantly obvious and pretty common location to do what we would do, but I couldn't care less at this point. As cliche as it was, I was growing impatient and just wanted to be with her. It didn't matter where.

I saw her glance warily over my shoulder. A couple of girls and guys were waiting outside the restrooms and were watching us with inquisitive looks on their face. Or they were just pissed drunk. I had a sense they were clearly onto us, or at least my suspicion and paranoia made me think they were.

But like I said, I couldn't care less at this point. Whoever was watching us could shove off.

"Isn't there somewhere else we can go?" she leaned in to my ear. I caught a whiff of her perfume as she shrunk back and waited for my answer.

The neediness in her voice was apparent in her irises. She looked uncomfortable, the thought of us trying to have a moment to ourselves in a crowded bathroom obviously wasn't what she had foreseen.

I looked around and remembered that there were some small private rooms reserved for groups celebrating certain events at the other end of the hall. Niall and I had rented one out for Liam's birthday back in August before school started.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her in that direction, hoping and praying that one would be empty even though the club was packed tonight.

The first three rooms we passed were full of people, and the last one I tried to open was locked. There was one last door lining the wall. After putting my ear to the door and hearing no one was inside, I hoped it wasn't locked.