Never Enough | Harry Styles

16

As I make my way back to my room, my mind is already buzzing with anticipation for the night ahead. I reach into my bag and rummage around until my fingers brush against something familiar. A grin spreads across my face as I pull out the white flowy dress I had packed for the occasion. It's short enough to show off my legs, but long enough to keep things classy. I want to look hot tonight and this dress is just the ticket.

My makeup is minimal, with just a touch of mascara and lip balm to accentuate my natural features. I opt for my hair to be in loose waves, giving it a casual yet effortless look. I slip on my favorite white heels, the perfect choice to complement my flowy dress. As I check myself out in the mirror, I can't help but feel confident... I wonder what Harry will have to say about this outfit.

I grab my clutch and make my way out of the room and towards the lobby. As I walk, I feel a sense of excitement building up inside of me.

When I reach the lobby, I spot Harry leaning against a piler, looking as sexy as ever. He's wearing a black button-down shirt that's slightly open, revealing a tantalizing hint of his chest. The shirt is tucked into black dress pants, and he's paired them with polished black dress shoes. He looks like he just walked off the runway of a high-end fashion show.

As I approach Harry, he straightens up and gives me a once-over with a look of appreciation in his eyes. He scans the room before grabbing me by the waist and pulling me around a nearby pillar. He leans me against it, his body pressing against mine, and his hot breath tickling my ear.

"If I had known you were going to wear something like this, I don't think I would have suggested the party," he says in a low, seductive voice that sends shivers down my spine.

"You like what you see?" I ask, trying to sound nonchalant.

He leans in closer, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispers, "More than you know, love."

I feel a tingle of anticipation run through me as Harry's hands roam over my hips, pulling me even closer to him. I can feel his hard body pressing against mine, and I know that I want him just as much as he wants me.

I feel a rush of heat flood through me as Harry leans into me, his breath hot against my neck. My heart races as I look into his mesmerizing green eyes.

He smirks, sensing my reaction. "You're killing me, Madi. You look stunning," he whispers, his lips brushing against my ear.

I feel a shiver run down my spine at his words, his touch igniting a fire within me. I can't resist his charm and lean in closer, my hands resting on his chest.

"You don't look too bad yourself," I say, trying to keep my cool despite the overwhelming attraction I feel towards him.

I feel his lips graze the shell of my ear and his hot breath against my skin sends shivers down my spine. "You're driving me crazy, Madi," he whispers.

I turn my head to look at him, meeting his intense gaze. "Well, maybe that's the plan," I say with a smirk.

He chuckles, "You know, I think I like that plan." He grins, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Come on, let's go join the rest of the band. Before I fuck you right here," he says.

We both laugh and he takes my hand, leading me out of the hotel. As we approach the front entrance of the hotel, a sleek black car pulls up, and a driver gets out to open the door for us. Harry takes my hand and helps me into the car before sliding in next to me.

The interior of the car is just as luxurious as the exterior, with leather seats, mood lighting, and a mini bar. I take a seat and glance over at Harry, who is already pouring himself a drink from the mini bar.