The Au Pair (H.S.) [COMPLETE]

{twenty-eight}

When they got back into the bedroom, Niko's head was propped up on a pillow and she was mumbling something to Cameron.

"I need Harry," he heard as he quickly crossed the room.

"Niko. I'm here. I'm here. It's Harry," he said desperately as Cameron stood up from the bed and he quickly took her place next to Niko.

"Harry?" She murmured as she fought to open her eyes.

"I'm here," he told her, bringing his hand up to cup her cheek.

"You're here," she said, smiling as her eyes closed again.

"Niko, are you okay?"

"I'm okay. You're here," she replied as her eyes fought to open again.

"Did you take something, Niko? Did you take some sort of narcotic, or something?" Harry asked her, wanting to be entirely sure of what she ingested.

"I thought you said she was drugged," he heard Cameron from behind him.

"I don't... I don't do drugs. I don't... I never have," Niko answered, speaking slowly as her eyebrows furrowed, "I only had one drink."

"Just one drink? That's a good girl," Harry cooed with a reassuring smile on his face as he reached out to slide his hand down the side of her hair.

"I'm tired. I wanna go," she told him a moment later.

"Yeah. We can go," Harry assured her as he helped her sit up.

"Mm. Hi," Niko cooed, opening her eyes just enough to look at him, their faces just inches from one another.

"Hi," Harry greeted, smiling at her.

"Mm. You're cute," she giggled, bringing her finger up to tap his nose and he couldn't help but breathe out a laugh.

"Yeah?" Harry chuckled.

"Mm-hmm," she hummed, leaning in like she was about to kiss him.

"Oh. Niko. No. C'mon, love. Let's get you home," Harry interjected as he quickly stood up so he could help her up.

As much as he wanted to kiss her every second of the day, it was most definitely not the time or the place for that. And he would never when she was drugged and couldn't give proper consent.

"C'mon, love. Up you go," Harry insisted as he helped her to her feet.

"Aww, he called her 'love'," Cameron cooed from behind them, "I want a British boyfriend."

Harry turned to send her a furrowed look. He was not Niko's boyfriend. He was married for fuck's sake.

"Oh, wow. I just realized who you look like," Roxy said, pointing at Harry.

Harry sucked in a breath and turned his attention back to Niko. Please don't say 'Harry Styles'. Please don't say 'Harry Styles'.

"Oh my god. You're Harry Styles."