Simon cowells daughter

I woke up to an empty place beside me, disappointment flooding my features.

I wasn't in the happiest mood yesterday when my dad announced we were moving again. Now we were all in one house, except my dad, he had gone to England for a few months, sorting out tour dates.

I pushed myself off the double bed and adjusted my clothes, half my bra was poking out of Harry's baggy Ramones shirt. I carelessly walked out into the shared lounge, the hem of Harry's shirt covering my knickers. The boys were crowded around the tv, and Harry could be heard as he sang in the shower.

"How was your night" Zayn asked, a particular smirk on his face.

"What's up with you" I asked, pouring some juice into a glass.

"Nice shirt" he complimented, his smirk still evident in his tone.

"Oh.. I just like it that's all" I muttered, quickly excusing myself to the kitchen.

I sat up on the bench, sipping my orange juice quietly.

"Did you hear them!" Liam's raspy morning voice whispered. A splutter of giggles echoed as Harry entered the room. I could hear them prodding him with questions, he escaped to the kitchen too.

"Judging by those scratches she must love the shirt!" I heard Liam call out.

I blushed in embarrassment.

"Hey beautiful" Harry whispered, gently tugging at my ear.

"Good morning. Want some juice?" I offered him my glass, he accepted it with a lazy smile.

"What should we do today?" Harry asked, coming closer to me, his body in between my thighs.

"POOOLS!" I begged Harry. The hotel pool was gorgeous, heated and everything.

"Fine" he sighed, his playful tone still shining through his voice.

"Yay!" I said happily.

I slid off the counter to get changed.

I got dressed in a navy blue bikini that had gold anchors on it. I draped a soft towel over my shoulder and walked back out to the living room. The boys all glanced at me strangely as I walked out with harry.

"Round two" I heard one of them whisper, they all cracked up.

I linked Harry's arm in mine and walked down the stairs of the hotel.

"Wait stop" I grabbed Harry's wrist so he couldn't walk any further down the stairs. "What is it"

I glanced around nervously, my reason for not going to the pools suddenly became stupid.

"I don't want to go" I said unsurely.

"Why not"

"Because"

"Because why"

"I dont.."

"What is it babe"

"It's just stupid never mind"

"Just tell me"

"I don't want anyone to see you"

"Why"

"Because. They'll see you. And they'll crush on you."

"Well they can crush all they like but that won't stop me from loving you, okay?"

"Okay" I sighed.

After a couple more flights of stairs we reached the outdoor pool. As I guessed, instantly all the females around Harry's presence started drooling over him.

He pulled me close to him and led me into the pool, starting to walk into the deep end.

"It's so hard to walk through water" i moaned, we weren't even in the deep part and the water was already up to my chest.

"Here" Harry gestured for me to hop on his back, I happily accepted his offer and jumped on his back.

"You're so light Alley" he commented as he ran through the water, his height giving him an advantage.

Harry leaned backwards purposely and I toppled into the water.

I breached the surface coughing and spluttering, Harry finished laughing before he came to help me.

"Here, are you okay" he said, not being able to keep a straight face.

"Screw you" I said playfully. Harry picked me up in his arms, and guided my legs to straddle his tanned torso.

He gently pulled my neck down to kiss him, our lips joining and synching the movements of each others mouth.

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"I can't believe you're doing this for me harry"I sighed as I put the last of my chosen clothes into my suitcase. "If it's your wish then I want it to come true." He noticed my struggle with closing the suitcase and walked over to help. "Here sit on top" he patted the suitcase and I obediently sat on top of it. He zipped it up, making sure nothing was left out before helping me to my feet.

"Where are you going?" Louis' curious voice asked from the doorway.

"Paris!" I said excitedly.

He grinned back at me before continuing to wherever he was going.

"Our flight comes tomorrow at 4 am. So maybe you should get some sleep beautiful." Harry said genuinely. I looked at the clock and winced. "But it's only nine harryyy." I whined. He smirked at me and took me up in his arms, carrying me to the bed and flopping me down on my side. "I'm sleeping too" he pulled back the covers and I eagerly jumped in, cuddling close to Harry's muscled body.

"Goodnight" he lightly kissed my forehead.

"Love you" I replied, squeezing his hand gently. "Love you too" he said, keeping his forehead touching mine and our eyes locked.

God I'm falling way too hard for this boy.

Too late.

I've already fallen.

But luckily.. He's here to catch me.