Harry jumps out of the car, making his way around to my side. He opens the door, I reach for his hand and get out. Harry wraps his arm around me, pulling me into his side. He opens the door, leading me inside with him. The waiter sits us at a booth. I few girls notice us, and start crying. Harry walks faster, not wanting to make them anymore upset.
After the dinner me and Harry went back to the hotel room. I took a shower, and fell asleep in his arms. The next morning, I wake up. "Harry?" I question, coming up from his grasp. "Yeah? What's up Babe?" He sits up, rubbing his eyes cutely. "Can I go to Niall's room?" I question a bit scared of his answer. "Yeah." He says, not believing the words coming out of his own mouth. "But I have to come with you." I nod, knowing he would think of something else to say.
I throw on Harry's black sweat shirt, so I don't have to wear a bra. He gets up, and puts on some boxers, with some sweat pants. I open the door walking to Niall's room, I knock on the wooden door. Harry runs to my side, grabbing my waste. Trying to mark his territory. I knock again, no reply.
I run to Harry's room grabbing Niall's room key off the counter in the kitchenette. I slide the key in unlocking it. I open the door, and my eyes widen at the sight that is in front of me.
There Niall and Liam stand kissing one another. Niall sees me from the corner of his eye, and pulls away from Liam. I turn to look at Harry, he seems to be just as shocked as I am. We look to the two secret lovers. "It's not what it looks like." Niall blurts out. Liam looks to him, very hurt.
Niall's POV
Someone knocks on my door. I get up from my place on the bed, making my way to the door. I put my eye to the peep hole, seeing that it is Liam I open the door immediately. He walks in looking very nervous. He stands in front of me. "Hey, Niall I need to tell you something." He says, looking everywhere but my face. "What's wrong Liam." I say, concerned about my friend.
He says nothing, but instead lunges for my face. He bashes our lips together. Before I can say anything, the door opens revealing Harry and Ashley. My eyes widen, and I back away quickly. "It's not what it looks like." I blurt out. Forgetting Liam is right next to me.
He looks to me hurt. I turn to them. "Everyone get out!" I scream. Liam runs out, and then Harry and Ashley turn away, walking down the hall. I close the door, sitting back on the bed. Running my fingers through my hair. What just happened? Why did I like it? I am I bisexual? All these thoughts flashed in my head.
Ashley's POV
Me and Harry walk down the hall. "What the hell was that?" I ask, really confused. "I don't fuckin' know." Harry shrugs it off. He takes my hand, looking to me. "Do you want to go swimming?" He asks, shyly. "Sure." I laugh at his shying away. We walk to the room. Harry opens the door, I walk to my suit case, opening it. I grab my American flag bikini, I walk in the bathroom, throwing it on the counter. I strip down, putting on my bathing suit. Me and Harry met at the door, and go down stairs. "What do you think is happening?" I question, referring to Liam and Niall. "I don't really know honestly. I think we just need to let them figure it out." He says, confident in his answer.
We take the lift to the bottom floor, walking to the indoor pool. Harry puts are key in the pad lock, opening the door. Why is there no one in here? Harry walks in first. "Is it cold?" I ask, knowing that if it is I can't get in. I wait for his answer. "Not to bad." He says, nodding his head and curling his lips. I walk in, the cold water coming over me. "This is really cold." My teeth chatter, he swims to me pulling me to his warm chest. I wrap my legs around his muscular waste, wrapping my arms around his neck.
He kisses me sweetly. Pulling me closer to him. "I Love you." He says, pulling away. "I love you too." I say, feeling him get hard. He starts kissing me harder. "No." I say pulling away, knowing what he has in mind. He groans, looking at me with his puppy dog eyes. I smile and walk out of the pool, making my way to the hot tub.
Harry's POV
Me and the lads sit on the couch. Management standing right off set, they have given me a story to tell when they start talking about the night I was in the hospital. They made me repeat it over and over, until it was drilled in my head.
The camera men give the signal, and the interviewer starts to speak. "Hey guys it's Matt Herm here with one direction." Looking into the camera with a fake smile. The lads and I smile to the camera. He starts again. "So Harry you were in the hospital, a few days ago correct?" He says, with a money hungry look in his eyes. I clear my throat. "Yeah." I say, giving him a secret death glare. "So your fans want to know, what happened?" He says, looking into the camera, then back to my eyes.
I look to the management team, they signal me to tell the story they have drilled in my head. "Yeah, well as the fans know I get very sick and get colds a lot. So my doctor proscribed me some vitamins, but the pills the pharmacy gave me were not vitamins at all. They were Metoprolol Tart, which is used to slow your heart rate. So my heart stopped beating. Then in the hospital they revealed to me that what the doctor prescribe, was not what the pharmacy gave me." I smile to the camera, and finish my statement. "It was a mistake and it's over now." I smile, my management team giving me a thumbs up.
Then they signal Niall and Liam to move away from each other. They do as told, and move away. Liam frowns, and looks down to his hands. Liam stays quit, after that Louis and Niall answer most of the question.
I zone out until the interview is over. The camera men signals off the air.
