Rosalia/Helena's POV:
I had arrived home, and everything was beautiful. My mood was happy, my thoughts were happy, everything for me just seemed so.. happy!
I thanked Paul for bringing me home, and he got back in his car and drove away.
After Paul disappeared, I grabbed my duffle bag and backpack and walked to the door.
I grabbed my keys from my back pocket, and picked the pink one for the front door. I only knew it was for the front because Niall had labeled it "FD" for front door.
I giggled at the thought of it, and put the key inside the lock. I turned the key slightly, and used my foot to push the door open since my hands were full.
The door sort of swung open, and I saw the mud room.
I kicked my shoes off, and looked at myself through the hallway mirror that was next to the window. I put my keys inside the little bucket, and opened the second door that was unlocked.
I walked into the living room to see the boys eating dinner at the table.
Each of them popped their heads up after hearing me plop my bags on the floor.
Niall noticed it was me, and immediately got up and ran. Niall ran to me, and picked me up to spin me around. I was giggling like a little girl, and so was he. He seemed the most excited about me coming home and I didn't understand why.
A part of me was expecting Harry to be the one to greet me first, and I thought it would've been a normal and happy greeting.. I guess not. Harry remained eating at the table.
"How was Greece chica!?" Niall asks, grabbing my bag.
"It was absolutely beautiful. I had such a good time!" I say happily.
"Want me to help you bring your things to your room, since no one else is offering?" Niall asks.
"That would be wonderful Niall, thanks." I say grabbing my duffle bag.
Niall grabbed my backpack and winced when he realized how heavy it actually was. It's a good thing he didn't pick up my duffle bag, since it has all of my job materials in it.
Niall and I walked up the stairs and went to my room.
I smiled as soon as I walked into the flowery smelling room. I took in the scenery, since I hadn't been here in a week. It was the first real place I had called my home, since the house back in Wisconsin.
Maybe I could take Harry out there for a few weeks, when he isn't busy with gigs and stuff.
"You look like something is troubling you." Niall says, sitting on my bed.
"Just a little.. Not really important." I reply.
"Come on Ro, I know you better than that." he says.
"Do you truly want me to tell you?" I ask, sighing.
"Yes, of course I do." Niall says, motioning me to sit on my bed with him.
"I had to do something for my job.." I begin.
"Like what?" he asks, concern running over his face.
"Well I had to do something with Robbie.." I whisper.
"Oh god. Like what?" He asks.
"Well.. we were being spied on.. and you know.. they had a video camera in our house where I slept.. So my boss told me that Robbie and I had to pretend to have sex." I say.
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Top Secret - Harry Styles Spy Story
Jugendliteratur"Your name is Helena Field, and you will be protecting Harry Styles." The last words I heard, as I was being rushed onto a plane on my way to London, England. "Protecting Harry Styles."