Starbucks Romance [Harry Styles Love Story]

Chapter 21

We check into the hotel a few hours later, after suffering through a whole hoard of paparazzi and fans at the airport and outside the hotel. Harry had guided me through the mass of people with a soft smile and a big hand on my shoulder, ignoring all questions that were thrown at him and Louis. These crowds still scared me a bit, and I could understand how Niall almost fainted in a crowd like this before, but Eleanor had reassured me that there were security guards that were looking out for us, so I felt a bit better this time.

"Three rooms under Williams" Louis says to the receptionist, a pretty woman in her early thirties, with a smile after she has welcomed us.

"Edward Williams?" The receptionist asks and I see Eleanor and Harry exchange eye rolls before looking at Louis, smiling as wide as ever.

"Yes, that's right." He says and pinches Eleanor's side playfully, still smiling. "Here is my card. Put everything on there. From all three rooms." He slides his credit card over the counter and the receptionist picks it up so she can put it on file.

"Lou, I can pay for Elsa and me, you don't have to..." Harry starts protesting but is cut off by Louis patting his shoulder.

"Yes I do, Hazza. This week is all my treat," He says with a wink. Eleanor rolls her eyes but Harry doesn't join her this time, instead staring at Louis with widened pupils. The receptionist hands Louis his card back, along with the key cards for our rooms.

"Here you go Mr Williams. I hope you enjoy your stay!" She says cheerily, and Louis smirks.

"I'm quite sure that I will." He says before thanking her and we all go towards the elevator. When we've gone inside one together with an elderly couple, Louis starts handing out keys. "We got four keys to every room, let's just all take one of each, in case anything happens and we need to reach each other."

I accept the three room keys. None of them has numbers on them, but they look very posh.

"So, let's go unpack then head straight out. I haven't been here in months, we should explore the city, let's go on a double date!" Eleanor says excitedly, pulling Louis' sleeve. He smiled at her but sighs.

"You know we can't just go out however we like, love. It'd be lovely to join you girls but Haz and I really can't go out in a city like this without security, and we didn't schedule any security for this afternoon. The lads are already off, I told them we'd just stay at the hotel today and rest." I can feel Eleanor's disappointment at his words, and I put my hand on her back, rubbing it a little. "I'm sorry, hun. But we'll have many other days here all four of us. You girls have fun without us though." He says and smiles at her. She smiles back, giving him a short hug.

As we reach our floor (the top one), I feel my phone buzzing in my pocket. It was just a short buzz so it was not a phone call and I can wait a couple minutes to read the text. We shuffle out of the elevator and go down the carpet covered hall and I feel my phone buzz again, not stopping this time, as Harry slides his key in the door and open his room and go in, disappearing from my view. I look at my phone and see my sister's name flashing on the screen. I feel kind of bad that I haven't talked to her about all this. We used to talk about everything before she moved to college.

"I have to take this, and it will probably be a while. I haven't talked to my sister in ages." I tell Eleanor and she nods, understanding.

"Sure no problem, go talk to her. I'll wait in my room for you. Just use your own card to let yourself in!" She gives me a smile which I return and I turn around to unlock my door.

"Hi Dominique." I greet my sister. I remember that I never asked what room Eleanor is in, I turn back around, but she's already gone. Louis smiles at me though as he goes into room 3405, so I remember that number as the one to find Eleanor in later.

"Elsa. You've been holding out on me, sis." Dominique says. I enter my room and see it is really nice. Full length windows giving an amazing view of the New York skyline. It's breathtaking. "I have to hear from my freaking nemesis from high school that you're seen out with Harry Styles!"

"I'm sorry, Domi, but it's just been... very strange. I was going to tell you, I promise." I feel bad for not telling her, but it's not like she's been talking to me much since she moved out.

"Strange? Why strange? Does he have a weird kink or something? He does, doesn't he? You know, how at some celebrities you can tell that they are weird sexually? He looks like the kind of person who'd be into bondage. I bet he wants you to call him daddy too. Don't agree to it. It makes it so hard to look your own dad in the eyes afterwards." Domi says casually and I choke on air. Oh my God, why is my sister such a sex freak?! Domi has always been more... open minded... about that kind of stuff than our parents (and I) would approve of, but it's probably the first time I've actually heard her talk about it like this. College has changed her.

"OH MY GOD DOMI!" I scream. I hope the walls are soundproof, but in case they're not, I lower my voice back to normal. "I don't know anything about Harry's kinks, okay. I haven't even properly kissed him yet" Domi snorts at my words.

"What, is he gay or something?" She laughs. "You've been seen together for like a month. Who waits that long?"

"Normal people!" I say harshly, but continue softer. "Carolin says he probably wants my first time to be special, so he's waiting until I'm ready."

"While that would be a really lovely thing of him to do, and I respect him very much for not taking advantage of my little sister, I really think something is wrong if you barely kissed him. Is that the strange part you meant?" Domi says softly, and I think about it. I mean, yeah, it's kind of strange that he hasn't kissed me except that peck on the cheek that the photographer got on picture. But that's not really bothering me. I suppose I'm the kind of girl who wants a relationship to be slow and steady before anything happens. The strange part is all the cameras and the gossip blogs and the rapidly increasing number of followers I have on my barely a week old Instagram. All I've uploaded is a picture of the matching necklaces Eleanor and I bought that day, and it has gotten over twenty thousand likes. I tell Domi all of this, and she listens. Asking about how I met Harry and what it was like to meet the band and how I felt about the way the school reacted and how Marie has been keeping constant tabs on me since this started. She asks me how I feel about Harry and I tell her I think he's nice and sweet. I tell her about becoming friends with Eleanor and how we have so much in common and can spend so many hours together just doing nothing but it feels so easy to hang out with her, how we get on so well and never run out of things to talk about. Domi apologizes for not keeping in touch ever since leaving for college, but she'll try to do better. I tell her we've both been bad at communicating, and we promise each other to text each other at least once a day, just to make sure we're alright. Then she starts telling me about school and the friends she's made and the boys she's been dating. She tells me about her classes and her cute professor Ackles that she says makes it worth it to go up at 7 on Monday mornings for lectures about dead authors from the middle ages. The call goes on for almost an hour and when she finally says goodbye to go work on a paper, she tells me to have fun.

"Go enjoy your afternoon with Eleanor, Elsa. And don't do anything I wouldn't do!" I can tell she is smiling over the phone, and I smile too. Really happy that I got to catch up with her. It really has been too long.

"There is nothing you wouldn't do." I laugh. "But I'll keep it in mind. Text you tomorrow! Bye, I love you"

I hang up the phone, putting it on the bed beside me. I don't bother unpacking, I just look at myself in the mirror to see if I look okay, and I do, so I grab my purse and my phone, going into the hall. I walk across to door 3405, pulling out the three key cards from my pocket.

The second card I try unlocks the door. I open it up and step inside to find Louis laying on the bed while Harry is riding him, curls bouncing around his face as he moans in pleasure.