No Strings Attached (Harry Styles)

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Sixteen

**Abigail's POV**

"Harry planed an entire evening for us two, it being his last day here before he leaves" I inform Alizah as I desperately search through my drawers for the dress I had bought just 2 weeks ago.

"How about this?" She says handing the dress I so desperately searched for

"Yep thats it" I say snatching the leather material from her hands and setting it down along side the lingerie I had bought as well and some beautiful royal blue pumps.

"Alright that was awfully easy" Alizah says standing up

"Yea I guess so"

"What are you going to do when he's gone?" She asks curiosity getting the best of her as she tapped her perfectly petticured finger nails against the wooden top of the vanity placed at the side of my bed.

"Umm.. I honestly don't know, I would loose my head probably, its killing me that he's leaving, I want him to stay so badly but it just wouldn't be morally right. He deserves to live his dream" I say trailing off, if I can't handle openly speaking towards the subject how am I going to handle him actually leaving?

"Where is she?" I hear the oh to familiar irish accent over the past week he has been my goto guy with coping towards Harry's decision to leave. When I'm with the adorable blond I'm thrown to this world of a carefree life, where everything is happy and everyone is laughing. His presence lightens up everybody's mood and for the past week it has done an excellent job with mine.

"I have to go Zayn just texted, we have a date tonight" Alizah announces

"Alright, text me" I yell as she walks out

"Omg Niall" I say jumping on the blond

"What are you going to wear?" He asks

"Right behind you" I whisper

"Oh, this is wow.." He trails off as I look up to meet those perfect ocean blue orbs

"Do you like it?"

"Well yea, you'll look sexy" his left eye lid drops down into a wink, I find myself giggling. I know this may seem as if any moment now we would be having each others way, but Niall is like the male best friend I never had. But now I do.

"Go to the loo" he says pushing me into the bathroom. I test the temperature of the current before rushing under it and letting it massage my body in a soothing way. Once I had washed my hair along with my body, I wrapped my wet body. I walked out into my room and as if on cue Niall's eyes roam up my body to meet my eyes. Dear god did he just check me out? I quickly shuffled over to my drawer searching for my flat iron and wand.

"Hey Nia-" was all I was able to say before my towel was ripped off my body. Omg How the hell was going to tell Harry that Niall saw me naked, I quickly pulled the towel from where it had been trapped, between the drawer and ran to the bathroom in pure embarrassment.

"Hey , don't be embarrassed, love, come on" he coo'd which actually comforted me in some weird way

"No just toss me my clothes" I was currently repeatedly face palming, why do things like this find a way to happen to me?

"Alright then, but I wont leave" he warned

"Its alright just please get me some clothes" I begged, seconds later there had been a knock on my bathroom door. It was a bit quite and shy, yet it seemed to echo around the room as if it had been a gun shot, shooting through the unbearable silence that had found a way to make this situation even more uncomfortable and awkward.