One Girl

Chapter Seven

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I groggily opened my eyes and took in my surroundings. I was laying on top of a plush white comforter my legs were splayed across Harry's. Big surprise I had woken up next to him. His arm was laying lightly across my stomach but his head was turned towards the opposite wall. I tooke a deep breath wincing slightly at the dull pain in my arm. I examined it to see the bandage was still intact and that I hadn't bled during the night. Glad to know Styles could accomplish a small task like that.

But he had saved my life last night, so I should give him some credit. He stirred next to me, turning his head so he was facing me. He looked so calm, he looked just like any other regular person. Not some extremely rich, and famous singer in the most popular boyband in the world right now.

I layed there for a couple minutes just staring at the ceiling, until I decided I couldn't hold my pee in anymore. I slowly started to move towards the edge of the bed, but then Harry's grip tightened around my waist. His fingers pressed firmly into my side, I turned my head to see him still asleep.

His grip loosened after a few minutes, that's when I escaped to the bathroom. After using the bathroom I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was slightly tangeled, but my eyes were still red and puffy. I looked dead, there were purple bags under my eyes and I honestly felt like shit. Lovely isn't it?

After trying to de-tangle my hair and washing my face I stepped out of the bathroom and slammed the door behind me. I could see Harry jump slightly from where he was laying on the bed. He slowly opened his eyes to find me standing at the edge of the bed.

"Er, Hi" He said, his voice raspy and filled with sleep. I just gave him a tight smile. We just stared at each other before I broke eye contact.

"Well, I should get going. Thanks for saving my life last night... so yeah.. bye" I'm awkward, deal with it.

I turned looking for my dress and shoes. Where the hell did he leave them?!

"Looking for your clothes love?" He questioned. I hadn't realized how close he had come until I could feel his presence close behind me.

"Yep" I stated, starting to walk away in search of my clothes.

"You can't leave the hotel in the same clothes as last night, the paps will get suspicious. Here come with me" he said. Before I could object he grabbed my hand and led me out of our hotel room and into another room a couple doors down. He knocked on the door and we waited patiently for them to open it.

When the door did open there was a women standing there. She had bleach blonde hair and greyish eyes that were lined with black eyeliner. She took one look at us then smiled.

"Harry what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into this time?" She asked jokingly. She ushered us through the door as Harry explained that I needed a change of clothes.

"This is Lou she's our stylist, does all our hair and stuff" He said as Lou went into the other room in search of clothes for me. I just nodded along not paying much attention to what Harry was saying.

"What trouble did you two get into last night?" she questioned us.

"It wasn't anything inappropriate if that's what your wondering" Harry quickly retorted. Wow fastest i've ever heard him talk. Lou just laughed it off and handed me the pile of clothes she had in her hands and shooed me off to the bathroom. I changed into the leggings and simple black t-shirt quickly.