Book 1 || Finding Prince Charming || Harry Styles

Chapter 8

Her view.

All I could think about has been taken away by this boy, roughly and gently, all night long. It's at this moment that Anna finally emerges from the bathroom. I'm feeling better now, Liam." She twirls into the room and I try not to groan. "Who are you?" Harry looks at her in shock.
"I'm Anna. Where's Liam?" She looks at me in confusion. "He left." I shrug.
"Oh, no?" She made a face. "Was I in the bathroom too long?"
"What's going on here?" Harry pulls away from me and eyes us both. "Don't tell me you're a pair of working girls?"
"No, we're in grad school." Anna responds, not really understanding his comment.
"you're a jackass. We're not prostitutes."
"Prostitutes?" Anna's eyes widen. "What?"
"So you weren't about to have a threesome with Liam?"
"Hell no," Anna responds. "I didn't even want Cassie to come back with me, but she said she wouldn't let me leave with him unless he came."

"Oh, she's your watcher?" He gives me an assessing look as he speaks to Anna.
"No, I'm her friend." I glare at him. I don't care how good looking he is. I'm not going to put up with his rudeness. "We were at the museum earlier." I state, trying to see if he remembers me. I just want him to say that he thought I was hot from the first moment he saw me in the museum.
"I see." His eyes darken and he walks to the side of the room. "I will get you girls a room. You'll stay here tonight. You're too drunk to go anywhere now."
"We don't--" I start as Anna nods eagerly.
"Thanks." She holds her stomach. "I'm still feeling a bit sick."
I give her a look. "I told you not to drink so much."
"Oh, not now, Cassie." She makes a face. "Save the lecturing for tomorrow."
"I need a suite," Harry speaks into the phone. "Is the junior penthouse available? Good. Send someone up with the keys."

He hangs up and walks back over to us. "You'll have your room open soon."
"Thanks." I sigh and star at his lips.
"Next time you girls need to be more careful. You never know who you're going to end up with."
"I was only coming to make sure she was okay." My eyes narrow at him as he lectures us.
"But it seemed to me that you were minutes away from joining me in bed."
"What?" Anna looks at me. "No way."
"You know that's not true." I look at Anna.
"Oh, Cassie." She giggles and then looks back at Harry. "He's hot. Wait a second." Her eyes widen and she looks at me. "Isn't he the--"
"Anna." I grab her arm and walk to the door. "Let's get ready to leave."
"I'm interested in hearing what your friend was about to say." Harry's eyes light up, and he takes a step in front of me.
"She's drunk. She needs to rest." I look into his eyes. "It doesn't matter."
"Oh?" He smiles down at me and whispers in my ear, "You've been playing games with me all night, Cassie. First the museum and now here. Next time, you won't be able to just disappear."
"Next time, you'll remember to be a lot nicer or you'll find my hand across your cheek." I smile at him innocently and open the door. "Goodnight, Harry."
"Goodnight, sugarlips," he speaks softly as we walk out. "Don't get too wet thinking about me tonight."
I gasp at his words and look back at him. He has a smirk on his face as he closes the door, and all I can think about is what would've happened if Anna didn't come out of the bathroom at that precise moment.