At the End of the Day...

Chapter 19

"What? I thought you and Taylor dated years ago? Well, according to the media, I guess, and I know, you should never trust the media or those dodgy websites..." I ramble on, starting to sweat. "How long ago did you two break up?" It comes out unintentionally as a whisper.

"She broke up with me about five months ago, so I guess it's not that recent," Harry replies, his face blank. "You were right, we used to date a couple of years ago, but Taylor said she hated the attention I got, so she ended things. Around May last year, she got back in contact with me, said she missed me, and I missed her too. So we ended up back together, but her 'romance' with Calvin had already begun, which was never real. Her management wanted her to get back out there, so they paired her up with him. When we started seeing each other again, I suggested we go public, but she was ashamed of me. She didn't want all that drama. I hated being completely hidden, like her biggest secret, but I couldn't help it. I was falling for her. Then, as I said, five months ago, she broke up with me, because she slept with Calvin. She always used to tell me that she didn't like him, but off she went." 

"Oh my god," is all I can say. "That really sucks, Harry...do you still have feelings for her?" I ask cautiously. 

"After we broke up, I realised how manipulative she was. She always got what she wanted, always made me look like the bad guy. I'm so glad I never said 'I love you' because it wasn't real. Now, ever since we broke up, she'll text me every couple of weeks. I haven't replied to a single one - I don't want to get involved again...besides, I met you. So now, I'm guessing, she's a little jealous of you," he smirks, licking his lips. I'm glad he doesn't have any unresolved feelings - well, except hated - towards her. 

"Why would Taylor Swift be jealous of me?" I ask, sarcastically. "You're not all that," I joke, and Harry nudges me playfully.

Suddenly, and sick, twisted feeling arrives in my stomach. 

It's the feeling of a sudden drop in the pit of my stomach. The plane is beginning to descend. I grip onto Harry's arm, and he senses my nerves. "Look, we're almost here - look at the sea! It looks so beautiful at night," he points out the window, and I have to squint my eyes to actually be able to see, it's so dark. But he's right. It's stunning. This is going to be amazing.

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"Here's your room key," the lady at the front desk gives Harry the key with a blush. I chuckle under my breath as her hand lingers in Harry's a little too long. She finally realises, and quickly pulls her hand away with a cough. 

"Thank you very much," Harry replies with a charming smile. God, I'm melting at the sight of that - I can't begin to imagine how she is feeling. 

"Have a lovely stay!" She shouts after us as we make our way to the lift. 

"Room 306... what level would that be on...?" Harry ponders to himself as we step inside the lift. Luckily, each of the levels say what rooms are on them, so we press the correct button. "I kind of want to kiss you right now," he says all of a sudden, as we stand on separate sides of the lift.

"What if someone comes in and sees us? I don't want them to get the wrong idea," I tell him, but in my mind, I really want to kiss him too. I always want to kiss him. Who wouldn't?

"Let's face it - they aren't going to get the wrong idea, they're going to get the right idea," Harry takes a step towards me with a cheeky smile. He knows what he's doing to me. He knows that I won't be able to resist. I can feel his hot, minty breath on my face, and try as I might, I take a quick glance at his moist lips. That does it for me. I lean in, and kiss him with urgency, and with even more fervor, Harry does the same. His hands snake around my waist as I tug at his loose curls, and we kiss like this for what feels like an eternity. 

A little ping sounds, and without removing my mouth from his, I look over to what level we have reached. It's ours, so the doors open, but unluckily for me, someone is there. Oh great. So much for not getting caught making out.

It's someone with a mischievous smirk across his face.

Someone wearing blue vans and a white oversized tank top. 

Someone called Louis.

I spring myself like an elastic band to the other side of the lift, leaving Harry confused. He looks towards the doors, and a smile spreads across his face. Quickly turning to me, he ushers me out, where we are both greeted by Louis.

"Lou! Missed you! ...Hey! That rhymed!" I can tell Harry is ecstatic to see Louis, I know how close they are. He goes in for a warm hug.

"Harold, long time no see, buddy! Did I interrupt something?" That knowing smile of Louis' appears on his face again as he wraps me in a tight hug. He smells faintly of cigarettes...and maybe a bit of...scotch?

"No, it was nothing!" I say, with a slight giggle. Louis releases me, and looks me in the eye.

"I'm so glad that you came. We all are. We couldn't sleep we were so excited for you two to get here! Especially Lottie...trust me, you too are going to get on so well, I can feel it!" 

"I can't wait to meet her and see everyone again!" I reply with a smile, and then Louis guides us to his suite, where everyone has been drinking and playing 'truth or dare'. The three of us walk into the room, and immediately everyone turns to look at us, and then they all jump up to greet us.

"Hazza! Eva! Amazing t' see y' both!" Niall says, slurring a little.

"You two look nice and loved up!" Liam winks.

"Harry! And Eva! So great to finally meet you! Louis has told me a lot about you!" Lottie comes in for a hug and I reciprocate. She looks a lot like Louis but also very different. Her makeup is also on fleek so I'll definitely need to get some tips from her.

"It's awesome to see you all again! And nice to meet you, Lottie!" I say, feeling a bit shy surrounded by this small crowd of people. Harry's hand rests on the small of my back, which I think was an attempt to comfort me, but now all I'm thinking about is that kiss in the lift, and how much I really want to continue it.

"Your accent is so cool! I love it!" Lottie tells me.

"Oh really? Thanks!" I laugh, sort of unsure of how to reply to a comment like that. "So what've you guys been up to?" I ask nobody in particular.

"We're all pretty jet lagged from getting here only a couple of hours ago, so we've just been up having some fun. 'Truth or dare' to be exact. Wanna join?" Liam points over toward the couch, so with a hesitant nod, I - as well as everyone else - walk over with him. 

And it's now when it suddenly hits me.

Harry, Louis, Niall, Liam, and Lottie. 

Ok.

No worries.

I'm just on a holiday with them.

Yeah, no big deal.

*Screams in my mind*

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I would be screaming!! Holy moly! Hope you enjoyed!!! Next chapter will be a bit of 'truth or dare' so we learn a bit more about each of the boys as well as Lottie, and of course, Eva! xxxxxxxx