The Way (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 32

"Wait-Harry your moms right there." I nod my head at the woman sitting directly across from us.

"She can't see under the table, Alex. But if you don't want to I will." He whispers and moves his hand between my legs.

He presses down slightly on the jean material covering me and immediate pleasure sweeps through my body. My legs involuntarily stiffen and I look around at the other people, only noting once again no one is minding us.

"Harry- no. This is so wrong." I whisper into his ear but he dosen't remove his hand.

"It's nothing I haven't done before." He huffs.

Ouch.

"Fine. I'll do it then." I whisper only loud enough for him to here. His eyes widen in surprise, and I'm not exactly sure how the words just came out of my mouth.

Harry leans back in his seat giving me better access to the area between his legs. Our backs are up against a wall and the only people who would even be able to witness this is Hannah and the guy beside me. When I check once again neither of them are looking, and I bravely move my hand over to Harry's legs.

I slide my hand slowly across his leg until I reach the bulge at the front of his pants. I slowly trace my hand up and down his crotch area feeling him harden under my touch. Harry's eyes flutter and I can tell he is trying to hold himself together. I lean closer in towards his body and he brings his lips down to my ear.

"You like this don't you? You like touching me with all these people around, I know you do." Harry whispers and my cheeks flush at his words.

My hand continues to move across his crotch and I can see him start to become uncomfortable. His leg starts to bounce up and down and I know I should stop, otherwise this will be taken way to far.

I can't believe how fast he responds to my touch and honestly the idea of making him feel the same way he makes me feel...it's very appealing.

"Baby you need to-" Harry starts.

"What are you two whispering about over there?" Anne's voice startles me and I practically jump, removing my hand from Harry's lap as fast as possible.

"We actually really need to go now." Harry rushes the words and Hannah looks over to him.

"Why the rush?" Hannah whispers, trailing her eyes down to Harry's lap and the now very evident erection. Anne dosen't hear her and Harry ignores her comment. My mouth however is wide, and I can't imagine the color red my cheeks are right now.

"Will I see you again soon? Alex too?" She asks and Harry nods.

"Get up first." Harry whispers and I follow his directions. Sliding my chair out I stand and Harry follows directly behind me, not so successfully hiding his lower region.

"Yeah. You will." Harry's answer is short but she seems surprised he responded at all.

Anne slides out of her chair and I curse under my breath, I hope she dosen't notice the effect I had on him minutest ago.

She walks over and hugs me first, then Harry. I can't tell if she notices but she dosen't say anything and her expression dosen't change, so I'm assuming she didn't.

"I'll walk them out." Hannah tells the table and I already want to explode at the thought of talking to her again.

"That's okay. We can manage." Harry snaps at woman watching with wide eyes.

"Are you sure?" She matches his tone, but with more meaning behind her words.

"Yep. See you all later." Harry tried to muster up a smile and Hannah sits back down in her seat.

"It was nice meeting you all." I smile sweetly, even though I still don't know half of them. Harry pulls my hand and I follow him towards the door.

"Impatient?" I smirk at the man with curly hair bouncing his leg up and down.

"You have no idea." His dark eyes meet mine.

"You do realize it's going to be over an hour before we actually get home?" I ask and his mouth drops open.

"Fuck! I forgot about that!" Harry curses.

"Yeah." I laugh as his face falls and his hands reach up dramatically in the air.

Harry signals a cab, and surprisingly the first one stops. I slide in first and Harry follows, sitting beside me.

"The Waldorf Towers, 100 East 50th Street." Harry tells the driver and I look over at him in shock.

"What?"

"I can't wait an hour." Harry smiles and leans over to press his lips against my cheek.

"No, no, no. I'm not letting you do that. That will be outrageous."

"So, it's not like I don't have the money." He huffs.

"That's going to be atleast $600 dollars if not more. You don't need to spend that money on me."

"Trust me. It will be worth it." He smirks.

"Harry!" I nudge his shoulder playfully.

The thought of being in a hotel room with Harry is appealing yet terrifying.

"I'm really not okay with this." I murmur and Harry rolls his eyes.

"Well too bad." Harry kisses the edge of my mouth.

Harry's POV

Alex rolls her eyes but sits quietly without objecting any further. Sitting in a car with her for an hour would be unbearable. I need this bad, so bad. And I know she needs me too.

"Are we almost there?" I ask the driver and he nods not bothering to turn down the terrible fucking music.

"Harry we really don't have to stay there, there are plenty of other hotels-"

"Alex stop. It's okay. I'm not worried about it and you shouldn't be either."

Does she not understand how little this amount of money will be.

"I just feel like you're paying for me." She murmurs looking down at her hands.

This girl is going to be the death of me.

I pull her chin up so her eyes meet mine.

"Baby, stop over thinking this." She gives me a half smile but I know she still feels bad. "Besides if you don't want to stay at a hotel we can always just have fun back here."

"Oh my god! Stop!" I love the way her cheeks flush at my words.

Her hair falls infront of her eyes and she pushes it back in one swift motion. This girl has taken me over, body and mind. I'm staring at the way she moves her damn hair for gods sake. All she has to do is look at me and I'm done for.

Alex traces her tongue across her bottom lip and I nearly combust. She must be doing this on purpose.

"$17.50." The cab driver calls from the front seat and I just now realize we have stopped. Thank the fucking god.

I hand him a $20 and open my side of the car letting Alex follow me out onto the street.

I had forgotten how nice this hotel actually is until I walk into the main lobby. Glass and crystal cover almost every inch.

"Wait here." I point at the leather sofas in the middle of the room and she nods.

When I walk up to the desk the guy asks for my hotel card, but I give him my phone number instead.

"The usual?" The man dosen't look up from his screen.

"What?"

"Do you want the usual room?"

Oh fuck.

"No, I don't."

I can't believe I forgot about that.