Unwanted Attention

Chapter 25

"Go get ready and where something pretty," Harry winked at me.

I blushed at his actions and walked off to the bathroom to do my hair. I don't why Harry has such an effect on me but I love it. I love how he looks at me, I love how he makes me feel and I love that he's mine and mine only. I put my phone on the sinks counter and clicked my shower playlist then the music started to play. I stripped off my clothes and hopped into the shower. The hot water burned my skin but it soothed me a bit. I washed my hair, my body and my face before jumping back out. I plugged my hair dryer into the wall and began drying.

Once my hair was fully dry, I began to straighten it even though my hair was naturally straight. I finished my hair and began putting on my usual of mascara and lip gloss. For clothes, I put on a plain black strapless dress that went about mid thigh and to be honest, it made me look quite flattering.

I walked out of the bathroom and saw Harry sitting on my bed looking at the floor. Once he heard me he looked up and his eyes looked from my face to my feet plenty of times which made me feel self conscious.

"How do I look?"

"Beautiful," Harry gaped.

"Close your mouth, you'll catch flies," I giggled and he buckled along with me.

Harry got up and stood directly in front of me causing me to have to look up at him. He smirked and leaned down to kiss my lips. I kissed him softly back before I pulled away smiling at him.

"What?" He chuckled.

"Nothing," I laughed.

"No seriously?"

"You're actually really beautiful," I blushed and looked at the ground because of my choice of words.

"Thanks," He laughed.

I nodded and laughed at myself. I looked at my phone and saw that I had two messages, both from Niall.

**You better be coming to the party tonight or I swear to god Ill punch your boyfriend so fucking hard**

**Just kidding, but seriously you guys better come**

"Did you no answer Niall yet?" I laughed and showed him the messages.

"Oh, my bad," He shrugged and smirked.

**Yes we're coming ;)**

I quickly sent back to Niall and put my phone on my bed. I walked over to my purse and checked to see if I needed anything in it. Nope, I am good to go. I looked over at Harry who was fixing his hair in the full sized mirror. I walked over and wrapped my arms around his large torso and looked over his shoulder at him. He was smiling and as was I.

"Come on," Harry said grabbing my hand and leading me to the door.

"Where are going? It's only 6?" I asked confused as I put my heels on and walked out the door.

"I have to change," He winked.

"Right," I laughed.

We then walked down the hall of my residence and to the gates that were at the entrance. We walked out of my residence and to Harry's car. I remember the first day I met him, I remember getting in this car with him. I remember this being my favourite car and I was shocked that Harry had this car. I love this car a lot.

We got into the car started driving to Niall's place because that's where Harry would be getting ready. Apparently Niall had clothes that would fit Harry. We drove for about ten minutes until we finally pulled up to his big apartment. I'm so glad Niall is only ten minutes away, at least now I have someone.

We walked up to the front doors and opened then to the elevator. We got into the elevator and I noticed there was a little girl in there by herself. She just looked at us, smiled and walked off the elevator. We walked hand in had down the hall and I couldn't stop thinking of the little girl.

"Do you ever think about kids? Not that I want any right now but I was just wondering,"

"Yeah, I do," He chuckled and I sighed of relief. "But then again, I don't," he continued making my chest tighten back up.

"What do you mean?" I asked scared of his answer.

"I don't know? kids get annoying," He said not even looking at me.

"Oh," I said.

I never even wanted to question his answer because I wasn't in the mood still. Before I could think any longer we finally stopped in front of the door Niall told Harry to go to. Harry knocked pretty loudly and someone answer that I didn't know. Harry seemed to know the guy because he tensed beside me.

"Styles? is that you?" The blue eyed, brown haired boy said. "Man you look a lot different," he laughed.

I'm not too sure if this guy was meaning that in a good or bad way but I'm sure Harry didn't like this guy seeing as he is tensed beside me.

"Yup, that's me," Harry said not looking at the boy in the door way. "What are you doing here?"

"I was invited just like you were," He smirked. "Now who's the hot one?" He said pointing at me.

Harry gripped my hand tighter and I squeezed back reassuring him that it's okay.

"Anna," I said. I let go of Harry's hand shook the mysterious boys hand.

"I'm Trevor," He said winking.

I smiled at him because honestly he intimidated me more then Harry did. he was at least six foot four and Harry was only six foot one. He had ripped jeans and his shirt was tight to his body, he was huge. Not huge as in fat but muscular. I backed up to where Harry was still standing and he looking infuriated. I need to get him out of here before he blows up.

"Well nice meeting you Trevor, see you later," I smiled.

I grabbed Harry's hand and quickly walked away before Trevor could speak. I dragged Harry into a room and shut the door behind us. I looked at Harry who still looked pissed and was pacing back and forth, silence filled the room.

"Who was he?" I finally asked.

"He's not someone you want to be friends with if your a hot girl, trust me," Harry said emphasizing the 'Trust me'.

"And why is that?" I asked.

"Because Anna, he's just not someone you want to be close with," He plainly answer. You've got to be kidding me.

"I'm not two Harry, you can tell me," I said getting mad.

"Just drop it Anna!" He half yelled.

"Fine," I snapped.

I walked out of the room, through the large amount of people in the crowd that filled the room and right up to Trevor. I know this is probably something I'll regret but I need to figure out why Harry doesn't want me hanging around him. I need to know what he's hiding.