The Way (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 33

As I wait for Harry to walk back over from the concierge a million thoughts cross my mind. Now that we are here, in the middle of this hotel, everything seems so much more real. What does he want to do, what do I want to do? I'm not ready for sex and I hope Harry feels the same way.




"You were ready before." My subconscious reminds me, and I mentally shush her.




I was ready before, so ready but now my feelings for Harry seem so much greater. I don't understand it myself, and it's terrifying.




The only sexual experiences I have ever had are with Harry, so I know I shouldn't be this nervous but I am. This is all so new to me and I'm just scared I'm going to be bad, especially compared to what he has bad before. My mind wanders back to Hannah and I know I shouldn't be thinking about her but I can't help it.




I get up from the sofa and walk over to Harry trying to stop the progression of my thoughts. I wrap my arms around his waist and I can see the surprise in his face.




"I told you to wait over there." He says rudely




"Well too bad you don't get to tell me what to do." I unwrap my arms and stand beside him.




The man has turned around to retrieve the key I suppose, so just me and Harry are in earshot of each other.




"This hotel really is beautiful." I murmur and look around at the glass fixtures hanging from the ceiling.




"I guess." Harry huffs.




"Have you ever been here before?" I ask.




"What? No. Why would I stay at a hotel when I have an appartment?" He barks, and I guess he dosen't realize the irony of his words.




"I was just asking..." I let my words trail off.




"How about you don't ask so many questions." Harry spits and my heart feels crushed.




"Why are you acting like this?"




"Like what?"




"Like this." I gesture towards his body that is now noticeably farther away from me.




"I'm not acting like anything."




The man in a black suit turns around to hand Harry the..key? It's an actual key, not just a card. Fuck he probably just spent a fortune.




Harry takes the gold key in his hand and turns away to walk towards the elevators.




"Thanks." I murmur to the man and he gives me a half smile back.




I follow behind him and wait untill the elevator doors in the lobby open. There are not many other guests around and I wonder why, it has to be atleast 9.