UnExpected

Chapter 16

Sophia POV

"I dare you to kiss...Harry." Zayn says, me being in shock. I literally thought it would be me. I probably would've fainted in the water if he said that.

Whew.

I wasn't really surprised at this dare, to be honest. The boys are known to do the most weirdest things, so...it shouldn't be so awkward.

"Alright." Niall gives Harry a peck on the cheek and Harry shrugging it off. "Boom, my turn."

"Hmmm, Sophia-"

Narts.

"I dare you to take Harry to any room and stay there for ten minutes. What you do is up to you." Niall smirks giving Harry a wink and all the boys chuckling.

Umm, can I die now? Is that okay? How could I not expect this?

I rub my forehead a bit. "Okay, c'mon Harry." I say frowning and he follows me out of the pool. I remember to grab my phone and we go to my room, soaking wet. I have no idea why it didn't occur to me to bring a towel.

Idoit.

I open my room door and rush to my bathroom to grab Harry and I a towel. I hand it to him and he thanks me, being the hot gentleman that he is. We sit on the couch and wait for like a minute, until one of us decides to speak.

"Well this is awkward." I say with my teeth chattering.

"You're cold." Harry says and he comes closer to me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders till we are basically in each other's bubble and he just smiles that charming smile of his. I instantly cover my face with my hands  because I know I'm a tomato at the moment, no joke.

Some one just slice me up right now. I need to end my life...

His touch just gives me sparks. I guess you can say...it's lit! No, ok.

That was really bad...

He removes my hand from my face and stares me down in the eyes. "I'm really happy you are coming on tour with us." He says in a sexy way with his breath hitting the side of my neck.

"Yea?" I have no idea what to say. Ugh, why me?

Just kidding. I wouldn't regret this moment at all.

We just make some small talk to pass time. We are sitting so close that it looks like we just pulled away from a kiss. My body feels extremely hot right now and I bet he can feel it. Suddenly, we both hear something or someone, hit the window. We pull away and see a photographer.

"Ugh. How did they even find the hotel?" I move my hand through my hair in fustration, getting up. "I don't want to be that girl who gets criticized because I'm a gold digger or something, or gets boys for fame you know... Even though that is not true whatsoever."

"No one's going to think that." He says sympathetically watching my every move.

"Well it looked like we just did something."

"How do you know that people are going to think that?"

"Sometimes... um, I  get some hate because apparently I'm pretty," I use my fingers to show quotation marks when I say pretty, "and I guess people don't like me for that." I shrug.

"It's called jealousy, love." He says in a playful tone, lightning up the mood and I smile. I like it when all the boys call you love. Especially coming from Louis' mouth. It just works so perfectly.