Chapter thirty six

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Harry sat in the surveillance room, watching Adalynn dig through her closet. Management still made Harry turn in a report on Adalynn at the end of every week. He could have just based everything off the time they spent together, but he didn't want management to know things about Adalynn that they couldn't already find out from the rest of the boys.

        He watched Adalynn pull outfit after outfit out of her closet and throwing them on the floor. She sighed exasperatedly and mumbled, "We just have to go to a fucking party... Can't just stay home and watch Harry Potter movies...I just have to be dating...Fucking Harry Styles!...I'm just fucking...Who likes fucking parties...And fucking...Fuck!" Her hair was dripping and a towel was wrapped around her body. Adalynn sighed and picked up her phone, she played with it for a while before holding it up to her ear. It took Harry a few moments to realize that she was calling him. He dove for the phone which was only a few rings to voice-mail. 

        "Hello?"         

        "Hi Harry...Woah there's some kind of weird echo...I can hear my voice...Echo...Echoo......" Harry looked up and saw Adalynn giggling slightly, she was easily amused. Harry quickly turned off the sound from the surveillance TV so Adalynn wouldn't hear her voice.

        "Haha yeah sorry. I was looking in a closet." Harry mumbled, sitting back in the computer chair, his eyes trained on Adalynn. She struggled to keep the phone in one hand and hold up the towel with the other. He bit his lip hard and wondered why she kept the towel on even though she was alone in the room. Harry knew that when she dropped the towel he would have to look away, he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he had gone that far,  but he didn't want to look away. 

        "Well...did you come out of the closet?" Adalynn's face was distorted to stop from laughing into the phone. Harry sighed and breathed a chuckle.

        "Yeah babe, I came out of the closet." Harry said, giving her the joke. Her outburst of giggles made Harry smile. "You remembered that the party is tonight, right?" Harry asked. Adalynn's expression changed almost immediately. She sighed and sat down on the edge of her bed; her towel fell down her chest a bit, giving Harry just the slightest view of her chest. He bit his lip even harder than before, begging himself to look away.

        "Yeah of course I remembered." Adalynn muttered, "That's actually why I called. I have no idea what to wear. What kind of party is it? Should I wear a dress....Or..." Adalynn trailed off and stood up again, looking into her closet again. Harry sighed and looked to her closet on screen.

        "You would look beautiful in anything." Harry replied; Adalynn blushed and smiled.

        "I'm serious though, Harry. I'd like to make a good impression." Adalynn argued. Harry nodded, even though she couldn't see her, and looked back to the closet. 

        "Here babe, why don't you wear that one black sleeveless dress...With the silver on the top?" Harry asked.

        "How do you know about that one? I've never worn it around you..." Adalynn mumbled. She bent down to pick up the dress and Harry took a sharp breath. He glanced down as he felt a familiar tightness in his pants. Harry cursed under his breath and stood up. He turned off the monitors in the surveillance room and left, unable to watch anymore. 

        "Uh I saw it last time I was over there. You left your closet open and I remember thinking about how gorgeous you would look in it." Adalynn played with the fabric, then held it up next to her body in the mirror.

        "Alright. I'll wear that. Thank you, Harry." Adalynn smiled. She unwrapped her towel and started to get dressed. "So...Who's going to be there?" Adalynn asked nervously. Harry made his way into his bedroom and ran his hand through his hair. He couldn't take care of his problem while he was on the phone, and he couldn't just leave it alone. He would have to get off the phone within the next few minutes.

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