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chapter 7

When we step inside his room, he pulls his shirt over his head and my heart stops.

"Um, I am not going to have sex with you..." I feel my cheeks redden as he laughs.

"Don't flatter yourself love, I am just changing my shirt." He pulls a black t-shirt over his head and sits on the bed.

"I wanted to apologize for being a jerk earlier, I just hate those meet and greets and girls who constantly make fools of themselves, like you." He says with a chuckle and I feel my cheeks heating up.

"I-I um I" I can't seem to find the right words.

"But when you said that you thought the paparazzi seemed annoying, I knew you were different. Most girls worship the paparazzi for taking shirtless pictures of us." He laughs again and my heart melts again.

"I just felt like I would hate to have no privacy, that's all."

"Well, thank you. Come sit with me." He pats the bed beside him and I sit. He leans back against the headboard and I do the same.

"What do you like to watch?"

"The One Direction movie." Shit, now I sound like a stalker. I quickly add that I watch basically anything on ABC Family, Lifetime, and TLC.

"I hate those shows." We settle on an episode of Wipeout.

"Can I ask you a question?" I finally say.

"Depends what it is."

"Are you bipolar? Are you going to rape me or murder me right now? Because if you are I will just leave." I motion towards the door and he wraps his arm around my waist.

He whispers into my hair, "None of the above." And I turn into putty in his arms. We watch the episode of Wipeout and laugh every time someone gets knocked down. We almost watch the entire show with out interruption when a knock sounds at the door.

Harry squirms out from the cuddling position we somehow ended up in.

"Fuck, who is it?" He snaps and I flinch at his foul language.

"It's Niall mate, I was going to drive Ashley and Kenz home now."

I completely forgot about Kenz, and I suddenly feel guilty. I shoot up and say I will be right out. Harry corrects me by saying that we will be right out, and I smile at him.

Before I open the door, he pulls me into a big bear hug. His strong arms holding me make me feel so safe, so comfortable. He puts his hand under my chin and pulls my head up to look at him.

"You are so beautiful, Ashley. Can we do this again sometime."

My cheeks heat up and I nod.

"Good. Put your number in my phone." he hands me his phone with the 'New Contact' screen already opened. I enter my name as 'Ashleyy Rombardii❤️😊' and hand it back to him.

"Thanks." His cheeks redden and I just want to lean in to him and kiss him. But he pulls away.

"Do you want me to come to drop you off?"

Yes.

"No it's fine."

"Okay, I'll call you and we can set something up, yeah?"

"Sounds good to me. Bye Harry."

"Bye Ashley."

I smile at him one last time and turn away and open the door. My mind runs over the last half hour. I can't believe it was only a half hour, it felt like a lifetime.

"Ashhhhhhhh! Did you guys have seeeeex? Oh my god. She is beyond drunk and i'll be holding her hair back all night. What a great way to end a perfect night.

"No, Kenz. Come on, it's time to go. I walk towards the front door but Niall stops me.

"Wait, I need to grab some sunglasses for you guys, the cameras are rough your first time."

Damn. I forgot all about the paparazzi.

He hands us each a pair of glasses and we say good bye to the boys then walk out the doors.

When we reach the main doors, Niall warns us to keep our heads down and stay close to him. We do as he says and push open the doors.

Even with the glasses, I am blinded by the flashes. Everyone is screaming at us and I feel a headache coming on. A black SUV pulls up in front of us and we jump in the back seat. Once we close the door the car speeds off and I am drained.