Sweet Perfection

Chapter Four

Chapter Four

Harry's POV

After walking out of Starbucks, I stopped short on the sidewalk and scratched my head, realizing that I had no car at the moment. I caught Jessie giving me a suspicious look.

"What?" she said.

"My car is kind of...out of this vicinity. Would you mind walking a small distance?" I said sheepishly.

"Well Harry Styles, seeing as to how you're my only way home, do I have a choice?" she said, annoyed. She was quick with remarks. I pondered her question for a moment, and then gave her what I thought was a smug smile. "Guess not. At least be happy that it stopped raining."

"I like the rain." she stated flatly.

"Weren't you complaining about being wet when I first ran into you?" I smirk, trying to get her to contradict herself.

"Under any other circumstances, I would like the rain." she said matter-of-factly. I couldn't resist rolling my eyes. She was impossible.

"You're probably going to say the opposite of anything I say so, I'll stop." I say, pulling my hood over my head and leading the way. Paparazzi on my tail wouldn't be great at the moment.

We crossed a few streets and rounded some corners, most of it in silence. The streets were crowded, which I took as a good thing. Yes, more people could spot me, but they could also conceal me. I attempted to make some sort of conversation.

"So...where do you live?" I asked hesitantly. Where do you live? Was that the best I could come up with? I talked to girls everyday, and that's the first question I asked? Very smooth Styles.

"Not far, it's the Lexington complex on 6th street. You know, near the mall?" she asked.

"I honestly don't know, I'm not very familiar with the place. I only know where my hotel is, and where the arena we will be playing at is." I said, regretting the fact that I had asked with every passing second.

"Oh. Well that's okay, like I said, it's not very far." she said quickly. Back to awkward silence. We walked a few more yards until we were right in front of the hotel.

"Woah," Jessie said, clearly amazed. "Beats my apartment any day!" she laughed. I smiled, looking at her. She looked as excited as a little child, and she blushed when she caught me staring. I might not ask good questions, but at least I could make her blush.

"Let's go inside, shall we?" I proposed, jokingly offering her my arm, so that she could slip her arm through. I was surprised when she did, and we walked up the stairs of the hotel together. I greeted the doorman accordingly, and asked for a spare room key at the front desk; I seemed to have misplaced mine. Meanwhile, Jessie hung back near the entrance, admiring the main lobby. Even I had to say it was quite impressive.

It was very spacious, with couches, chairs, tables, and sofas all over the place. On every table you set your eyes on there was some sort of decoration. Big windows with beautiful curtains lined the room, which at the moment were open, letting light in. Fancy chandeliers hung from the ceiling, providing extra light. It was very luxurious.

"C'mon Jessie, let's go up and meet the boys!" I yelled, as softly as I could. She ran over, with that big smile still plastered on her face. We walked up another small set of stairs, and I called upon one of the elevators, pushing the button for it to take us to the 19th floor.

"I hate elevator music." I mutter under my breath, and Jessie snorts. "I'm pretty sure you don't like it either!" I exclaim.

"Actually, I find it calming." she says, and smiles. The elevator doors open, and I step out.

"Coming?" I ask, looking over my shoulder. She steps out without a word. I open one of the many doors off to my right, and invite her in. It didn't really matter which door I chose, we owned the whole floor.

"Boys!" I scream. "Hazza's home!". The first one who comes to greet me is Louis. Big surprise there.

"Harry! Where'd you go? Me and the boys were--" he stopped short when he saw Jessie. "Why hello there lovely lady. What might your name be?" he said, taking her hand and kissing it. She pulled away, looking annoyed. "Feisty." Lou said, winking his eye.

"Harry what took you so long? I'm hungry!" Niall whines, coming in from the hallway to my left. "Oh." he says when he takes sight of Jessie. "Hi, I'm Niall Horan!" he says happily, extending his right hand.

She shakes it. "I'm Jessie!"

"Nice name. You look like a Jessie," says Louis, flashing a flirtatious smile. What. An. Ass. I shot him an award winning glare, and he smiled, looking sheepish. Of course, Jessie saw none of that.

"Allright guys, where are Zayn and Liam? I need to take Jessie home." I say, putting my hand on Niall's back as I moved past him and into one of the living rooms. Zayn was laying on the couch, doing whatever he was doing.

"Vas happenin'?" he says in an uninterested way.

"This is Jessie. She's hungry. And in need of a ride home." I say, motioning towards the door. That gets him interested. He immediately stands up and flashes her a smile. "I'm Zayn!" he says, winking. Jessie blushes, and I roll my eyes. Zayn usually got all the ladies.

At that moment, Liam walked in. He was probably the only polite one, and correctly introduced himself to Jessie.

"Great!" I exclaimed sarcastically. "Now that we all know each other, we should go get food." I say, walking towards the door.

"Agreed!" Niall yells. "How about Chipotle?!" he says excitedly. "You know, since there aren't any Nandos in America..." he added, starting to sound a little sad. Niall sure missed that restaurant. I was going to agree, when Lou interrupted.

"We go there all the time Niall!" he said, complaining. "How about McDonald's? They have nice parks!"

"And food that kills." says Liam, rolling his eyes. Good ol' Daddy Direction.

"Okay guys, whatever, let's go to McDonald's, I owe Jessie a burger and fries anyway." I say, remembering our deal, and glancing at Jessie. The boys grab sunglasses and hats, our supposed 'disguises' and we all pile out in the hallway. Sometimes the facade works; most of the time it doesn't.

Niall, as excited as always, runs over to push the elevator button. He loved buttons. It wasn't long before the elevator doors opened, and we all squished in.