getting away

chapter thirteen

Eleanor’s POV

I stood in my hotel room rummaging through piles of clothes for tonight’s clubbing session with the boys and girls, I was super excited we hadn’t gone out on the town properly yet and tonight we were going to. Huffing in frustration I couldn’t find I single thing, I wanted to look really good. To make a good impression on Louis I really liked him and I liked to think he felt the same. Looking down at what I had on at the minute I looked decent enough to run down the corridor in my short shorts and short crop top.  Opening the door I decided on who to ask. Olivia popped into my head first, yes I thought she was amazing she’ll help. Checking the time 11am nodding to myself I slipped out the door making sure I had my key and jogged down the corridor in my bare feet, the carpet felt like memory foam under my toes squidgy and soft. I knocked lightly on the door and Olivia opened my eyes widened in shock when I saw her room there was clothes everywhere on the floor, covering the bed hung off lampshades and doors. Giggling slightly I looked at her she was red and beads of sweat were forming on her fore head, she looked flushed and bothered.

‘’I need-‘’ we both said at the same time causing us to explode into fits of giggles.

‘’go on’’ she said, gesturing for me to speak first I laughed at her clutching my hurting stomach.

‘’I can’t find anything to wear for tonight’’ I threw my arms up in the air showing how frustrated I actually was.

‘’me neither’’ she sighed running her hands threw her dark hair.

‘’SHOPPING’’ we both shouted.

‘’yes!’’ I squealed.

‘’meet you in the lobby in fifteen minutes’’ I shouted already running back down the corridor to my room.

‘’ok!’’ she called back closing her door.

Running back over to my wardrobe I slung the door open, pulling out my high wasted flimsy floral shorts I put them on fastening the buttons just a little above my belly button letting the soft material hang loosely around my golden thighs I pulled a black vest top over my head and tucked it into the shorts slipping on my black TOMS and standing in front of the mirror leaving my hair as it was the deep brown waves cascading down past my shoulders and my parting in the middle of my head I just used my hands to fluff it up a little gaining extra volume and spraying a light layer of hairspray over it to hold it in place before running some clear lip balm over my full pink plump lips and smiling at my reflection in front of me chuckling to myself god I feel like zayn I laughed. Throwing my phone and money into my small black UGG bag I headed out the door.

DINGG I heard the lift chime from the end of the corridor.

‘’hold it please!’’ I called running for it.

‘’thank you’’ I breathed. It was Zayn he eyed me up and down before grinning and letting his eyes wander my body again. His eyes widened and lingered on my bust area, looking down I realised my top had slipped quite low revealing my black and red lacy bra. Blushing extremely red and feeling mortiphied I pulled it back up hastily. Zayn’s eyes found mine again when he noticed I’d seen him staring. He blushed a little and then winked regaining his cheeky personality. I couldn’t help but let out a little laugh at how quickly he had managed to get over his minor downfall. I however was still dyeing inside. He looked confused at mu sudden outburst.

‘’So where you off?’’ he asked coolly.

‘’Shopping!’’ I grinned the enthusiasm in my voice more noticeable than I would have liked because a little chuckle escaped his pursed lips.

‘’Sweet’’ he winked just as the bell chimed again indicating we were on the ground floor. Walking out I saw that Olivia wasn’t here yet.

‘’See you’’ I called to Zayn who was walking past to the gym.

‘’mm’’ was his reply. Settling down on the wicker sofa’s to wait I pulled out my phone resuming the game of angry birds. I was getting quite into it when I felt a warm hand on my shoulder breaking my eyes from the screen I looked over my right side to see Olivia grinning down at me.

‘’Let shop!’’ she laughed linking arms with my own as we headed out to catch a cab.

Olivia’s POV

I was running late, I had forgotten my purse when I got half way down the corridor and had to turn back. Feeling flustered I ran down the stairs thinking it would be quicker; I was working up a sweat though I could feel my skin turning red as I ran down the multiple flights of stairs. I heard some giggling below me on the stairs, I thought nothing of it then when I left through the door, perhaps I should have payed more attention to who’s name was being spoken but I didn’t I was too caught up in getting to Eleanor that I didn’t realise that in fact below me Harry’s name was being called out. I ran through the double doors scanning the bright room for Eleanor’s figure I spotted her bent over her phone a look of concentration over her pretty face grabbing her shoulder she turned around startled.

‘’Lets shop!’’ I exclaimed linking arms with her as we walked out to jump in a cab to take us to the Dubai Mall.