Forgive me? Harry Styles

6.

Chapter six:

“We’re going back to the hotel?” I asked, checking my twitter, ignoring all the mean mentions, replying to the occasional nice one. Then decided to check my facebook, I had messages from heaps of girls from school, saying how much they loved me and how much they would give me if I introduced them, but those girls have all been complete bitches to me my entire life, telling me I was fat and ugly, had ugly clothes, was nerdy, a slut, when I hadn’t even been with a guy. As if I was going to actually be nice to them now.

“Yeah, we are, the boys can’t wait to meet you!” He smiled, his eyes on the road.

“Can’t wait to meet them!” I almost squealed, trying to contain my excitement. “What are we going to do after that?” I asked, it’s not like there’s much to do in Adelaide, especially when it’s raining.

“We were thinking, just chill at the hotel, watch a few movies, do a few dares!” He laughed, pulling into the hotel. I got out of the car, carrying my stuff while we went in the back entrance to avoid fans. “Here, let me carry that babe.” Harry smiled, taking my bag from me as I pressed the up arrow on the elevator, waving hello to my boss who was talking to the new receptionist.

“Hey Abby! How are you feeling?”  He smiled comfortingly.

“Yeah, I’m fine thanks, next week I think I’ll be back in business.” I smiled, and the elevator made it’s usual ‘bing!’ and the doors opened.

“See you then!” He smiled, and I waved as the doors closed.

“Your boss seems nice,” Harry winked.

“Haha, he’s only being nice because you’re here.” I laughed, and Harry put his arm around my shoulder pulling me in for a friendly hug, I’m starting to feel like he thinks of me like a little sister and I don’t like that, but he probably just thinks I’m a child with a little girl crush, nothing I can do about it.

Another ‘bing!’ sounded and we got out of the elevator, and walked past the creepy man’s door which was closed with the yellow ‘Crime scene investigation’ tape across it, that room will forever give me the creeps.

“Hey Harry,” I started.

“Yeah?”

“Why were you grounded last night?” I poked my tongue out.

“Because I kicked up a fuss at a party…” He blushed.

“Naughty Harry!” I laughed, and Harry stopped at his door, unlocking it and gesturing me in.

“Shush you! Just put your stuff on my bed, everyone’s in Louis’ room” Harry rolled his eyes.

“Yes Ma’am!” I winked, and Harry just stared at me with his mouth on the floor.

“Oh no you didn’t!” He laughed, running over to me, trapping me in the corner and tickle torturing me.

“Sorry!” I squealed, “I’m sorry! Stop! Stop!” I giggled.

Harry’s p.o.v

I continued to tickle her, even after she asked me to stop, because her giggle is so damn cute.

“Stop!” She giggled, causing me to smile even bigger.

“Fine! But I’ll get you back when you least expect it!” I warned, winking.

“Bully!” She pouted, folding her arms across her chest.

“You love me!”

“Not at the moment!” She huffed, trying to push past me through the door, but there’s no way I’m letting her leave angry at me, so I stopped her and pulled her into a hug, I could smell her beautiful strawberry shampoo in her beautiful dark brown hair.