Won't Stop Till We Surrender

Chapter Eleven

~Wrong Turn~

I streched as I sat up. “Hi, Aria.” Harry greeted me. I waved. “Can I go back home now?” I pouted. “You are finished all of your tests so I guess you can.” Harry handed me a bag. I looked inside it was clothes.

“Thanks.” I said. I went into the washroom. I changed into a pair of shorts that barely covered my bum and a holter top that exposed my whole stomach. I rolled my eyes as I exited the bathroom. Harry looked up and down at me.

“Harry, who picked out this outfit?” I asked. “Erm.. I….” He sighed and looked down. “I did.” Harry admitted. “Curly, I don’t want your fans thinking that I’m a slut or something.” I said. “They won’t..” Harry mumbled.

I turned around. “Look, you can see my bum cheeks.” I pointed to my bum. “Oh, I know.” Harry licked his lips. “Let’s just go.” I pulled him out the door. Harry filled in a form and then we left. We ran to his car.

“Harry, can I tell you a secret?” I asked him. He nodded, as he started the car. “I used to be a stripper.” Harry pulled over. “Seriously?” He asked with his eyesbrows raised. “Yeah.”

“Why?” He asked. “I needed the money.” I admitted. “What for?” He asked. I looked away. “I’ll tell you later.” Harry nodded then continued driving.

“So do you still…” Harry gulped. “Do it? Like personal shows?” I giggled. “No. Not really.” I blushed. “Would you ever?” I blushed even harder. “For you?” I looked at him. “Yeah, and the other boys.”

“Harry!” I yelled. “What? We’re boys.” Harry uttered. “So. No! Never. I don’t want them to know.” I bit my lip. “That’s the whole point of a secret. What if they think I’m a slut?” I laughed. “What about Danielle and Eleanor. They would kill me.” I thought of an idea. “Its like you want the whole world to think I’m a slut today.” I hit his shoulder lightly.

“Aria, no one will think your a slut. Because you needed the money right?” I nodded. “Well, if I did do that for you guys. You would have to pay me.” I winked. “Stripper style.” He glanced at me. “So is that a yes?” Harry grinned. “Sure is, Curly.” We arrived at the boys’ hotel.

We ran to the front doors before any fans or papparazzi could attack us with questions. Harry pulled me into the elevator. “Would it be okay if I brought a couple of friends?” I glared at him.

We hopped out of the elevator and walked down the hallway hand-in-hand. We’ve been doing that almost all the time. It gives people more of a reason to think that we are dating. But that’s okay. We both like each other like that, but we know why we can’t be together. But that day will come when I trust him as much as possible, to be sure he won’t break my heart.

“Hola boys.” I greeted as Harry pulled me onto his lap as he sat on the couch. “Hey guys!” They chimed. “Today, Aria and I made a deal.”Harry chirped.  I looked down. “She’s gonna strip for us!” I blushed. All the boys gasped and just stared at me.

“Oh my God!” Niall yelled.

“What, Aria you’re a stripper?” Louis yelled. “Shut up! Used to be. Harry asked me if I would for you guys and I said yes.” I pointed my finger at them. “Promise this won’t change our friendship? And you won’t think I’m a slut.” Niall looked at my legs. I rolled my eyes.

“Curly picked out my outfit. Liam, next time can you do it?” I glared at Harry. “Since you’re a gentleman and don’t want Directioners kill me with hate.” Liam nodded. “Thank you” I sighed. “Yo, do you guys have anything I can change into. Louis and Harry exchanged glances. “I was talking to Liam and Zayn!” I yelled at Harry and Louis. They pouted and I rubbed their heads and patted their cheeks. I got off of Harry’s lap. “Follow me love.” Liam guided me to his room.