Risk it all |L.T |

Chapter 8

We arrive at the hotel and it all seems pretty quiet, nothing out of the ordinary a few people around just what you would expect in London. We pull into the car park, there's a couple of cars but nobody actually in the car park. "So... You ready?" Harry asks I turn to face him and try and hide how nervous I'm feeling. "I'm going to take that look on your face as a no."
"No, no I am.... I'm just a little.... I don't even know. I've never done anything like this, and you're just well you're sooo well known it actually scares me a little bit."
"Don't worry, I promise everything will be fine." A lovely big dimpled smile spreads across his face, making me smile back at him.
"Right.... Let's do this." He jumps out of the car and goes to the back to grab our bags. I take a deep breath before opening the door, I can do this.
As we walk across the car park two guys with cameras in their hands fly out of no where, I swear the must of either been sat in car waiting or quite literally hiding in the bushes. "Harry, harry, who's your friend?"
"You staying here together?"
"Come on Harry, just one picture of you guys."
Shit they are real ass holes, Harry gently puts his hand in the middle of my back and guides me in the door, I can see the flashes of the cameras reflecting in the doors and mirrors, as I glance back over my shoulder I see that the two guys who followed us across the car park now joined by a couple more, all trying to get as close as possible to the entrance and get pictures of us though the window.
"Are you okay?" Harry asks as we wait at the desk.
I slowly nod my head, for how nerves I feel I actually didn't find that as bad as I was expecting. I just followed Harrys lead and kept my head down, didn't look at any of them. Harrys hand on my back as we came though the door kept me much calmer than I expected.
"It wasn't as bad as I expected if I'm honest." I say.
I watch as the young girl behind the counter checks us in she taps and clicks away as harry gives our names, double checks that we have a joining rooms and confirms details of a car picking us up later.
"Right, all sorted follow me this way." I do as he asks and follow him to the lift, we don't say a word as we wait for the lift, our rooms are on the 3rd floor which we soon arrive at, we walk down a long corridor and though a big heavy glass door before I see two doors close together... Well closer than all the other doors. "Okay, this is us. I'm room 212 and you're 211, theres a door between our rooms and I'll unlock it from my side so if you want to come in you're more than welcome to."
"Okay thank you." He hands me my key card and we both go into our rooms.
It's huge! I was just expecting a room with a double bed and bathroom but this is so so much more. There's a big French door that leads out onto a balcony facing the biggest four poster bed I've ever seen, I'm probably going to have to jump just to get on it. There's a nice bathroom with a big sunken bath just looking at it makes. Me want to get in it and fill it with bubbles. After wondering around in awe for a few minutes I notice the the door that connects my room to Harrys, I decide to unlock it so that should Harry want to come into my room he can.
I'm actually a little bored, I'm so used to being at work having time to myself in this hotel room is just odd. I grab my handbag from the floor just to see if I have a book in there... Which I don't typical.
After about half an hour I can't take it any longer I need interaction, so I knock on the door connecting my room to Harrys.
"Come in." His deep voice comes from the other side of the door.
I open the door and stand in the door way "sorry, I was kinda bored. I'm not used to having time to myself."
He's sat on his bed legs crossed laptop in front of him, iPad to one side and some papers to the other side. "no problem, I actually don't get much free time to catch up on things... So that's what I'm doing, come in you can help me if you like."
I make my way over and pull the chair from the desk at the side of him, I'm more than surprised when I see what he's actually doing... he's reading fan mail, and emails he also has Twitter logged in and every now and again he tweets something normally quite cryptic but it always relates to what he's doing or some thing he's reading, I instantly smile to myself as I watch him work.
"Here, read these see if there's anything I can help with or respond to." he gives me a couple of letters most of them saying how great he is and how he's saved them there are a couple that ask for autographs but nothing major. "if you could just separate them into two piles that would be great, those that are just fan mail and those that are asking me for something, that way I can get management to send out things and I can read all the personal ones when I get chance."
We sit for ages working though his things every now and again he finds something that makes him smile and he shares it with me, I shocked by how much time he spends just reading things, he doesn't always reply to things on Twitter but he sees more than I would of thought.
I put the last of his letters on his pile "there we go all sorted."
"Thank you so much, I hate that this takes so long but I also hate to think that I have missed something that's why when I can I do this." He puts the ones that are more personal that he wants to read into his laptop bag and the rest are put into a folder.
"We need to be ready for dinner in about an hour, do you need to change or anything?" He asks
"I do yeah, in fact I'm going to go freshen up and change now."
"Okay, well I'll see you later then."
I make my way back to my room, as soon as I'm not with him and I start thinking about what is to come I feel nervous, I really really have to stop this.
I take a quick shower and apply some makeup, I don't put any more on then usual I just spend a little longer on it so its perfect. I pull the brush though my hair it doesn't need anything doing to it so I decide to brush it and leave it. As I pull on my dress I remember that there's a bloody zip at the back... Shit I'll have to ask harry to zip it to the top, I pull it as far as I can before stepping into to some black heels.
I knock on Harrys door "come in" a voice come from the other side, it doesn't sound like Harrys. As I push the door open I see Louis lay on the bed fiddling with his phone.
"Oh sorry... I just need Harry for something."
He takes his eyes off his phone, eyeing me up and down making me feel uncomfortable.
"He's just gone to take something to our room for management, can I help you with whatever it is?" This is a very different person to the rude guy I met that day in the modest building.
"Harry asked me to wait here for you, he didn't want to bother you while you were getting ready and he didn't want to leave you alone."
"Okay.... Well I just needed him to zip my dress up that's all." His widen and in fact He looks a little shocked. "If you don't mind...." I turn around an point to the back of my dress. I feel him stand behind me and he very softly try's to pull the zip up from the Middle of my back "just tug it, it's a little stiff."
"Okay then." I can tell he's smirking at what I've just said, it wasn't until I said it that I realised how rude it sounded. He puts his hand on my waist and pulls harder, this time it goes all most all the way up, he stops and runs his finger across my shoulder sending a shiver down my spine as he moves my hair out of the way before pulling it to the top. "There we are love." I turn back to face him "thank you."
"Thanks Lou, did Frankie...... Oh you're here." Harry says as he walks into the room.
"Erm... Yeah she just need some help with her dress." If I didn't know better I'd say louis was blushing.
"You look beautiful," harry says walking over and kissing my cheek. "So do you." He honestly does in his black skinny jeans slightly open grey shirt and long black coat. "Right we should go, do you have everything you need?" I nod my head before picking up my bag.
"Lou if you like you can stay here."
"Thanks... I might do, have fun you two."
Harry places his hand in the middle of my back and we leave the room, I can't help but wonder what's going on.... Louis staying in Harrys room?? Maybe I'll ask him at dinner for now I need to focus on getting out of this hotel and to the car, I already having a feeling the press will be waiting.