Harry Please.

Part 7

SKYE'S POV: We pulled up to the hotel and there was a huge crowd of girls yelling and singing One Thing. Before we got out of the car, I put my head back on the head rest, trying to take it all in. The bus pulled into the parking lot, and that's when we got out and headed straight for the boys hopping out of their bus. There were security guards standing in the way, but Haz had recognized me. He ran up to me, grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. He isn't say  anything to me, and I didn't say anything to him... He just smiled and my knees grew weak when I looked into his eyes. He lead me into the hotel, followed by Niall and Liam talking to Madi, and then Zayn and Louis. Reaching the lobby, Harry turned around to everyone, "ermm.. You guys wait here. Skye and I will be back in a few minutes.." he said and lead us to the elevator. He pushed floor 17, and the doors slowly closed. He finally let go of my hand and I let out a deep breath. "So did you enjoy the concert?" Harry asked me. "Yeah, easily the best day of my life. ESPECIALLY when you had thousands of people sing me happy birthday," I said sarcastically, giving him wide eyes and a small giggle. He blushed a little, "well I had to give a beautiful girl the birthday she deserves.." "he look on the bright side.. At least you didn't pull me up on stage too! I would have killed you," I laughed.. He started laughing too and couldn't help but look up at the ceiling.. "I wonder if the audience would have gotten as much of a laugh out of your shirt as I have!" he was still laughing, and I looked down realizing I still had my 'HARRY PLEASE.' shirt on. Well this is embarrassing. "ummm...yeah...this is embarrassing.." I said, throwing my hand up to my face, trying to hide my blush. "No, No! I think it's cute," he chuckled, grabbing my hand to take it away from my face. We finally reached his floor and I followed him to his room. "What are we doing?" I was wondering why he wanted me to come with him. "I'm changing my shirt. But I didn't want to come alone.. And I just can't get enough of you." he said, putting the key in the door and not even looking at me. Entering the room, I was overwhelmed with how big it was; definitely suitable for a popstar. He automatically threw his shirt off, revealing his torso that I have only seen in pictures. It was even more magical in person. I was staring and I didn't realize it until he laughed while putting a clean white shirt over his head, "Wot?!" why do I keep embarrassing myself? "oh nothing.." and i looked away. Shortly after, he grabbed my hand again, leading me back downstairs to the lobby where everyone was waiting on us.