My Senior Year Abroad [Harry Styles Fanfic]

Chapter 12

SONG OF THE CHAPTER: FALLING FOR YOU BY COLBIE CAILLAT
http://youtu.be/IAGbVoG6VqQ

RILEY'S POV

After walking down the hall, Harry led me to a bedroom. Opening the door to the room, he went straight in and stopped in front of what appeared to be a very large closet. He pushed a few pieces of clothing down the rack in search of something before grabbing a jacket and handing it to me. He stared at me with an amused expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" I hadn't even realized I had had my eyebrows furrowed, prompting him to find out what I was thinking.

"Is this Niall's room?" I looked around, surprised at how neat it looked compared to other guys rooms. It looked a lot like my oldest brother Kaleb's room, everything put in place and tidied up. Even his bed was made. A rare sight for a boy's bedroom.

"Yeah, why?"

"Won't he mind us going through his stuff?" I looked down at the jacket Harry had handed to me.

He shook his head.

"Well wouldn't he care if we used his stuff without asking?" He shook his head again and I could tell by the look on his face he was trying to be patient with me and my interrogations.

"No, he's drunk. And even if he wasn't drunk, he still wouldn't care." He chuckled and returned his attention to the closet and grabbed another jacket off the hanger before slipping it on. After zipping it up he turned around and raised his eyebrows. "Do you want to be cold Riley?" I met his eyes as I slowly shook my head. 

I took the jacket off the hanger and handed it to him before slipping it on. He smiled and hung the hanger back in the closet before walking towards the door and I followed him out and down the hall.

By this time the game had gone into overtime, and everyone's eyes were still glued to the TV.

"Hey, we're gonna go for a walk" Harry announced as we walked into the room. 

Everyone's attention turned to us for just a brief second. Gabbie made eye contact with Harry before looking at me and grinning and raising her eyebrows suggestively. I shook my head and rolled my eyes, knowing exactly what her facial expression had meant. I then looked over at Louis who was also smirking slightly.

"Can you guys get some more caramel corn while you're out?" Niall asked, his focus back on the game.

"Sure, no problem" Harry answered him, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the door. His hands fully enveloped mine and I could feel the cold metal of his rings. I tore my eyes from Louis's devilish smirk and followed Harry out of the door.

Once outside, the cold London air immediately made my nose freeze and because there was no wind, I felt like we had just walked into a giant freezer. 

Harry released my hand as we began walking down the sidewalk towards bright lights in the distance. I didn't think we really had a destination in mind being that both Harry and I had no idea what this area had to offer, but the lights ahead looked promising.

There were quite a few people out, some walking their dogs, looking extremely unhappy as they waited for their pet to tend to its business on such a chilly night. There was a couple that walked past, stumbling as if they had had too much to drink and were heading home. Behind them was an older man, surveying the surroundings and looking a bit flustered. 

He made eye contact with me and I smiled slightly, which seemed to encourage him approach us.

"Um, excuse me madame" he spoke in a think French accent once he was close enough. He stood in front of us and I looked at Harry. He must have not been paying attention to the people around us because he looked surprised by the man's sudden appearance.