Audra is an aspiring dancer, and she gets the chance of a lifetime when One Direction's choreographer hires her as an assistant for the boys upcoming tour. But this may not only change her career.


10. A Genuine Guy

Audra's POV

I woke up to my head throbbing in pain. I sat up and put my head in my hands.

"Fuck." I groaned. I had certainly drank too much last night, so much that I didn't even remember how I got back to my flat. All I remembered was dancing with Harry and from that point everything was a blur. I slipped out of my bed as my adjusted to the sunlight that was streaming into my bedroom through the windows. I felt naseau in the pit of my stomach as I stood there for a second, and I suddenly ran out of my bedroom and to my bathroom. As I began throwing up, I heard footsteps but I was too sick to even care.

"Oh Audra." I heard a familiar husky voice say. It was Harry. Had he spent the night here? To help me? He kneeled down behind me and pulled my hair away from my face as he stroked my back with his other hand. I hated the fact that he was seeing me like this. It was horrid, but at the same time it made me realize how comfortable he was just being there for me. That thought alone made my heart flutter. "I'm going to find you some medicine and a glass of water." He reassured me when I finished throwing up. I just nodded. When he left, I quickly got up and brushed my teeth repeatedly. The last thing I needed was to have disgusting breath around Harry Styles. 

"Here you go, love." He said handing me a pill and glass as I leaned against the sink. "Better?" He asked with pure concern in his eyes after I swallowed the pill.

"I will be, thanks. Did you spend the night here?" I asked. I didn't mind, it was a sweet thing to do. Something I hadn't expected from someone like him, why would he waste his time taking care of me? I was just an assistant choreographer after all, not someone he should be worried about. But maybe Harry was sweeter than what people saw, I think he genuinely cares about people. And that's something that made my heart skip a beat.

"Yes, I did. I hope you don't mind. You were just very... tipsy. I thought I should just make sure you were okay." He said keeping his eyes away from me.

"No, I don't mind at all. Thank you, so much. It was very sweet of you." I smiled, and then I instantly had an idea on how to repay him. "Come on." I said grabbing his hand.

"Where are we going?" He laughed but still followed me.

"Did you treat yourself to breakfast?" I asked him and he shook his head. "Well on today's menu there will be eggs and toast. Unless that's just too plain for mister popstar." I grinned.

"Not at all, it would be very much appreciated by the popstar actually." He laughed. I nodded and began cooking for him and told him to go watch television as I got everything prepared. I almost felt like a wife making food for her husband. It was a good feeling though, I felt needed. Now feeling needed by Harry Styles... that was an even better feeling.

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