Harry and the Assistant

With One Direction's hactic and bizzar schedule, it's simply not possible to keep tabs of every interview, concert, and benefit that they must attend to. The band finally decides that it is time to get an assitant! But this is no ordinary assitant, and Harry senses this when she first steps her heel through the door. A certain chemistry forms between the two, which leads the two love birds to wonder, how long can they keep up this secret affair?


11. Until Tomorrow

I'm going to go on a date with Harry Styles....and I'm his assistant...wow

And wow was almost all that Bridget could think as she wrote today's plans in her agenda. Suddenly, Paul entered the room with a smile on his face. Even since Bridget started having these secret meetings with Harry, the thought of Paul startled her, let alone seeing him in person, causing her to jump a bit as he walked in.

"Can I talk to you about something Bridget...that is if your free to talk right now?"

"I'm free, what would you like to discuss Paul?", Bridget replied

"It's about Harry", Paul said

Oh no! What if he saw us last night....he didn't right? I mean, I'm pretty sure that we were alone the whole time...weren't we?

Bridget quickly swallowed her anxiety like an invisible pill on the verge from falling out of the tip of her shaken mouth.

If I continue to give him reasons of suspicion, then this will end before it was even started. I can't let Harry down. Most importantly, I can't let myself down...

"Sure Paul", she said trying to sound not too enthusiastic, but yet not too settle

"I just want to say how proud I am of the work you've been doing with Harry. For the past couple of weeks, I have seen him with nothing but just concentration and...and...happiness. I swear that boy hasn't smiled like that in a while. Not to say, of course, that he doesn't smile...I'm getting off topic...okay, the point is, keep up the good work, and we just may have you here for a while", he concluded

Great, my boss is proud of me, and I can't even feel good about it. He doesn't know how I've been lying to him, deceiving him. I feel so guilty, but why does being with Harry, well not technically with him, feel so right?

She tried her best to smile and thank Paul, but it just seemed too difficult to.  Being raised to be completely honest all the time, well, it's just not easy for her to lie.

"Thank you...so much Paul", she managed to say and trying her best to smile

Later That Day...

Bridget stood there watching the boys at their autograph signing in the UK. So many fans, over hundreds including paparazzi, camera crew, and security, stood around the boys. Their faces were completely covered to the point where Bridget could barley see them. That was the first day that Bridget truly realized how famous One Direction was...

Fans falling out from left and right. Some girls singing, crying, chanting, laughing. I just don't get it. I mean I have favorite singers too, and sure I would be excited, but I would never have this type of reaction. Maybe I just don't see what they do.

She noticed how the girl fans particularly acted around Harry. How they looked at with him absolute love in their eyes, and how he returned that look with a dazzling smile.

How is Harry just able to do this to girls? Have this power over them. I'm nothing like them right? I mean, he doesn't make me nervous to this point. I have way more complete control over myself  than them.

And with every fan, Harry made that girl feel so special. Not just him, but also Niall, Louis, Liam, and Zayn. And despite the fact that most of the members were taken, they still managed to look like they could do no wrong in everyone's eye sight.

Instead of sleeping on the bus, a hotel room was rented for everyone at the UK Inn . The reason being that they would have a week long break before they resumed the tour. When Paul approached the counter to pay for everyone's hotel rooms, Harry stopped him.

"I got this one Paul", Harry said with a smile

"Really, are you sure", Paul asked

"I'm sure", he replied

Bridget, hearing the conversation from afar, was shocked.

What! He's paying for my room too? were in one of the most expensive hotels in London. How could he do that?

Her phone then vibrated with a text from Harry stating:

Truth to be told, the only room I wanted to pay for was yours and mine. But I didn't wanna give Paul any reason to be suspicious. This was the only way I knew how to do it.

I quickly looked up from my phone and across the room to find Harry staring at me. I mouthed Thank you to him, and he replied with a nod and a smile

Bridget left the rest of the band downstairs to handle billing arrangements. She also got the okay from Paul that she could go upstairs and unpack. After receiving her room key from the manager, she struggled to gather her three suit cases in her hands, so she could begin to carry them to the elevator staring at her further away from down the hotel lot. She was interrupted in thought of this task by another text from her vibrating phone.

Another text from Harry...

Leave your suit cases down here, I wouldn't want you to carry them up the stairs by yourself like that.

Bridget looked at Harry for yet another time, in which he winked at her.

Okay, well I guess I'll just leave my things here

Bridget began to walk a fast paste across the lobby after seeing the confusing expression Paul left on his face when she left her belongings stranded in the middle of the hotel. Looking on her key card, she read the numbers 404. The elevator ride didn't take that long. She stepped out of the elevator and took inventory of the large hallway that would eventually lead to her room. The golden carpet, the paintings of the English monarchy, and the cleanliness took her breath away. She had never been in a hotel so big and amazing in her entire life. When she finally got to her room, she took one more last look at the hallway and slid her key into the silver slot. After the slot lit up with a lime color green, she heard the clicking noise indicating for her to hold the door nob down and enter.

For the time being, in the lobby, Harry stood at the counter suddenly feeling bored and having the sudden urge to go see Bridget.

"Niall...I have uhm...to go to the bathroom", Harry said trying to quickly find an excuse

"Is Bridget in this supposed bathroom?!", Louis intruded with laughter

Paul, hearing Louis's comment, looked at Harry sternly.

"No, I just need to go to the bathroom", Harry replied through clenched teeth and a sudden red face

"Relax Harry, I'm teasing you", Louis said noticing Harry's anger.

"I know lad, I'm sorry", Harry said placing his hand on Louis's shoulder and feeling guilty. "I...I just have to go"

And with that, Harry escaped the lobby leaving Paul, Liam, Zayn, Louis, and Niall puzzled. He then hid behind the walls of the hotel lobby, and took Bridget's suitcases with him when he saw no one was looking.

Meanwhile, on the fourth floor, Bridget entered the room looking down, but when she noticed the golden tiles engraved in the ground, she slowly lifted her head up, and dropped the room key down to the floor in amazement. The walls were made out of pure gold, and the ceiling seemed as though it reached to the top of the heavens. She turned to the right and saw a large king sized bed with five large pillows and a silver comforter set. Staring in front of her was a large Jacuzzi set with statues of marble angles playing the harp. The sounds of waterfalls were heard as the angles exuded steamy water from the harps and unto the magnificently large tub. She turned to her left and saw a bathroom which held an enormous see through shower stand with a golden sink and bathroom.

He paid for all of this...for me

"Lovely isn't  it?", she heard a voice say from behind her

She hadn't realized she left the door to her room open until she turned around and saw Harry leaning against the door wearing black jeans and a ripped sleeveless top with a picture of the beetles. He stood there with her suitcases by his side, and his hair was fixed perfectly on his head. He looked heavenly from this lighting; Bridget noticed this.

"Harry...I have never seen a room look so beautiful like this", she said hearing her voice echo a bit off the walls. "How...how were you able to pay for all of this?"

"Money isn't a problem", he said walking towards her. "I wanted you to have a really nice room,  so I figured you would love this"

She sat on the bed still staring at the room. Too amazed by him, by this room, and by all of the beauty to even breathe an edge of a word. This all seemed so unreal to her.

Harry went back to the frame of the door to gather her suit cases, and Bridget quickly joined him. He looked at her confused.

"What?", she asked with a smile

"I said I would handle your belongings", he said. "Why are you helping me?", he asked.

Before answering his question, Bridget grabbed two thirds of the bags, while Harry looked baffled closing the door, and carrying only one as they walked to the tall night stand dressers laying the suitcases down. Bridget sat on the bed and Harry sat next to her.

"Harry, you have to realize that I'm not a helpless girl. I can do a lot of things for myself. Carrying a couple of suitcases...isn't really a problem. Besides, that's what bell hops do", she said

Harry began to laugh

"I only did it because I was trying to be a gentlemen. And you are the first girl I have met to actually want to not depend on me all the time"

"Harry, we really just meant. I'm not really trying to speed into things so fast. I don't have to start depending on you to do more things for me....at least not yet" she said laughing

Harry stared in amazement at Bridget's face

Her long golden hair...those brown hazel eyes...that equisite British laugh...those structured bright shining teeth held in that wondrous big smile.

"Harry?", Bridget asked wondering if he was okay

"I'm sorry...I just get so caught up in your beauty that...I can't even think. I'm just lost for words", he said in awe

Bridget kissed him on the cheek

"Thanks Harry, for everything", she said

Wow, did I really just kiss him.?..but it was only on the cheek, so I suppose it's okay

Harry took her hand in his, and they had a moment where they just stared at each other. She just sat there looking at him smiling and thinking.

I don't want to let myself fall in too deep

Harry looked into her eyes and saw her fear swimming deep in the depths of her soul

She's afraid of falling in love...isn't she?

Starting to feel a bit uncomfortable with the silence, Bridget was the first to talk

"So uhm....when are we going on this date?", she asked

"I was thinking tomorrow would be fine. Wear something stunning, and that's all I can tell you for now", he said pulling her into his arms.

He felt so warm...and I felt so weak just having those arms wrapped around me. I looked up into his eyes once more, trying to find an answer as to how he could have this captivity over me

Harry leaned in, ready to kiss Bridget, when his phone suddenly rung. Groaning with frustration and disappointment, he sighed looking at the called ID. The phone reported that Paul was calling

"Hello?", Harry said trying not to sound too angry

"Harry, where are you?! Have you forgotten about your room key and all of your other responsibilities down here? Come down here immediately!!", Paul said hanging up the phone

Harry sat there wondering how Paul could possibly sound so angry

I paid for his room...and I'm the one who has to give up a sacred moment with one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen in my life, but yet he is angry?

"You better go", Bridget said trying to smile and not show the disappointment on her face

Harry, not letting go of Bridget's hand walked her to the door, pulled her into his arms once more, and passionately kissed her

"Until tomorrow my dear", Harry said whispering then exiting the room

Bridget stood there at the empty door, and became too weak in the knees to stand any longer. See knew the power of Harry's  affection was the only thing holding her up

Until tomorrow Harry...








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