Ultimate [Harry Styles]

Seventeen year old Rachel goes to London with her Uncle on a business trip for a month. Mainly because she's always wanted to go to the beautiful city. Also for experience in the business world since she'll be graduating. But maybe also to meet a guy. She gets to stay in a massive hotel suite with her Uncle, what if she runs down to a small grocery store by the hotel to get some goodies for her Uncle and herself when she runs into someone.
Harry Styles is one of the five boys in the biggest boy band in the world. The boys haven't had a summer off in three years, due to touring. So management decided to give the boys three months off to relax. How is he going to enjoy that time off? Read this love story to find out! .xx


7. Chapter 7 - The Hotel

I use the key-card to open the door to my massive hotel suite.  It's only around 11:00 p.m. but my Uncle is already in bed since he has work early in the morning.

I flip the lights on in the main room and throw my bag on the island counter.  

"So what do you want to do?" Harry asks me in his deep voice.

'Uhm." I say trying to think of something.

"Oh!  We could watch a movie!" I say. "There's a red-box down in the lobby!"

"I love films!  I'll go down and get one!" He says.

"Alright!" I say.  I can change out of these tight leather jeans while he's gone. Ugh finally.

While he opens the door to leave, he turns around facing me sitting on the counter.

"Don't miss me too much!" He exclaims winking at me then disappearing behind the door.

"Don't worry, Curly!  I think I'll manage!" I yell back at him.  I hear him chuckle.

I smile before jumping off the counter and running into my room.  I manage to trip over my bed and flip onto the floor while trying to take my heels off.  Jeez.

I recover and walk into the bathroom.  The tiles cold on my bare feet.  I grab my contacts container and pop my contacts out and put on my glasses.  I call them the nerd glasses because they're kind of big for my face and they're black.  I walk back out of the bathroom into my amazing closet.  This ones way better than the one I have at home!  I grab some back yoga pants that go a bit under the knee and a championship volleyball club shirt from this year.  I don't know maybe Harry will be impressed about my volleyball skills.  Hahah I doubt it.  

This may sound fucking stupid, but it's weird.  Every time Harry will touch me, like our hands brush or in the club, for example, when he put his arm around my waist, I feel sparks.  Not like actual sparks but like tingles up my arm.  Call me crazy, i don't know.  He's just so cute.  Why the hell is he hanging out with me, like seriously.  What did I do to deserve this?

Before Harry comes up, I decide to go grab a pair of Gary's grey sweatpants.  So Harry can be comfortable while watching the movie.  

I slip in and successfully find a pair of sweatpants for Harry without waking Gary.  When I walk out into the main room I find Harry walking into the suite carrying a movie.

"So I had it narrowed down to either 'The Notebook' or 'Bridesmaids' and there was a line forming behind me, and I didn't feel like crying so I chose Bridesmaids." He says while looking down at the movie.

"Wow, nice choices.  You like chick-flicks?" I ask giggling a bit.

"Maybe.." He says blushing a bit.

"Awwwwwh! Is Harreh blushing?!" I say teasing him.

"No! Shut up!" He says trying not to laugh.  "You know, I love your glasses" He whispers walking over and getting really close to me.

He wraps his arms around my waist. "You look like a sexy nerd." He whispers, our foreheads touching.

"Thanks." I say awkwardly, pulling away and grabbing the gray sweatpants. "I got you some sweats if you wanted to change out of your tights."  I say laughing.

"Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy They're jeans, Missy." He says laughing.  "You better run.  Are you ticklish?" He asks while stepping towards me.

"Oh shit!" I screams, darting away from him.  I dive over the couch, him right on my heels.  Damn he's fast.. Nah I'm probably just slow.  He catches me and throws me over his shoulder.

"Put meee downnn!" I yell wiggling around.  Trying to make this as uncomfortable for him as possible since my ass is in his face.

"Not until you apologize!" He exclaims, running around with me.

"Harold Styles put me down!" I exclaim.

"Nope!" He says spinning us in circles.

"Okaaay!  Okay!  I'm sorry!  I'm so sorry Hazzabear!  Pweaze put me down!  As much as I enjoy being this close to your ass I'd really like to be put down!" I yell.

He starts laughing, shaking his ass in my face.  

"Come on!  I apologized!"  I pleaded.

"Ugh, fine!" He says, pulling me back over his shoulder and in front of him. "I'll go change." He says going into the bathroom.

I grab the movie and put it into the DVD player in the hotel room.  Harry comes out seconds later, placing his folded jeans and blazer on the counter.  He walks over to the couch plopping down of the couch.  The sweat pants hanging low on his hips and his white v-neck looking fine.  I sit on the couch beside him with the remote, pressing play once the movie goes to the menu.  

The movie is hilarious, as usual, but my focus was mostly on Harry.  We talked a lot during the movie.  He would slyly inch closer to me, which I thought was really cute.  Harry started playing with my hand, and eventually laced his fingers with mine.  His thumb gently rubbing my hand.

I smiled slightly to myself.  It feels good to have someone hold my hand, it's been a while.  Wow ever since Zac.  Ew, why did I ever date him, he was such a douche.

"Rachel?" Harry says waving a massive hand in my face.

"What?" I ask, diverting my attention to the luscious boy sitting beside me. 

"You had your thinking face on." He says slightly laughing at me.

"Oh sorry." I say laughing a bit.

Too soon, actually, the movie ended.  I got up, put it in the case, and handed it to Harry.

"Thank you." He says.  I sit back down next to him since he didn't get up.  "So, do you want to hang out tomorrow?" He asks.

"I'd love to!" I say grinning at him.

"Okay, we could go to the London Eye, and go to all the shops." He suggests shrugging.

"Oh my gosh! Really?!" I exclaim excitedly.

"Yeah sure! Can I come get you around 11:30? We could grab some lunch then shop around." He asks smiling.

"11:30 sounds great!" I say while throwing my arms around this neck. "Thank you sooo much for this Harry! You're the best!" I pull back from our hug and put my hands on his cheeks and lean in and kiss him.

Holy Shit.  His lips are so soft and perfect.  Fireworks are sparking in my stomach.  This kiss is perfection.  He kisses back, lips pressing to mine.  Jesus, I shouldn't be kissing him.  His lips should be illegal.

I pull back quickly.  What just happened.  Why the hell did I do that?  Now its awkward.  Dammit.  He looks surprised, then changes to happiness, then to confusion.  I think.

"I'm really sorry." I say quietly.

"No, it's fine." He smiles at me.

"So, I'll see you tomorrow?" I say, trying to break the awkwardness. 

"Yeah! I'll pick you up at 11:30." He says, getting up and grabbing his jeans and phone and heading to the door.

"Harry-" I say.

He turns around and locks eyes with me.  

"I don't want you to go." I say.

"Oh.. Okay." He says sitting his things back down and walking towards me.

"Look I don't want that kiss to make things awkward between us.." I say looking down at my hands in my lap.

"Me neither." He says in a low voice, sitting down beside me on the couch.

"Lets just forget about it." I suggest.

"Alright." He says. "Wanna take a picture for twitter and instagram?" He asks.

I giggle. Of course he's obsessed with that shit. 

"Sure." I say as he unlocks his phone.

He grabs my waist pulling me onto his lap.

"W-What are you doing." I say surprised he'd just grab me like that.

"We're gunna take a picture! We have to have a great pose!" He exclaims like I'm stupid.

"Oh gosh." I say.

He puts his head on my shoulder and wraps his arms around my torso.  I hold his phone out in front of us and switch the camera so its facing us.  I position the phone so the both of us are in it.

"Okay, We're just smiling right?" I ask.

"We'll take two.  The first smiling then the second silly." He says.

"Okay." I say.

We both smile and I snap the picture.  The I stick out my tongue for the second one and Harry surprisingly kisses my cheek.  Causing my expression to turn into suprise, no longer sticking my tongue out.  I clicked the picure and he pulls back from his kiss to my cheek.  We look through the pictures.

"Hahah this ones really cute!" I say looking at the one where hes kissing my cheek.

"I like both of them!" He says grinning.

"Which one are you putting on twitter?" I ask.

"I'll put the second one we took on twitter and the one we're smiling in on instagram." He says.

"Hahah okay." I say giving his phone back to him.

He uploads the pictures on the two apps. 

"Whats your twitter name?" He asks.

"Uhm @Rachel_Klein5" I answer. (A/N: That's my real twitter! Follow me!:)

"Awesome." He says.

Seconds later my phone vibrates in my pocket.  I stand up, pull it out and unlock it to look at the tweet.

1  mention from twitter:

@Harry_Styles: Had a wonderful night with my new beautiful best friend @Rachel_Klein5 twit.picjdd.58f//he.dhb.com

I viewed the picture and sure enough it was him kissing my cheek.  Holy fucking god.  Harry Styles tweeted me and we just hung out and wow.  Wait until my friends see this tweet.  I favourite the tweet and lock my iPhone.

"Awh Harreh! I had a wonderful night too!" I say hugging him.  He stands up suring the hug and lifts me off the ground.  He starts spinning us around.

"Ahhhh!" I scream. "What's with you picking me up all the time?!" I ask.

He sits me down dizzily.

"Hahah I don't know! You're just so cute!" He says.

"I'm 5'10.  I've never been cute in my entire life." I tell him.

He leans down a bit  to touch our foreheads together.

"Well you're cute to me." He says quietly.

I bite my lip, blushing slightly.  Do you know how hard it is to be this close to Harry Styles and not blush.  Especially when he compliments you.  My stomach is exploding in around round of butterflies.

 He steps back. 

"Well I should be going." He says.

He grabs his things and I follow him to the door.  He opens the door and turns to me.

"I had fun tonight." He says.

"Me too." I say, breaking into a smile.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He says before leaning down to kiss my cheek, and walking out the door.

I stand in the hall, watching his perfect body glide down the hall towards the elevators.  He turns around locking eyes with me and winks before vanishing behind the corner.


Hey! Sorry for not updating sooner. And sorry for any typos. I was on vacation for a  week to New York and got back yesterday but today I managed to finish this update!

I super pissed because Harry and I were both walking around New York at the same time Monday morning and I didnt see him at all. And I guess he was in central park hitting on girs with lyrics from their songs and I wasn't there.  Oh and also I was reading a story on wattpad and a author note asked if anyone knew if the boys were staying by this hotel by central park and im pissed because I could have found this hotel. 

I just had a terrible time with One Direction and New York. :(





You guys all probably throught Rachel and HArry were gunna do the naughty in that hotel.

Uhm no... not yet;) 

LOLL ive revealed TOO MUCH. 

Comment, Vote, Fan. PLease leave feedback I need to know if you guys actually like my fanfic!

I love you guys so much! Byeee! .xx


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