I Don't Fall In Love

It was May. I was home from my sophomore year of college and I was jobless and bored as hell. I was job surfing when I stumbled across a hair styling assistant job for One Direction when they were going on their tour in North America. What the fuck. Might as well apply.


5. Not This Time

Harry's POV

"And then she said she wanted to take it slow,"I had just finished explaining the ins and outs of mine and Tess's date. They were all just staring at me.

"And you agreed?" Zayn questioned me. I just nodded my head in response.

"But Harry Styles doesn't do slow,"Niall pointed out.

"Yeah mate, by now you'd already have the girl in bed,"Louis remarked.

"I know!"I sighed as I ran my fingers through my hair,"but there something different about her. I can't even really explain it." 

I checked my phone for the 100th time. I texted Tess telling her we'd be leaving soon but she still hasn't answered.

"That's the 10th time you've checked your phone Haz, just call her,"Liam suggested. 

I took his suggestion and got up and dialed her number.

"Hello?" a very sleepy voice.

"Good morning sleeping beauty,it's time to rise and shine,"I chirped happily.

"What time is it?"Tess asked. I heard her get up from bed.

"20 minutes until we gotta leave, so hurry it up,doll,"I demanded and hung up the phone and laughed a little. 

Tess's POV

I groaned and rolled out of bed to get dressed. I still felt super drossy and I didn't feel like doing anything but fall back in bed and sleep. I changed into dark skinny jeans, brown boots, and a white razor back top. I tied the disaster that was my hair in a messy bun the top of my head and pulled the fly aways back with an elastic head band. As I slowly walked to the elevator I let a huge yawn. I felt like I could lay on the floor and pass the fuck out. 

"You look dead tired,love," Zayn  pointed out as we made our way to the cars. 

I just nodded and yawned again. The whole car ride my head was leaned against the door and I was trying my hardest to stay awake. I felt Harry's hand grave mine a few times. Since it seemed he didn't have the balls to do it, in intertwined our fingers together. 


"What do you guys say about having a movie night at mine?"Liam asked us as we made our ways down the hallway.

We all agreed and said we'd meet back at his place in 5. I changed into a pair of black spandex and my NAU sweatshirt. I was the last one to arrive at Liam's and the boys have made a sea of duvets and pillows. Niall had claimed the couch as he stretched out on it with bag of potato chips in his arms. It looked like Harry saved my spot next to him in the duvet ocean. I smiled a little to myself as I made my way to him. He looked up from his phone and moved over a little and I slip under the covers. He casually draped his arm around my shoulder and I sunk down a little and cuddled into his chest. Liam chose Toy Story, no surprise there. 

Halfway through the movie Harry decided to win back his cheeky title. His free hand landed on my thigh and slowly traveled up and down it. This caused goosebumps to erupt. 

"You're legs are so smooth," Harry whispered in my ear. 

This caused my breathing to hitch because of how close his lips were to my ear. His hand ran up my leg and under my sweatshirt and rested on my bare waist. His lips lightly skimmed over the side of my neck in the process. I couldn't move. My breathing became my shallow and I bit my lip, my eyes still on the screen. 

"Look at me,"Harry whispered roughly. 

I slowly turned my head to meet those perfect eyes. Those fucking eyes. Our noses were practically touching. My heart was beating I could swear everyone in the room could hear it. I saw him slowly start to lean closer. Not this time,Styles. I quickly turned my cheek so his lips met that inside of my lips. He quietly laughed and pecked my cheek. 

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