Friends With Benefits (Completed)

Holly Winters is an 18- year old make up artist. And still a virgin. But when she starts working for One Direction and she gets caught up with Harry Styles, a handsome and seducing guy, she realizes that she likes him when it comes to "benefits", and when they arrange a deal that can change their lives forever, how will they overcome it?


18. Chapter Eighteen

I blinked a multiple times before I realized that the boys wanted me to sing in their concert tonight.

“But, why me?” I ask, wondering. I held tight on the script and scanned my parts.

“Because you and Harry sound good together!” Louis explains.

I roll my eyes. “Fine. But why A Thousand Years? Guys, me and Harry are obviously not in love!” I look at Harry for agreement but instead, I see hurt in his eyes.

I turn away from him and looked down at the ground feeling stupid. I forgot about his confession on the beach. Damn it. “Fine. We’ll sing.” I clarify. They all cheer with happiness and Harry smiled but his eyes cannot hide his sadness. I’m sorry Harry! I thought to myself. I groan instead and walked away toward any vacant room to practice my lines.

“Louis! I said stay still!” I shout, getting pissed. I had been fixing Louis’ for almost an hour now and I can’t fix it properly with him moving and moving. He sensed my annoyance and stayed still while Niall whistled low that I was already mad.

When Louis was done, I pushed him off the chair and gestured Harry to go next. Harry was the last one and he followed, sitting down on the chair. Louis giggled, probably enjoying my annoyance and skipped away, grabbing Liam, Niall and Zayn out of the room, locking the door as well. I knew that they were just outside because me and Harry could hear their giggles and I sighed, grabbing a curling iron.

“Chill down, Holly.” He says. I didn’t answer instead I plugged the curling iron and when he saw it, he gaped. “You’re curling my hair?”


“But it’s already curly!” he fights.

“I know that, Harold! I just have to fix the curls!” I grab some mousse and placed them on Harry’s hair. I curl his hair after and when I curled the last strand, he grabs my wrist.

“Hey, just please cool down.” He begs. He quickly kisses my lips and pulls away, leaving the room.

I slide down to the floor and touched my lips and smiled. How can he control me that much? I felt like I was sired to him.

“Good Evening Las Vegas!” Liam shouts as they stepped out after the countdown. Everyone shouts and some faints while the boys continue to their act. They sing Live While We’re Young first and my performance with Harry was 4 more songs away. I felt something inside me get nervous but when Harry looks back and met my gaze, he smiles and the butterflies left.

“We also want to say that Lou will be out for months so this concert is all about her!” Zayn shouts. Everyone cheers again and I continue to watch. When it was Zayn’s part, he changed some of the lyrics to “Don’t let the bitches steal your phone”. Instead of “Don’t let the pictures leave your phone” and I silently laugh. I continue to watch their amazing concert until Harry says that it was our turn to sing. He walks toward backstage and grabs me.

In a blink of an eye, I was in center stage, in front of a thousand people. I take a deep breath and…..

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