Chapter Two
It had been a week since we hung out with One Direction. According to Harry's Twitter they were terribly busy. It was a rainy day in London. Katie and I were sitting in the suite bored out of our minds. I had just showered and put on a black t-shirt dress, silver Toms, silver chain with a diamond encrusted cross, and pulled my hair into a ponytail. My bang hung in waves across the left part of my forehead. I went to sit in the cream, cushioned, arm chair to lotion my coffee with cream colored skin. There was a knock on the door.
"It's open," Katie called from the sofa too lazy to get up.
"I could have been a rapist you know," Harry informed us as he entered with Niall and Zayn. eHeHHHe was wearing black skinny jeans, gray t-shirt, and an open blue flannel shirt. He also had on a gray beanie with black Converse. I quickly lotion my legs and tried to be casual.
"Surprise to see you here," I admitted. Harry shrugged and sat on the couch at the end closest to me. Zayn sat beside him in khakis, a black v neck, and black boots. Niall sat where Katie had been in a white t-shirt, Transformers snapback, baggy jeans, and gray Supras. Hey where's Katie? I wondered as they settled in like it was normal.
"How did you find out what room we were in?" I asked crossing my legs subconsciously.
"Front desk," Harry answered. He smiled. It was almost like he was flirting with me. Suddenly Katie entered in skinny jeans, comic Converse, and a black t-shirt. Her hair was perfectly straightened. She sat in the brown leather chair near Niall. I face palmed and shook my head. Her crush for the special snowflake couldn't be more obvious.
"Hey guys," she greeted our guests casually and began to stroll on her iPhone. Niall smiled at her.
"What do you want to do today?" Harry asked turning his attention back to me. His eyes were so captivating. I motioned towards the window behind him.
"It's kind of raining outside," I pointed out.
"That makes it all the better," Zayn added as he stood. "Come on," he waved me forward. Niall stood as well grabbing Katie's hand.
"What…" I started in confusion. Harry stood as well and pulled me up. He dragged me out of the room. Zayn led the way. They obviously had a plan.
"Where are we going?" I asked as we stepped out of the hotel. There was black Range Rover parked out front. Harry went to the right driver's side door. Suddenly, Zayn slung me over his shoulder and tossed me in the backseat. Katie and Niall got in as well.
"Onward," Zayn called pointing forward as if we were in a Greek war. Harry pulled away. "We're off to see the wizard."
I looked at Katie, "Do you not find this odd?"
She shrugged, "Just go with it." That's what she seemed to be doing. I just wasn't that happy go lucky with people I hardly knew. It didn't matter that they were members of my all-time favorite boy band.
"We're here," Harry sang as we pulled up to an obvious tourist attraction. We all got out of the car.
"The London Eye?" I asked slowly. "It's raining; won't that mess with the view?"
"Just go with it Justice," Zayn encouraged pushing me towards Harry. I was surprised that he had touched me twice in one day. My crush on Zayn was still there. We walked towards the entrance. After waiting for a few minutes, we got a pod. Inside Katie whipped out her camera and began to snap pictures. I think she got more of her and Niall than anyone us. The pod stopped at the top of the wheel.
"Wow," I breathed as I leaned against the window. Harry was standing beside me.
"Beautiful isn't it?" his voice was low. I nodded and looked at him. His hand slid closer to mine on the frame. The way he looked at me. It was as if he was trying to read my mind through my dark chocolate eyes. Shyly I smiled. Maybe Harry Styles did like me. Perhaps Katie wasn't delirious.
London with Harry, Niall, and Zayn was fun. We saw a lot of interesting things. At one point Zayn thought it would be funny to enter a café filled with a bunch of teenage girls. Their reactions were priceless until they prepared to mob. We had to run as fast as we could to get away. The screams could be heard behind us.
"Harry! Zayn! Niall!" the fans called, but we kept running.
"Great idea genius," I huffed as we came to a stop in an alley.
Zayn shook his head out of breath, "I didn't know they would mob us."
"Hello, you're One freaking Direction," Katie reminded him.
"Fuck man. I'm tired." Niall breathed as he worked to catch his breath.
"My car is," Harry stopped talking and looked around. "My car is back there." He pointed to where the crowd of girls was waiting.
I clutched my side, "I'm not going back there."
"Me either," Katie added with wide eyes.
"I'm going to die!" Zayn panicked.
You did it mate," Niall reminded him.
"Be a fearless bastard," Harry placed his hands on his friend's shoulders. Zayn nodded and peeped around the corner. He took a deep breath before taking a small step forward. He motioned for us to follow him. Harry grabbed my hand and pulled me forward. The screaming girls crowded on the corner. Zayn smiled and waved some before pushing his way through. Harry waved with his free hand and pulled me through the chaos. I was pretty sure that Niall and Katie were close behind.
"Oh my God am I dead?" I heard her ask hysterically. "Oh my God Niall am I dead? I'm dead aren't I?" She was frantic and from the look on Niall's face so was he.
"Harry can I have a picture?" a brunette fan asked. He nodded and stopped walking. He angled himself so that he could pose with her and keep hold of my hand. Without warning Zayn wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me away.
"Someone get a picture of me and Justice. She's an American." He called and of course people listened. I forced a smile onto my face until Zayn pulled me through the crowd. When we got back to Harry's car Zayn passed my hand off to him. "You should keep up with her. She almost got lost in the crowd." Zayn got in the car.
Harry opened the back passenger door for me. There was a smile on his face. I returned it.
The five of us went to eat. It was a lot calmer than being on the streets. Afterwards we went back to the hotel. Niall and Zayn argued over the remote. I went to sit at the table to check my Twitter. I pulled out my laptop. Just as my home screen loaded Harry sat beside me. His eyes widened at the picture of him in a white t-shirt and beanie on my background. It only stayed a minute before a picture of Zayn in glasses appeared.
"Um…" I said awkwardly.
Harry chuckled, "Does it do that with all of the other guys?"
After thirty minutes I was finish on Twitter. I closed out of the internet browser and to my luck there was a 'Zarry' picture now as my background.
"Hey Zayn come have a look," Harry called. I tried to close my laptop, but he grabbed it and met Zayn. Zayn looked back at me warily. Niall burst into laughter.
"Okay let's not make fun of the American," I said taking back my laptop.
"You see Justice has a crush on Zayn and Harry or she did before we came here," Katie explained.
"Really?" I shook my head at her. "You just love to put my secrets out there."
"Wait you like both of them?" Niall asked. "What if they both liked you?"
"I use to like both of them," I answered. "It's a fan girl thing."
"So who do you like now?" Harry questioned sitting on the sofa.
Zayn nodded, "Now I'm curious."
"I, um," I folded my arms. "Can we just change the subject?" I sat back at the table pouting with folded arms.
"Oh no the infamous pout," Katie mockingly gasped.
"You're a pouter?" Harry asked.
"She's a serial pouter," Katie answered.
I stood up, "I'm going to take a nap," I announced in annoyance. As I got comfortable on the bed, Harry entered. "Did you come to tease me more?"
"No love," he sat on the foot of the bed. "You are quite curious."
I sat up, "How so?"
"I'm not sure yet," Harry admitted. "Is there anything else embarrassing that I should know about you?"
I shrugged, "There are videos of me singing and dancing on YouTube, but they're no good."
"You're a singer?" he scooted closer to me.
"Not really. Katie has the true voice. We want to start a girl group, but she'll carry it."
"Sing for me." He looked at me in anticipation.
"That's not going to happen," I clutched a white pillow.
Harry reached for my hand, "Please."
I sighed, "Katy Perry's on replay. She's on replay. DJ got the floor to shake. The floor shake. People going all the way. Yeah all the way. I'm still wide awake. I wanna stay up all night and jump around until we see the sun. I wanna stay up all night and find a boy and tell him he's the one. Hold on to the feeling and don't let it go. 'Cause we got the floor now get out of control. I wanna stay up all night and do it all with you."
"You have a unique voice," Harry complimented me. I looked down. He lifted my chin and looked directly into my eyes. My breath caught in my throat. I was ready to pull away when his lips were suddenly touching mine. I melted. This had to be a dream. There was no way that I, Justice Neloms, was being kissed by Harry Styles.
We went back into the main room and were surprise to find that Louis and Liam had appeared as well. Katie was as giddy as a school girl.
"Now that you are all here I have a serious question," she announced as Harry and I sat on the sofa. They all looked at her curiously. "If you could be any Disney princess who would you be and why?"
Unfortunately I was sandwiched between Harry and Liam and they were discussing their answer.
"Does it have to be an original princess?" Louis questioned from the leather chair. Katie nodded in response. She was leaning against the wall by the chair Niall sat in.
"Crap," Harry muttered. He seemed to be deep in thought. Actually they all did.
"I would be Snow White, because she knows how to cook." Niall answered. We all laughed in response.
It almost felt natural hanging out with them; as if we had all known each other for several years. They were down to Earth. Louis was the pure entertainment source.
"Hey let's go knock on doors and see how many fans are here," Louis suggested. He walked towards the door. Niall and Zayn followed eagerly.
"Guys no," Liam cautioned.
"Have some fun Daddy Directioner," Niall encouraged as they headed into the hallway.
"Harry," Louis called. Harry stood and joined. Katie and I exchanged a look.
"Guys this sounds a lot like the café thing," Katie reminded them.
Liam stood, "Might as well join." I shrugged and pulled out my phone to record it. The first door was a success. A teenage girl answered and screamed her head off. When she reached tears the boys hugged her one by one. I got the whole thing on camera and posted it on my Facebook.
Justice Quin: One Direction surprising fans on a random day. h39v90
They all left around nine o'clock. I woke up in the morning to Harry standing on my bed with Niall sitting at the foot with his guitar and Louis holding silver pot lids.
"Wake up," Harry shouted and started jumping. Louis banged the lids together and Niall played his guitar badly.
"Wake up Justice," they sang loudly and off key. Katie was standing in the doorway recording. Liam and Zayn were behind her. I pushed the covers off of me and charged towards Katie. She ran away.
"I'm going to choke you," I yelled. She ran out of the room. I folded my arms and walked back into my room. "Well I have to shower now so out." I pointed at the door and they filed out of my room. After I was showered I dressed in a belted lace floral skirt, orange-brown shell, and orange-brown wedges. My hair was curly from getting wet in the shower so I threw on a white headband with a pink bow. I put on eyeliner and lip gloss before entering the main room. Katie and the boys were sitting down talking and watching TV.
"Look who is finally ready," Katie announced.
"We've been waiting on you," Louis informed me.
"You take a long time to get ready," Liam added.
"I'm hungry," Niall announced randomly.
We went to the small restaurant at the corner of the street. We ate peacefully taking up three tables. The staff didn't seem to mind, probably because it was One Direction after all. After eating Louis invited us over. It was weird, but we accepted the invitation. When we got there Louis decided we should play Dance Central 3 on the Kinect.
"I don't dance," Katie said bowing out of yet another activity.
"You did when we played in the fifth floor lobby on campus," I reminded her.
"Do you dance?" Harry asked me.
"Some," I shrugged.
"Justice took dance lessons, cheered, and did gymnastics for years." Katie blurted.
Zayn elbowed Harry in the side and winked. As if I didn't catch the silent dirty joke. I glared at Katie momentarily before the game started. The first round was me, Louis, and Zayn.
"I don't have rhythm," Zayn said as the game loaded.
"Justice you choose the song, because you're cute." Louis told me. Katie laughed from the cream leather designer sofa. I decided to be ironic and choose What Makes You Beautiful. "This should be easy. I think I'm going to win."
Halfway through the dance Zayn complained, "We don't move this much."
"There are also five of us," Liam added.
"You guys Justice is whooping your butt," Harry announced in disbelief. He had obviously underestimated my dancing skills. I came out as the victor. "My turn," Harry said standing up to play.
"Take my place," Zayn said. "I need a smoke."
"Filthy habit," Niall muttered. Zayn was out of earshot. We continued to play. I won two more rounds before forcing Katie to play. It was a fun time.
"How does Justice win so much?" Liam questioned as I won after rejoining the game.
"She has Shakira hips," Louis teased from the kitchen. That sent the boys on a riot. It didn't help that Katie was singing Hips Don't Lie.
"Haters," I muttered as I sat down. Harry sat beside me.
"Justice sings too," he announced. My eyes widened and I pushed him playfully.
"Ow sing for us please," Louis said sitting on my right. I shook my head, "Boo."
"You're no fun," Zayn added.
"Hey look a squirrel," I said pointing out of the window. Niall was the only one who looked. "I don't sing. Katie does though."
"Not by myself," she corrected quickly. Louis rolled his eyes and switched the plasma screen television hanging on the wall off of game mode.
Harry grabbed my phone, "How do you work it?" He said my phone over and over. I pressed the unlocked button and drew my pattern. Luckily my background was a picture of my three year old cousin. Her black, thick, curly hair was held back by a black headband with a flower and she wore a black and white stripped sundress with black sandals. "Who is that?" Harry asked softly.
"My baby cousin Za'Kari," I answered. "She's like my daughter. I love her so much." I could feel the smile on my face.
"She's cute," he responded scrolling through my phone. Suddenly I feared that there was something embarrassing to be found. I carefully watched as Harry Styles learned more about me. He clicked on my Facebook app. "Single? How is that possible?" he genuinely sounded surprise. I shrugged in response. He was asking a question that I often wondered about.
"I'll change that," it sounded like he muttered, but he spoke so quickly it was hard to tell. I wanted to ask him what he said. Yet the thought of being rejected stopped me. How does it work when you like a celebrity and you're slowly becoming his friend? I had no idea if Harry liked me or if he was simply being nice since he nearly knocked me over in the airport. It was so confusing and so exciting.
Two nights later Harry invited me to the movies. I eagerly accepted. An hour before he was supposed to pick me up I was still trying to find the perfect outfit.
"Go casual," Katie suggested. "It's only a movie." She held up my purple, see-through, flowing tank. I grabbed it and threw it on over my black camisole. I looked perfect with my denim skinny jeans, but I still needed shoes. Looking around the messy room I found a black pair of tennis shoe wedges with white laces.
"Perfect," I decided looking at my reflection in the mirror.
"For a girl who keeps saying this isn't a date you sure do care about how you look," Katie commented as she walked out of my room. I rolled my eyes as someone knocked on the door. "Hey Harry," Katie greeted him loudly making sure I heard. I gave myself a final once over before grabbing my black Louis Vuitton bag and walking into the common room.
Harry smiled at me in his crisp light blue-white button down and black skinny jeans. His hair was perfect as always. He stood by the leather chair.
"Are you ready to go?" he asked in that attractive voice of his. I nodded and hooked my hand in the crook of his arm.
"You kids have fun," Katie called after us. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"
"Is that with Niall or without?" I shot back. Harry chuckled as we got onto the elevator.
We saw an action packed comic book movie. It held my attention despite the fact that I was silently fangirling because Harry Styles had his arm around my shoulders.
"I need coffee," I announced as we walked out of the movie theater. We had passed by a Starbucks.
"Well let's go," Harry led the way. He ordered two venti coffees and vanilla bean scones. It was like he knew me.
"I love these things," I cooed as I grabbed a scone.
"Really," Harry sounded surprise. "They're my favorite."
"I know how to bake them," I wiggled my eyebrows and leaned forward on the small round table.
Harry took a sip of his coffee, "If I asked you to bake some for me would you?"
I pulled my lips to the left, "I don't know. It takes a lot of energy and I'm not sure you're worth Styles."
Harry clutched his heart, "I'm not worth it? That hurt Neloms." I laughed at his mock pained expression. He leaned forward until our faces were centimeters apart, "If I'm not worth it then why did you agree to come to the movies with me?"
"Why did you ask me?" I countered. My eyes stared at his intently. We were so close. I could feel his every breath.
"Because I like you," Harry finally answered before touching my lips with his. I instantly responded. His lips were so soft. It was the perfect first kiss and I prayed that it would be my last.
The next week the boys appeared on a music show. Katie and I were allowed to tag along. They were only performing two songs. The first was Rock Me. We danced and sang along with the rest of the crowd. After the host asked a few questions and the show returned from commercial it was time for the second song.
At the end of the night
We should say goodbye
But we carry on
While everyone's gone
Never felt like this before
Are we friends or are we more?
As I'm walking towards the door
I'm not sure.
The words of Change My Mind caught my attention. It described my summer with Harry perfectly. We still hadn't defined the relationship. Katie was sure that he liked me, but I wasn't. I definitely had developed real feelings for him and not just those fan girl things. Summer would be over soon and we had to make everything clear.