SCARLETT'S POV

It felt nice that Harry had turned down fans for me.

"Thanks Harry" I said, "You didn't have to do that"

"Well I really like you so I didn't mind. I don't want to waste a moment I could be spending with you" he said.

"That's so cheesy!" I said with a giggle, "I like cheesy" Harry reached over and laced his fingers through mine. I smiled at him and he smiled at me.

"You wanna leave?" he said.

"Sure!" I said.

"Okay, I'm gonna show you the Buckingham Palace at night"

"That sound frickin' amazing" I said. We got up and left the restaurant only to be attacked by more paps. Harry and I were separated, I reached for his hand, and he reached for mine, but we were being pulled apart by the media people. I caught Harry's eyes, and he mouthed, "I'm so sorry" I nodded, understanding him. I was watching him the whole time, ignoring the questions being shoved in my face. I saw Harry loose it, he screamed at the people around him, "GET OUT OF MY WAY!" They backed away immediately and he pushed his way over to me, snaking his arm around my back.

"I'm so sorry you had to be there for that" he said, shaking his head and looking down.

"It's ok" I said with a smile locking eyes with him. I leaned my head on his shoulder and I felt the effect this had on him. We turned a couple of corners and walked down alleys and the Buckingham Palace was looming in front of us, glowing and casting a warm, yellow glow around the city. Harry and I just stood there for a while.

"Let's go take pictures with the guards!" I yelled and ran away towards the gates.

"What?"

"They can't do anything; let's try to make them laugh!" I said laughing. I grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him towards the men in red uniforms and big, fluffy hats. We took a couple pictures with them and started to head home. When we got to the hotel we saw there were tons of girls trying to get into the hotel. There had been security and extra doormen holding them back. One of the men had seen me and Harry and he led us around back. We walked down the hall to an elevator. Harry and I walked in. Even though we were alone, and he didn't have to protect me, he pulled me close to his side. I buried my face into the crook of his neck. I felt him look down at me, so I looked up at him. He leaned down and pecked me on the lips. I reached up and kissed him, staying there. It took a while for him to kiss back, but when he did, he cupped my face in his hands and pulled me closer. It was a sweet kiss. When we both pulled apart he smiled at me and we heard the lift ding, meaning we had reached our floor. Harry walked me to my room. We said goodbye at my door and he kissed me on my cheek.

"Harry, I had a really nice time" I said, walking into my room. It was empty so I beckoned for him to follow. He walked in.

"What are you doing?" he said. Silly boy.

"Let's watch a movie" I said.

"Okay. Can it not be scary though?" he said nervously.

"Deal. I don't like scary movies either" I said, kneeling down to open a cardboard box full of movies. "What do you want to watch?"

"A rom-com" he said. Perfect, that was what I was in the mood for too. I pulled out Easy A and showed it to him. He nodded enthusiastically. I laughed at him; he was such a girl. I popped the disc in an sat down on the couch. Harry slipped his arm around me and pulled me closer. I snuggled into his chest. He smelled good, kind of like Abercrombie perfume. My phone buzzed and I reached out to grab it. It was a text from Isabel saying, "Staying out late with Liam and the boys. You and Harry have the apartment to ome on top of the head.

"I don't regret being with you" he said romantically. I laughed at him and looked up into his bright blue eyes. Our gazes locked and we reached toward each other, our lips touching. Harry snaked his arm around to the small of my back and pulled me closer, deepening the kiss. My shirt was riding up so Harry drew circles on my back with his finger, which made me giggle; smiling into the kiss. We rubbed our noses together: eskimo kisses. I leaned my head back, laughing out loud into the empty apartment. The air was only filled with our laughs and moans. Harry started to kiss my neck, leading up my chin and giving me a love bite behind my ear.

"Harry Edward Styles!" I yelled playfully, bringing my jaw down to meet his lips. "What do you want to do?" I said.

"Let's go to the beach" He said, smiling, trying to duplicate my maniacal, happy smile. I smiled back at him, showing him the right smile, and we got up off the couch. We continued kissing; Harry grabbed the back of my thighs and pulled me onto him, so he was carrying me. We kept making out as Harry walked over to the door. He leaned my back against the door and let go of me. I slid my legs under me so I was standing. We came up for air and looked into each other's eye, then started laughing. Harry opened the door and walked out with me. We got out of the elevator, outran paparazzi, and walked down to our beach. I stripped to my lacy pink Gilly Hicks bra and undies and Harry into his boxers.

Just a filler chapter! Sorry for the cliffhanger. Please review!