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Chapter Thirty One
He didn't take his eyes off mine, while standing up from the bed. He seemed to be in some kind of trance as well. He mechanically came closer to me, until I could feel his heavy breathing on my neck. His lips were slightly parted, deep breaths being breathed in and out. My breathing had became heavier as well. He slowly put his hands over my towel covered waist, still not taking his eyes off mine. He leaned in close to my face and just when I was about to close my eyes and let it happen, my subconcious screamed: "What the fuck do you think you are doing?!" My eyes widened, when I felt hot lips on my neck. He sucked gently on the skin. I really wanted to let him continue, but I couldn't.
I gently pushed him off me.
"Harry, stop! We can't", was all I said, before he stopped and pulled away.
"I understand, I'm sorry.", he said, exiting the room. I opened his closet and took out a random shirt and a pair of Calvin Kleins, then I put them on.
I could still feel his kisses on my neck, his massive hands holding me by my waist...
My subconcious is right. I shouldn't be thinking this. The tour hasn't even started and I'm already making a mess.
I went to my room and sat on my bed, thinking of the girl from McDonald's. There was something special about her and her English was weird. She isn't from a English speaking country. Just like me. I feel like to know her. I have never had girls for friends before, only boys.
My thoughts were interrupted by Zayn, barging into my room.
"Rafaela, you should see this.", he said out of breath.
"Zayn, have you been running?",I asked, standing up from my bed.
"UGH.", was all he said, before he took a hold of my palm and started pulling me out of the room and down the stairs. I almost fell a couple of times.
"Zayn, what's going on?", I asked, seeing everybody in the living room, staring at the TV. There were pictures of me and Niall in front of the hotel, in that restaurant, on London eye, in Starbucks and in McDonald's. They saw us. Damn.
"Rafaela denied every chance of her having intimate with the One Direction member Niall Horan, but is it true? Because those pictures here say otherwise. Ladies and gentlemen, seems lke Niall Horan has finally found his princess and he took her to their first date. Very romantic. But why did Rafaela denied it earlier in front of the media? Maybe the youths want to keep it a secret? Well sweeties, you've been caught. No need to hide anymore. That was all for today people, for more details about Niall's relationship, go on our official website. Good night." I was staring at the red haired girl on the TV screen, not believing what I just heard. Harry stormed out of the room and after 3 seconds we heard a loud door slam.
"Excuse me, I gotta talk to Shirleen.", I said, going back to my room. I was in shock. But why do I feel the urge to go talkíng to Harry? I wanted to explain everything to him.
But first, I should talk to Shirleen and try to fix this as soon as possible.
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