Eloise's POV

We were in a 'cab' on the way to a Spa. It was the hotel's recommendation. We were all laughing and smiling and everything felt amazing; back to normal. My phone rang.

"Hi Harry." I answered, looking over at Joe to see if he was okay. He held up his pinky at me and I relaxed my tense body.
"Hey," he replied cheerfully. "You up to anything tonight?"
"I'm not sure hold on." I covered the microphone end of my phone for a second.

"We do anything tonight guys?" I asked the crew.
"Nothing you'd like." Zoe winked. She shipped me and Harry so hard.
"Go out with him tonight." Joe said. I nodded to everyone in order to say 'thank you' and then uncovered the microphone and grinned, showing off my teeth.

"Nah, I'm all yours." I smirked.
"Good. I have many things planned," he paused. "I'll pick you up at 8, yeah?" I nodded, soon realising he couldn't see what I was doing. Joe held back a laugh, although Alfie let out his well-known cackle.
"Yes!" I replied, smacking him in the arm. With that, Harry hung up.

We arrived at the Spa and I was super excited to get pampered up to the max. I wandered my eyes over to Zoe and Alfie who were wrapped up in each other. Aw.

We took a few steps up to the receptionist and were greeted by a young, beautiful but kind of snobby looking girl. She forced a smile our way.
"Good afternoon." she said plainly.
"Hello," I smiled, ignoring the fact she was extremely unwelcoming. "We spoke on the phone earlier I think. My name's Eloise Deyes, we booked a few sessions for throughout the afternoon." I said politely.
"Eloise Deyes?" her eyes narrowed. "YOU!" she hissed.
"Me?" I asked. I was shocked and a little bit scared. She had a harsh manor in her voice and I thought she was going to throw her phone at my face.
"Yes you!" she snapped. "Miss 'I'm so beautiful and innocent and make Harry feel different things towards me'." I squinted my eyes to look at her name tag. Sophia. Could this be- "Bitch!" Yep, it was.
"HEY!" Joe shouted. "Don't talk to her like that."
"What you gonna do about it?" she raised her eyebrows and flipped her hair over her shoulder.
"Please stop, Sophia. Look, I'm sorry..." I trailed off.
"As if you are sorry. Everyone keeps telling me I'm the gold digger. When clearly that's you! You've come from no where. Completely out of the blue and somehow ended up with a celebrity. Pure luck." she ranted.
"I don't care about his money or his fam-"
"Keep telling yourself that." she scoffed.
"Not everybody is like you." Joe spat.
"And what do you mean by that, little boy?" she patronised.
"She actually cares about people. She's not a selfish little brat who tries to win life over the easy way. If Harry was not wealthy or famous, you wouldn't give him a second of your time. And you won't admit that you're jealous over an amazing girl like Eloise because she has everything you want but the right way; for the right reasons. You're gonna shut the fuck up right now or I'll get you fired, understand? And I'm guessing you're gonna need this job otherwise you'll have lost everything right?" Joe whispered with a sharp and frightening tone that worried me, and I wasn't even the person he was saying it to. Sophia just carefully and slowly nodded her head. Her hands were shaking and she was nibbling on her lip. I had to feel slightly sorry for her. Zoe clasped onto Alfie's hand and I could tell she was digging her nails in. There was silence for a brief moment.
"Go right through." she whimpered.

We pushed open the two glass doors in front of us and entered into the most beautiful and exotic room. There was a huge water fountain located in the middle, with floral colours and plants surrounding it. There were dolphins placed carefully on top, with beautiful colours shooting through the high water pressure.

Deckchairs were conveniently allocated around the fountain, with a fancy italian café to the right hand side. On the left were all the hallways to the treatment rooms and pool, along with the Jacuzzi, sauna and steamroom. There were also tennis courts, badminton courts and netball/basketball courts all lined up outside. It was definitely a Spa with a wide range of things going on.
"I say we play a game of tennis, get a sports massage, then hit the treatment rooms and finish off with a swim in the pool etc." Alfie suggested.
"Sounds perfect." Zoe replied, placing a peck on his lips.
"I'm in...Joe?"
"Awesome." he answered.

We played a couple of tennis games. First it was Joe and I vs Alfie and Zoe (we won) then it was siblings vs siblings (we lost). I reckon Joe was probably the only one who was of any worthy standard. We then got sports massages like planned. After, I got the hot stones thing (no idea what the heck it's actually called) which, I'm gonna be honest, I hated. It was way, way too hot. I then got a facial and few other massages before hitting the pool. I was in my black bikini again and it felt good.

I had swam about ten lengths before Joe joined me.
"How have your pampering sessions been?" I winked.
"Amazing! Yours?"
"Amazing," I repeated. "I needed that after Miss Snobby Face." Joe laughed.
"Spoilt brat."
"Hey," I linked our pinkies. "Thank you for sticking up for me."
"It's what brothers do." he smiled. Alfie broke the moment when he ran and jumped into the water.

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Harry's POV

"I'm so nervous," I admitted to Niall. "Why am I so nervous?!"
"Because you really like her. Wow, Harry Styles likes someone, that's a first." he teased.
"Shut up you Irish twat," I joked. "Is Zayn okay with this?"
"I'm sure he'll be fine."
"Will be?" I panicked.
"He can't stay mad at you, it's not even Hollie."
"True," I said, adjusting my collar for the fifteenth time. "How do I look?"
"Foxy." Louis laughed.
"It's gonna be hard for her to keep her clothes on!" Liam added. We all laughed.
"Seriously though guys?" I asked.
"You look fine." Niall smiled.

I appeared in front of her door and knocked twice. I scratched that palm of my hands with my nails and chewed on my bottom lip. How did she do this to me?! Eloise opened the door and I literally had no words to describe how beautiful she looked. Her outfit was perfection. She was wearing a short, black skater dress with black tights and a vibrant, baby pink clutch. Her her was let down in loose curls with a floral pink headband to match her purse. She was wearing a cute silver necklace with a heart locket attached and some black wedges that made her bum look great. Her make up was simple, but brought out the many shades of blue in her eyes. She looked phenomenal, and her appearance alone made me smile.
"Hello." she said shyly.
"Hello," I replied, still stunned by the way she was presented. "You ready?" She nodded and I took her hand.

We headed out the back exit to avoid any drama. It was our first date and I didn't want her to be bombarded with flashing cameras and screaming fans. We were accompanied by two of my best security guards: Ben and Scott. I opened the door for Eloise and secretly flashed another look at her ass before she wiggled in to the back of the limo.

I grabbed the bottle of champagne and poured us each a glass before it could overflow.
"You look incredible." I complimented, causing her cheeks to turn a rosy pink.
"Thank you," she replied. "You don't look too bad yourself, Styles." this was cute because I knew she was trying to play off all nonchalantly. I was wearing a smart black button down with some skinny beige jeans. It wasn't too fancy or smart, but it was formal enough for where we were going. And by that I mean, not formal at all. "So, am I allowed to know where we are going?"
"Not yet." I winked, keeping it a secret.
"I hate surprises." she joked.
"Well, you're gonna hate me then." I winked in return.

Once we arrived it was slightly obvious where we were. We were outside a huge building with an open roof and fake snow pouring into the inside.
"Ice skating?" she questioned.
"Ice skating." I confirmed.
"Oh wow, Harry," she smiled. "But I am not wearing appropriate clothes for ice skating, I haven't even got any socks!"
"A boy scout always comes prepared." I laughed. I grabbed a rucksack from the boot of the limo and passed her one of my t-shirts, a pair of my old shorts and knee high socks.
"Was this just a plan to get me into your clothes?" she giggled.
"Of course not." I replied sarcastically. She giggled again.

We strolled into the centre, and Eloise looked shocked when there was nobody else here.
"Where is everyone?" her jaw dropped.
"I hired the whole place out," I admitted. "I wanted our first ever date to be as special as you are." I grabbed her waist and kissed her cheek quickly.
"Wow."
"Now quick, go get changed." I loved seeing girls in oversized clothes, especially when they were mine, and especially when the girl was Eloise.

Finally she returned. She looked so amazing and weirdly pulled them off, despite them being about a 100x too big for her. She'd pulled the shorts up so they sat around her waist and tucked the baggy t-shirt into them. The socks were indeed pulled right up to the middle of her thighs. She had taken off her black tights so I could see a chunk of smooth, tanned, slim, gorgeous legs. Wow. I shook my head to break up my thoughts and headed over to the desks to collect our ice skates.
"Size eleven please." I asked the man. I was really size ten but I always felt more comfortable in a size higher up.
"Could I have a size four please?" Eloise asked politely.
"Size four?" I laughed. "Aw."
"Well your six foot, you giant!" she teased, but laughed along too.

We finally managed to put our skates on (with great difficult might I add) and waddled over to the actual ice. Watching her try do walk in the skates was hilarious. She was about to fall over, so I quickly hung onto her hand and made her stable.
"My hero." she winked.
"You're a nightmare. We've not even got into the ice yet and you're already falling over." I chuckled.
"Well sorry." she said sarcastically. "We muggles can't be perfect at everything!" she giggled.
"Fine," I fake stropped, and rapidly skated into the middle. "Come and get me." I winked.
"Harry, that's not fair!" she complained. Eloise started off shakily, holding on for dear life to the bars on the side. When she finally got the courage to let go she made it about 50cm before falling on all fours. I hurried to make sure she was okay, but when I got there she was killing herself laughing.
"I couldn't get to you, so I got you to come to me." she was in hysterics, still lying on the cold ground.
"Cheeky." I laughed. I laid next to her and looked up at the stars that shined so beautifully in the dark.
"I could do this all night," she confessed before shivering. "Okay, maybe not on ice." she added. We both sat up and I wrapped my arms around her tight, until she had warmed up. I stood up carefully.
"C'mon, I'll teach you." I offered my hand out for her to grab it and hoisted her up. I put my arm around her waist and lead her to the side where she clung on to the bar with one hand, and my shoulder with the other. "Just one push at a time."
"I'm trying to ice skate not give birth." she giggled and when I mockingly pouted at her, she kissed me. Jeez, I should pout more often.
"Just slide one foot out to the left, and then your other to the right." I taught. I held onto her shoulders as she tried it, and we were making progress. "That's good." I praised.
"I feel like a one year old who's just said their first word."
"Nah," I said. "You're much cuter."

After attempting over and over without her managing not to fall over, she could finally skate at a good enough standard to be able to go around on her own. Most of the time we were all over each other though.

"Hey, Harry. Watch this!" she beamed. She pointed one foot in front of the other and gracefully spun around. Wow, she learnt quick. She went to do it again until she slipped and fell on her face. "Ouch!" she squealed. I skated over to her and bent half way down to check she was alright. I thought she was crying until she pulled me down on top of her and chuckled. Our faces were so close to each other's. I smiled. It was as if her bright blue eyes were reflecting the stars.

Before I knew it she had tilted her head sideways and leant in to kiss me. I mirrored her actions and our lips gently brushed. I cupped the back of her head and she cradled my waist around her arms until we crashed our lips together. They were moving together so perfectly and our breathing paces matched. She bit on the bottom of my lip gently before asking for entrance with her tongue. Our connection was fantastic and we predicted each other's next move. Our lips never once left each other's and bodies were so intertwined that we wouldnt be able to release each other's grip, even if we wanted to. But I sure didn't. Every time she moved slightly, it gave me one more butterfly.

Our embrace finally broke after around five minutes. I was blushing and I couldn't stop grinning to myself.
"You're so, so perfect." I told her, looking deeply into her eyes.
"Not without you I'm not." And then we just laid there for a bit, together in each other's grip and not being anywhere close to letting go.

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