Strictly Professional.

You would have thought they’d booked a room in heaven since everything was white linen in there. Penny was lying on top of a fluffy white down comforter, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. Harry had been speaking to Taylor for what seemed like an eternity. There was an anxious feeling in the pit of her stomach, what if he decided maybe he did want to be with her? She rolled over and pulled her knees up some, feeling utterly pathetic.
Her body popped up when she heard a knock at the door and she jumped from her bed and ran toward the sound. She flung the door open, her emotions written all over her face, but it wasn’t Harry at the door. It was Niall. He arched a brow, wondering what the hell she was doing.
“Ya’ all right love?” He said walking past her, she’d stood to the side to give him some room and then poked her head out to see if anyone else was in the hallway. She didn’t see Harry and felt defeated. She closed the door and looked over to Niall.
“Yeah, what’s up?” She asked, making her way over to a chair that was pointed toward the window, she took a seat and Niall sat in the other chair that was symmetrically located beside her.
“I just wanted to check on you, no one has heard from Harry so I figured you were probably up here playin’ horrendous scenes over and over in your head.” He answered honestly. Boy was he right. Penny slowly turned her head to look at him, her brows furrowing as she frowned.
“I’m so obvious.” She was having a pity party and Niall had come to join her. He never made her feel dumb for acting like a complete girl. He always listened and never passed judgment, he was the type of guy that shouldn’t have been friend-zoned but somehow he was.
“Yeah, you are. I know you though; I mean we’re a lot alike.” He confessed, she immediately wondered if he had spent nights in his room doing this exact thing because of her. She was such a hypocrite.
“Yeah, we are.” She chewed on her bottom lip before sniffling slightly and clearing her throat.
“What can we do though, right? Nothing and sitting here sad won’t help it.” He said reaching over to push her knee; she couldn’t help but to smile some.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” She said with a grin, finally getting her mind off of the situation at hand.
“Room service it is.” He said with a wink, hopping up and scurrying to the bed. Penny was up in an instant, following right behind him. They hopped on the bed in sync, causing the comforter to ruffle beneath them as they lay on their stomachs, menu between them, elbows pressed into the bed to hold them up.
“I want fries because you know my obsession with potatoes.” Penny said, laughing.
“A woman after my heart, we are definitely long lost twins.” He joked, finally finding a kids menu. Yes they were ordering from the kids menu.
“Fries, cheeseburger, I see fish sticks. Oh this is going to be lovely.” He said as he picked up the phone, dialing the extension for room service. He ordered the food, laughing at the confusion coming from the other end.
“I think they thought I was mental.” He said with a laugh, hanging the phone up and then turning on to his side. Penny returned the laugh and mimicked his position; they were now lying face to face.
“Penny…” Niall said softly, his tongue running over his bottom lip as he connected his gaze with hers. It had been a while since she’d had his eyes on her like that and it was like a reflex for her stomach to flutter and her heart to race. Damn those feelings.
“Yes…?” She responded, somehow the atmosphere had gone from airy and light to lethally serious. She swallowed, feeling her heart in her throat. Any thoughts of Harry and Taylor had been pushed to the deepest pits of her mind.
“Can I be honest with you about something?” He asked, his eyes sparkling at her like the clearest waters in the Mediterranean Sea, flecks of green beckoning her forth. She was lost in his eyes, lost in his presence.
“Of course.” She breathed, wondering if Niall was feeling as stuck in the moment as she was.
“I can’t stop thinking about you. I’m trying to push these feelings away, but all I want to do is kiss you every time we’re near. I want to feel your touch and embrace you with all the love I have to give. I promise if I could make it stop I would, but you’re everything to me. You’re the person I think of every time I write a lyric or suggest a change to a song, it’s you. It’s always been you.” He said, his words dripping romance as they left his lips. Penny could feel her heart getting ready to burst, he said all the things she’d wanted Harry to say, but hadn’t. She felt her lashes fluttering and without any hesitation her lips were on his, crashing into one another with a vigor that she’d been suppressing for far too long. He pressed his weight against her, pushing her on her back and he was leaning over her. His hand was on her cheek, caressing her skin as he tilted his head to where their noses were perfectly placed and his tongue was peeking inside of her mouth, tasting the sweetness of her for the first time. Her mind was a blur; she couldn’t make out any thoughts. It was just the two of them, lying there entangled with one another, and sharing a kiss that was like out of a fairy tale.
“Room service!” The two ignored the knock and the announcement, continuing this forbidden kiss that was just that. Niall wasn’t trying to push it any further, he was being as respectful as one could be during a heated exchange of passion.
Penny felt her phone vibrating and the knocking on the door continued and finally she pulled herself away. Blinking her eyes at this prince lying beside her before she looked down at her phone, it was a text from Harry.
“Oh shit shit shit.” She said quickly getting knocked back into reality. “That’s not room service, it’s Harry.”

Notes

Eeeep, Niall is so dreamy. Whaazhappenin??
Thanks to everyone who is reading and encouraging me to continue. I hate when you start a story with a clear idea in mind and then you get as lost as your main character. I don't even know what's going to happen haha.