Strictly Professional.

She spoke frantically, jumping out of the bed and straightening the comforter. She didn’t even know why, they were just kissing.
“Um, just act normal okay?” She said smoothing her hair out and fixing her pants. She could see the hurt in Niall’s eyes, but he nodded and stood, fixing his hair also.
Penny ran to the door, her heart racing, and her mind spiraling into chaos. What had she done? Harry would never forgive her. She wouldn’t tell him. She couldn’t tell him. She pulled the door open, giving him a smile.
“Hi! Niall and I just ordered room service, you’re just in time.” She said with a grin, moving to let him in. She could see the suspicion in Harry’s eyes.
“What took you so long to get the door?” He asked, arching a brow at her as he entered the room. Niall came into the room just then, smiling at Harry.
“Sorry, she was in the loo and I had on my headphones mate. She saw her phone when she came out and I told her to make you wait, she’s much nicer than me.” He covered for her. He was going with it. The hurt in his eyes was gone, he had on a mask it seemed. Penny offered him a smile, hoping he could see how thankful she was.
“Sounds about right.” Harry said his tone back to normal. He turned to Penny, scooping her up into his arms and burying his face in her neck.
“Sorry about that baby…” He whispered into her ear, giving her a quick kiss. “She won’t take a hint. She keeps texting me and calling me and even though I ignore her, she thinks that means I want her to show up here. Jesus.” His voice sounded exasperated.
“I know…I can’t wait for her to drop an album. She should just call it ‘About Harry’ if we’re being honest.” Niall said, giving his mate even more to worry about. Harry let out a groan and fell on to the couch, Niall scooting to make room for him before he did.
“Tell me about it, everyone keeps warning me to get ready for the shit storm she’s about to release on me, pr people telling me to be nice to her and sometimes I hate this. I hate how everything has to be so fake. I hate how I’m going to get portrayed. The media is the fucking devil, mate.” Harry’s eyes had moved to Niall now who was nodding in agreement. Penny thought of the attention they’d get if they had gone public with their relationship. How she’d be trashed by the paps if they found out she’d been canoodling with Niall.
“Least I’ve got great friends and a wonderful girl to keep me grounded.” Harry said, putting his arm around Niall and pulling Penny down to sit beside him so that they were all squeezed on the couch. Talk about awkward.

The rest of the tour in Central America went great, the shows were intense and the boys were beyond tired. Niall had already taken off for Ireland and the rest of the boys were taking a little break before they started up again. Harry had invited Penny back with him to Holmes Chapel, he wanted her to see where he was from. She was beyond ecstatic to go with him and also get things back on track. She hadn’t really spoke to Niall very much since that night, she really didn’t know what was going on there, maybe he was trying to move on which was the right thing to do. She would move on to.

“So, you’ve met mum a few times on tour, but she insists we stay with her.” Harry said as they were gathering their items from the small jet they’d just arrived in. It was nice and private, almost 3 a.m, and there was a car waiting for them. “Mr. Styles.” The driver said, opening the door and giving him a nod. They climbed in and the driver loaded their luggage into the trunk.
“Harry, what if the paparazzi ever saw us? What would you say?” She asked as they snuggled up in the back seat, fingers tangled together and her head resting on his shoulder.
He paused, his eyes looking down as he thought, she could see his lip moving as he chewed on it contemplating the right thing to say “I’d tell them you’re my girlfriend…” The corners of the left side of his lips pulled into a crooked smile and he swallowed. It was weird remembering how shy Harry could be. Penny smiled, pressing her lips to his. She was his and he was hers. It was exactly how it should be.
“I love you Harry…” Her face was still dangerously close to his, their lips only inches apart. She could feel her stomach in knots; she’d never said this to anyone other than Silas. She knew it was love though, it had to be.
“I love you too Penny…” He replied, his palm closing in on her jaw as their eyes connected and then their lips, sharing a kiss packed with passion, the kind of kiss where the rest of the world is a blur and it’s just the two of you. Perfect.

Notes

Short and sweet.
Love meee <3