"Can you wait here please? I'll only be a few minutes." I begged, slipping Wren a 20 dollar bill.
"Sure." Wren replied, stuffing the bill in his pocket.
I walked over to the torn down bar, and pulled out my phone to turn on my flashlight. There was glass everywhere, so I made sure to be really careful.
"Harry?" I shouted from the door.
"Over here." I heard his voice reply.
I walked over to where I heard his voice, and shined my phone towards him.
"You scared me." I said, with a deep breath.
"Sorry, I know it's not the best meeting place." Harry said, walking over to a counter.
"How did you get out of the party?" I asked, turning my head towards him.
"I crawled out of a window in the bathroom. He chuckled.
"You're kidding." I said.
"Nope. I seriously came through a window. I just sent the boys a message before I came here, telling them where I was." Harry said.
With my flashlight still on, I saw Harry reach for a red barbecue lighter, and light some small white candles."
"Niall's waiting in the cab outside, so I can't stay long. He's the only one that knows so far." I said, as Harry was lighting candles.
"I was actually hoping to tell the boys before we make anything official. And since you're here, that means your answer is yes? Otherwise you wouldn't have come." Harry said, putting down the lighter.
"Look Harry, I really like you, I just don't know how I'd put up with the paparazzi, and fans. I'm honestly new to all of this. I was just sitting in my room, reading a book and my dad came into my room to tell me that we'd be touring with one of the most famous boy bands of all time. It was just so sudden." I explained.
"Just like your dad says, whatever happens, happens for a reason." Harry said while pulling out his phone.
"What are you doing?" I asked, making my way towards him.
Before I could even wait for him to answer, "Little Things" began to play from his phone.
Without saying a word, Harry reached out his hand, and waited till I reached out to grab it. When I did, he pulled me closer, and we began to sway from side to side.
Part of me was speechless over the fact how Harry and I were slow dancing with candles, but the other half of me was convinced that Niall was probably videotaping this from the car.
š¶I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth. But if I do, it's you, oh it's you, they add up tošµ
Harry leaned in closer to me, and whispered:
šµI'm in love with you, and all these little thingsš¶
With my hands tucked around his shoulders, and his hands on my waist, I stared into his bright green eyes.
Right as Harry leaned back, he put one of his hands on my cheek, and pulled me in even closer. He stopped swaying, and his lips met with mine.
My hand moved from his neck, to his cheek. I kissed him gently, while his lips were firmly pressed against mine.
Without thinking, I pulled away from Harry.
"Everything alright love?" He asked, lowering his hands.
"Yea it's just, Nialls waiting in the cab and I don't want to keep him waiting." I said, grabbing my purse from the counter.
"Oh, I forgot he was waiting." Harry said, while blowing out the candles, and pausing the music.
Harry and I walked out of the bar, only to find Niall and Wren completely jamming out to some song.
"Work From Home" by Fifth Harmony was on full blast. Niall was pretending to play the drums, while Wren was playing air guitar.
I pulled out my phone from my bag, and pressed the record button. It didn't take long before the boys realized we were staring at them.
Harry and I bursted out laughing, while making our way to the car. I opened the door, and got inside the car.
"What are you? drunk? You literally never talk to the driver." Harry chuckled, while reaching for his seatbelt.
"Well, you were taking a little longer than expected, so we got busy." Niall said, with a face more red than a tomato.
"Guess who got it on video?" I asked like a 6 year old.
Harry bursted out laughing, while Niall turned to look out the window.
I gave Wren the location for the hotel, and we drove off.
To Dad
On my way. Niall and Harry are with me. Something happened, talk to u when I get there.
From Dad
What happened? Paul sent Andrew to pick up Liam and Louis, said they got in a fight and Harry snuck off. You guys alright??
To Dad
Yes and no. Talk when I get there.
Right as I hit send, we pulled up to the hotel. I paid Wren, as everyone got out of the car. I saw my dad sitting at one of the booths in the lobby.
"Dad!" I shouted, running up to him.
My dad jumped out his seat, and held out his arms to give me a hug.
"What happened?" He asked, worried.
"Some old guy was flirting with me, and started to touch me. Niall told the boys as soon as he saw me, and they told him to back off."Ā I said, beginning to tear up.
"The guy wouldn't, so they fought. I'm so sorry dad, this wouldn't have happened if I just stayed here." I said, sobbing.
"It wasn't your fault Victoria. I just wish you would've called me." My dad said, sitting down in the chair.
As I was wiping my tears and trying to calm down, my dad looked up at Niall and Harry.
"You boys should sit down too. Paul's in the bathroom, so you're lucky to hear this from me." My dad said.
Niall and Harry looked at each other, and we allĀ sat down.
"Paul wouldn't tell me everything, but earlier we were having a conversation and he got a phone call. Something about Louis, Liam, and Harry got in a fight with Michael Caine. Paul was really disappointed because Michael is a very wealthy man." My dad explained.
"What does it matter if Michael is wealthy or not?" I asked.
"Because Michael isn't the kind of guy to let it slide, even though he was in the wrong. He'll make sure you guys get less opportunities and such." My dad said.
"I know we probably should've let the security guards deal with it, but I saw his hand in her thigh. That just made us all really angry. I'm not trying to make up excuses or anything, but Louis was a little out of line when he got on top of Michael, and started beating him." Harry said, looking down at his shoes.
"We will pay for some of the medical stuff, and take some responsibility." Niall explained.
"Where's Liam and Louis?" I asked.
"I don't know. I was going to ask Paul, but I think the last thing he needs right now is to explain it to me." My dad said.
We all turned our heads to the corner of the room, where the hall is. Paul looked up, and saw us and came rushing over.
"What the hell were you boys thinking?! Nearly killing the man!" Paul shouted.
At this point, we were all prepared for a long lecture, but I think Paul just wanted to relax.
"Mind explaining what fucking happened?!" He shouted even louder.
My dad leaned in towards me, and whispered:
"You should go upstairs. You didn't do anything wrong, and believe me when I say you don't want to see Paul's bad side."
I carefully got up and made my way up to my room. All I could hear was shouting from the lobby, by the time I was on the elevator. I felt like it was no one's fault but mine, but everyone seems to think differently.
The elevator doors opened, and I walked over to my room. I dug around in my purse to find my wallet, to get my key.
I swiped my keycard, and opened the door. I let out a huge sigh of relief as I took my heels off and closed the door behind me.
I took my necklace and bracelets off, and put them on the bathroom counter. I walked over to my suitcase, and dug around for my pjs. I pulled out a pair of pants with a red, black and white plaid print, and Harry's sweater.
I walked over to the bathroom and got ready for bed. I was completely exhausted and stressed, I couldn't wait to finally relax.
Just as I was getting into my bed, I heard Niall swipe his keycard and walk in the room. I jumped out from my bed, and rushed over to talk to him.
"What happened? Are the boys okay? Are you okay?" I asked.
"Security guards sent Louis and Liam to a holding cell by the party. We have to pay for 5 percent of his medical shit. Louis, Liam and Harry didn't get charged, but Michael did." Niall said, taking off his shoes.
"Why would they take Louis and Liam to a holding cell and not press charges?" I asked.
"Paul probably got someone to pay their bail." Niall explained.
"I feel so bad-"
"Nothing is your fault Victoria. Quit worrying about it. You're not responsible for anything" Niall said, looking up at me.
I just stood there, silently.
"Well, I was just about to go to bed." I said, walking over to my bed.
"Yea me too. I need sleep, otherwise I'm gonna die." Niall said, chuckling.
*Ding*
I looked over at my phone and read the message someone had just sent.
From Hazza Styles
When you left, your dad mentioned your birthday is tomorrow! Take your mind off of this, and start focusing on tomorrow!! Had a lot of fun tonight. Sneaking out of that place to meet with you. Goodnight love ā¤ļø
To Hazza Styles
Yea, need to spend the morning with him.. he made it obvious you guys are planning something lol. Goodnight, hope you're doing alright :)
I put down my phone, and got comfortable in my bed.
"Goodnight Vic." Niall said, turning off his lamp.
"Night Niall." I replied, closing my eyes.