When Two Worlds Collide (On Hold)

Chapter 16

Harry’s POV

I had slipped out of Vanessa’s room around 6:30 in the morning. I punched in my key card to my room silently and crept inside without making a noise. Having smaller, more dainty, feet in this kind of situation really does help.

The room was dark and the curtains had been closed, stopping any light from escaping inside. I tip toed over to the bed where a giant heap lay underneath the covers. Just where I left him. I sighed and realized I still was in my clothes from last night. I went over to Vanessa’s suitcase and quickly pulled out some jeans and a random T-shirt. I’m no good with women's fashion so this will just have to do. Then I scanned the bag’s contents for the proper undergarments. I spotted a black lace set and couldn’t stop my mind from drifting off into boyish thoughts. I snatched them up quickly and quietly ran to the bathroom. The white door closed behind me with a soft click. I flicked the lights on and slowly slipped out of my clothes. Each time I had to do this I couldn’t help but to feel a bit awkward, like she's suddenly going to pop out and scold me for it or something. I mean sure, I’ve seen it all before believe it or not, under better circumstances I'll admit. Yet I feel like I’m disrespecting her in a way. I sighed. There really isn't any other way to do this though... 

I couldn’t help but to marvel at the slight curve of her body in the mirror. And the faint gleam in her light brown eyes that go so well with her auburn hair. Her hair was one of my favorite features on her body. The way it shines whenever the light hits it just right, its just so...enchanting.... I traced my hand over her lips longingly, then to the arch of her nose. She really is beautiful, but what really makes her is her personality. She’s funny, kind, caring, ambitious, stern when needed, and probably one of my favorite things about her, adventurous. If only she could see these things about herself....

Then I let my eyes trail farther down her body, letting my boy instincts kick in. I shook my head quickly, trying to shake away my thoughts. I turned on the shower and hopped inside waiting for the water to turn to just the way I like it. I looked around her shower for the right shampoo and conditioner and applied it evenly to my hair. Luckily I know what its like having curly hair. You can’t wash it with shampoo everyday. I usually do at least 3 times a week. If you wash it too much with shampoo my hair usually gets less soft. 

After I was done working with my hair I washed up properly. I noticed on my legs that there where some dark hairs growing in. Now, I’ve shaved before but a guy shaving and a girl shaving is a bit different...I thought back to all that Vanessa told me concerning Hygiene at the hospital and stepped out of the shower to find a razor. I applied some soap to my legs and took a deep breath raising the razor towards my leg. Just as I was about to slide it across, there was a banging at the door. I jumped up slightly and cleared my throat.

“Yes?” I said sweetly.

“Nessa? What are you doing in the shower so early?” A groggy voice I recognized as Zayn’s asked. I paused for a second to think of an excuse.

“Well first off its only 8 in the morning, so its not that early. Second...I..um.....” Then it came to me. “I got my period!” I yelled back. There was a pause behind the door then some shuffling.

“Ugh....Sorry I asked...” He mumbled. I giggled slightly and continued to do what I had to do. When I was finished I washed off and admired my legs. I never noticed how smooth a women’s leg is after being shaved. After a good couple of minutes running my hands down my legs, I got up from the tub and wrapped a towel around myself. Once I was done changing I decided to leave my hair out to air dry. I’ll have to ask Vanessa later on how she styles it...

I stepped out of the hot room releasing a wave of steam as I did so. 

“Where you going?” Zayn whispered shielding his eyes from the stream of light coming from the bathroom.