Down to Earth (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter Fifteen

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Hayley’s POV

After the party, we go back to our rooms. We have not noticed the time. So, when we get back, it is already 3AM. Niall, Louis & Zayn are a little tipsy so we have to help them up to the penthouse. Once we are in the penthouse, the tipsy lads go straight to their rooms & sleep. We are also tired ourselves.

“So, I guess tomorrow we will just be chilling here since everyone looks tired.” Liam states, rubbing his eyes.

“Yeah, I guess so. I bet the lads”—Harry sticks his thumbs to the drunk lads’ rooms—“are gonna have hangovers tomorrow.”

Danielle sighs in exhaustion. “It’s okay. We’ve already visited the great landmarks here in Paris.”

“Yeah, let’s just eat some French foods.” Harry suggests.

“I bet Niall would be very happy.” I comment. They laugh tiredly.

We all go to our respective rooms. I give Harry a smile before I go inside my room. I flip on the lights & go to the bathroom. I strip off my clothes & into some comfy pajamas. I lie down on my bed. I reminisce about the events earlier.

Kiel putting some lemon chicken on my plate without my permission.

Him asking me to dance with him, making my friends uncomfortable & Harry furious.

But I throw those thoughts aside because there is only one thing on my mind. The kiss I have shared with Harry.

When I have taken his hand, tingles have gone down my spine. When I have spun to him, my heart has skipped a beat. When he has pressed his forehead to mine, my heart has started beating rapidly. But, I try to remain stoic. Then, when he has pressed his lips onto mine, I have seen sparks everywhere. And this time, I have kissed him back. The kiss has lasted for three seconds. Then he sings to me the line from the song.

 We’ll never feel bad anymore.

Feel bad about what, actually? I try to think of the things that we could feel bad about but nothing pops in my head. Whatever.

This is the most unforgettable night of my life.

The next day, I wake up in the afternoon & so does the others. Just like what we have decided on, we just order some French food & eat the whole day. We start to pack our things because this is our last day in Paris. Tomorrow we will be flying to Rome.

Harry sits beside me at breakfast. We just talk casually just like nothing has happened. We have not told the others about what have happened last night. All they know is that we have just danced. I am not sure if we will tell the others but I am sure I will tell Danielle about it soon.

After we have eaten, we play on the lads’ game console. They choose a dance game entitled “Just Dance 4” so everyone can play, according to them. Zayn & Niall goes first. They choose a song called “Moves Like Jagger” & they stand in front of the TV. A male figure wearing a green, button-up shirt & violet vest stands in front of the screen. The song plays & the figure starts to dance. Zayn & Niall imitates the figure poorly. They are not in time with it.

“Guys, what you need to do is follow the guy on the screen, okay?” Louis patronizes Zayn & Niall.

“Look who’s talking.” Niall sneers at him. He does not falter from his dancing.

“Let’s see how you’ll dance later.” Zayn says.

“You’re on!” Louis proclaims.

Zayn & Niall continues dancing; sweat is starting to trickle down their temples. When the song finishes, Zayn’s & Niall’s scores appear. They both get three stars. They cheer & high-five each other.  Afterwards, Louis replaces them in front of the screen. Louis chooses a song titled “Never Gonna Give You Up”. Before he starts, he wiggles his eyebrows at Zayn & Niall, who just rolls their eyes at him. The song starts & Louis imitates it just like how Zayn & Niall does. Poorly. In the end, their scores are a tie.