The Internship

Chapter 2

“Oh,” whispered out of my lips that suddenly became dry. I awkwardly ran my tongue over my slightly parted lips while maintaining eye contact with harry.

A loud grumble ruptured around the room and everyone’s eyes darted towards Niall whose hands gripped at his stomach. A cheeky smile flourished on his face trying to cover his embarrassment.

“Are you hungry, Lad?” Louis remarked while poking Niall’s pudgy stomach.

“I think by the sound his stomach just made we know he is hungry,” Samantha giggled causing Niall to slouch down trying to hide himself from embarrassment.

“When my family first moved here to North Carolina, we found an amazing pizza joint if you guys want to go grab some dinner?” Zayn remarked showing off his strong accent that obviously hasn’t faded.

Niall was the first one to respond to Zayn’s question with an eager response and shook his head rapidly. All the guys eventually agreed to go get food but Samantha and I still hadn’t responded.

“Well I think Roy could use a shower before she goes out in public,” Samantha said frankly. As much as I wanted to deny her comment I knew that I needed a shower because the knots in my hair called for some heavy conditioning.

“I kind of wanted to finish this rerun of America’s Got Talent before leaving,” Liam chimed in with a small pout on his face.

“That works perfectly because it’ll give me enough time to get ready,” I said hoping they’d agree to give me some prep time. “I’ll take the fastest shower of my life,” I said while walking to my room so I could throw my suitcase and duffel in.

I paced back across the living room and entered the modern bathroom and was taken back when I saw my disgusting reflection. My hair was not working with me and sweat blotches covered my cream colored sweater along with a drool streak. I didn’t hesitate when removing the drool covered shirt and tossing it on the floor along with my leggings and I only stumbled a little when removing my Italian boots. Within a couple of second I was stripped down and in the steaming hot water finally cleaning my grimy body. I had to shampoo my hair twice in order to get all of the oil out of my blonde locks. Once I got the conditioner lathered on my dry hair I sighed because the knots started loosening and moisturizing the strands.

I feverishly scrubbed my body clean with soap and rinsed off in a hurry. When I got out of the glass shower, steam covered the enormous mirror unwilling me to see my clean body. I took a towel from under the sink and rubbed the water of the mirror and started drying my hair then proceeded to dry my body. Once my skin wasn’t covered with liquid I realized I forgot to bring clothes to change into.

“Shit,” I murmured while looking at the dirty and now soaked clothes that laid on the floor. I took the nasty clothes in my hand and braced myself for the walk from the bathroom to my room while only covering my body with an itsy bitsy towel. I pulled my damp hair over my right shoulder and twisted the door open.

Thankfully when I could see out into the living room, all the boys were distracted by the glowing screen. However, once I opened the door enough for me to slide out of the bathroom, it creaked causing all their eyes to drift towards me. Samantha’s eyes locked on mine while I made a bolt for my room.

I heard a wolf whistle escape Zayn’s lips which only made me walk faster trying to pick up my pace. The living room didn’t feel that big a couple of minutes ago but during my towel trip it felt like the room was as long as a runway.

My hand grasped the doorknob to my room and twisted it so I could enter my safe place. I shut the door behind me and instantly dropped my towel so I could search for an outfit to wear. I tore through my entire suitcase trying to find something I could throw on. I ended up settling with baggy ripped jean shorts and an oversized black sweater. I made my way towards my bed so I could sit down and slide my little booties back on my feet without toppling over.