An Ocean Away

It was a good thing I had my outfit I had dry cleaned the other day still in my car. It was perfect for a night at the Ritz especially in the fancy restaurant. I mean there wasn't much I could do at this point. Without any hesitation I followed Harry back to his hotel room and got ready. He changed in the bathroom to give me privacy while I changed until I needed the bathroom sink for my makeup.

Once Harry emerged from the bathroom I was in awe. He was dressed so impeccably it was incredible. How could some look so well dressed and proper and at the same time girls wanted to jump his bones whenever he walked into a room. I wouldn't mind just skipping dinner and hooking up with him right here right now, but of course I couldn't come off slutty and desperate. I had just gotten out of a two year relationship with someone from my school and great he would be there tonight celebrating his grandfathers birthday. LOVELY!

When we crossed each other so I could get into the bathroom I caught the scent of his cologne and it was to die for. He smelt like heaven and sex. It was the best combination ever. His eyes looked me up and down for a quick second and then he bit his bottom lip. How much hotter could this guy get? Like seriously, This was not fair.

30 minutes after I finished my makeup Harry and I set out towards the restaurant. Everyone was staring I could tell but I just kept my eyes focused in front of me and I kept talking to Harry as if nothing was going on. We walked arm and arm and so many people were already whispering and taking photos. I felt bad for him, He couldn't go anywhere without someone taking a picture or yelling his name.
Nicole's outfit
"Oh. Mr. Styles, we reserved the private room for you and gorgeous girlfriend tonight. Please follow me."
Harry shot me a look of embarrassment over the fact that she referred to me as his girlfriend. I didn't really mind. Who would really?

"Nicole, did I tell you how amazing you look tonight?"
I shook my head and smiled lightly. He grabbed my hand as we followed the hostess to our table which was outside on the balcony over looking the ocean. It was beautiful. I felt as if I was in a fairy tail. There was no way this was actually real.

I knew that the photos all those girls took back in the lobby would end up on Tumblr and Twitter and I knew Alice would be upset but she would have done the exact same thing if she was in my position right now. How do you say no to the most attractive guy when he asks to hang out with you. Especially when he is a celebrity and in a boy band. It just doesn't happen everyday.

"You look kinda nervous love" Harry looked at me questioningly.
It didn't help that the table six feet from us said "reserved VIP" which I knew was for my ex-boyfriend's family. It was a long rectangular table set for 10 and I had no doubt it in my mind it was for them. It would be any second now that they would show up and all look at me.
"Uh.. It's just, I know who that table is reserved for. My ex-boyfriend and his..."
I couldn't even finish my sentence when my Kyle's whole family walked into the room. I felt my whole body tense up and I started to panic.
Harry turned his head over to the large group who were walking onto the balcony one after the other. Once I looked over, I locked eyes with Kyle and then with his mother. His mother, unfortunately knew exactly who One Direction is and who Harry Styles is. This had to be one of the most awkward situations I had ever experienced. It wasn't as if Kyle and I had just broken up, it had been a year and he had brought the girl he cheated on me with to the dinner, which made it even more awkward.
I turned back to Harry and sighed deeply.
"Hey, it's okay, you don't need him. He looks like a tool anyways. Forget him." He gave me a wink and grabbed my hand across the table right when Kyle looked back over. I knew it would be rude to not say anything to his family since they were always so kind to me over the two years we had dated.
I got up and said hello to everyone I knew and Harry ended up introducing himself as my date. Great more awkwardness. It was hard enough that I ditch Alice but Kyle was still pretty close to Alice and I knew this would get back to her by the end of then night. My phone started to blow up like crazy.
From Alice:
So apparently there's this brunette girl who is with Harry right now at dinner. But no one got a good picture of her face. She is wearing an outfit so similar to the one you just bought for the award show. How funny!
So she had no clue it was me. She kept mentioning me in tweets about how she believes the girl Harry is with is so "ugly" and that the girl "needs a reality check"
Great. Just great.
Thank God dinner was almost over and I no longer had to be in the same room as Kyle and his family.

Once we exited the restaurant, we walked over towards the beach. Instead of me having to bend over and have to take off my shoes, Harry ended up doing it for me. He was such the gentleman. It was adorable and wonderful at the same time. He wouldn't let me carry my own shoes while we walked along the sand. After an hour of walking we sat down on a beach chair and just talked. He was really interesting to talk to. He wasn't like one of those superficial famous people. He hated the word famous actually. I agreed with him. We just label people instead of trying to figure out who they are under their talent and their career. He was so down to earth it took me by surprise. I was not expecting any of this.

I looked down at my watch and it was already 1:30 am. I so had to be home. My parents are probably freaking out right about now. They knew I was on the Key but they assumed I was with my friend Camille.
"I'm so sorry. I'm having a lot of fun, but I should probably get home before my parents call the cops. My phone ran out of battery and I couldn't tell them where I was or how long I was going to be out."

"If you want, you can spend the night here. Don't worry, I'll sleep on the couch. You can take the bed. I can give you a shirt and boxers to sleep in. You can charge your phone and tell your parents where you are and that you are alive and safe. I don't really think you should be driving. Since you know you did have those three glasses of wine."

I mean I could text Camille and tell her to cover for me. Her parents are never home so it's not like they would even ask her parents if I spent the night.
"UH yeah sure. That would be great. Thank you so much. Are you sure it's okay? I don't want to impose on you. I can sleep on the couch. It's fine with me. Im used to it. It's your hotel room and you should sleep on the bed."

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