Chapter 3
Harry POV

I jumped up and howled in victory. Alice was staying. Not only was she gorgeous, but I was going to make sure she was mine.
As all us boys filed out, me in the front, I noticed Alice was twirling her hair nervously. Her eyes had a wild look in them, and she looked like she wanted to cry. As soon as she saw us, she stood up and said, "Look, guys, you don't have to keep me here...I-I'll understand if you want to send me back out as a homeless girl with no aims.."
I walked right up to her and hugged her. I know she wasn't trying to make us feel bad, but that's how it made me feel. Why should she be homeless? Why should anyone be homeless?
"You're staying," I whispered in her ear.

Alice's breath hitched, and she stared blankly at me. "W-what?"
"You're staying. With us."
Her face turned pale, then changed to bright pink with excitement. "I'm staying with One Direction. What did I do to be this lucky?"
I winked, then said, "Don't you want a shower? You can borrow some of my clothes 'til we get you some new ones, love."
"Of course I do!" Alice squealed, jumping up and down. She rushed back into my arms and buried her face into my neck. "I love you guys so much right now..."

I smirked, which quickly melted into a soft smile. "Well, it is a little difficult not no love us, right?" I joked, immediately getting a smack to the chest. "What?" I asked innocently, my eyes wide.
"Don't be cheeky with me Mr. Styles."
"And I'm the cheeky one."

Alice's face turned a cute shade of pink, then she burst out laughing. "S-show me the s-s-shower!" she managed to giggle out before slumping against me.
I sighed, then said, "If you insist," jokingly. I looked up, and the boys were smiling. I'd totally forgotten they were even there.
My face got hot as my cheeks heated up. "Uh...yeah, Alice the shower's this way..."

She continued to giggle, but let me lead her to my room, where a separate shower was. I got her a random t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants. She watched me intently, as if expecting me to turn around and start yelling at her.
"Ya know, you can loosen up a bit babe," I said, winking at her. She jumped, then blushed bright red. Her eyes were wide, like a deer in headlights.
Her shoulders dropped noticeably as the tension left her muscles. Her face looked calmer, and her eyes even sparkled a little bit. "Yeah...loosen up..." she muttered to herself, swinging back and forth a bit.

I chuckled, then brought her over to the shower. I got her a rag and towel, then told her she could use anything she wanted. "When you're done, I'll probably be watching TV with the lads."
"Okay..." With that, Alice closed the door, blocking my view of her.

~Alice POV~

I closed the door, then immediately started getting undressed and starting the shower. Not wasting any time, I got into the shower and let the hot water wash away my worries.
She won't find me...She won't find me... I thought, scrubbing my body clean. But what would happen if she did manage to find me? I mean, come on, a random girl shows up, and she looks just like Kimbra's (my mother) missing daughter, and is dating Harry Styles. What are the odds? Kimbra knew I loved Harry. It was a no-brainer. The girl would obviously be me, and Kimbra would know.

I grabbed Harry's shampoo and started to scrub it into my hair. I soon rinsed it out, then did the same with the conditioner, except I left it in as I let the warm water soak into me. As soon as I rinsed the conditioner out, I turned off the shower and stepped out. I quickly wrapped the towel around me in an attempt to stay warm; it didn't work at all.

My skin felt like it was on fire. That's just how much I scrubbed it. When I looked in the mirror at myself, I gasped. Staring back at me was a pretty girl with light brown hair. Her face was slightly red, just like her skin. I moved my right arm up and down, and the girl in the mirror did the same.
That girl was me.
Since when was I that beautiful? I hadn't looked at myself in the mirror since...well, three weeks ago. It seemed like it was longer though.
I pushed my hair back out of my eyes, watching the girl in the mirror do the same. Watching my reflection.

Once I got out of my shock, I grabbed the clothes Harry had gotten for me and put them on, tightening the waistband for the sweatpants so they fit me. I looked in the mirror and smiled. Sure the shirt was too big, but I didn't care. I was tired of my other clothes; at least I was able to get some new ones, whether they fit or not.


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I stepped into the room where the TV was showing some random show. Harry and Louis were sitting on the ends of the couch, with Zayn, Liam, and Niall squished in the middle. I nervously looked at the floor, thinking of a way to get their attention without making a scene. A small voice in my head told me to just walk up to them and tap Harry on the shoulder, and since I had no better idea, I just did it.

Harry jumped a bit, then looked up and smiled. "Hey," he murmured, grabbing my hand and kissing it lightly. He rubbed his thumb over the top of my hand, then lightly squeezed it. "Hey, I'm going to bed," he announced, getting up off the couch. He led me to his room, and just before he closed the door behind me, we heard Liam shout, "Don't try anything, Harry!"

I giggled, watching his face turn a slight color of pink. He quickly closed the door, then led me to one of the two beds in the room. "'Night Alice," he said, kissing me lightly on the cheek.
My knees buckled, and luckily I fell on the bed. Harry chuckled as he walked back to his bed, turning the light off in the process.
I pulled the blanket over me, rolled over, and quickly fell asleep.

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Harry turned around and started walking the opposite way as me. I tried to run, tried to keep up with him, but it was like running in place. "Harry!" I screamed, moving my legs faster.
I finally started to move, but it was a very slow pace. "HARRY!"

He finally turned around, but his face wasn't the same. It wasn't gorgeous like it was supposed to be; his face was Kimbra's.
I screamed in terror, turned around and tried running away. Kimbra cackled behind me, and instead of running away, I was being pulled towards her. "You can't hide forever Alice," she said, sounding furious. "Give up and come to your mother!"

"Alice...Alice, wake up!"
I turned around, squinting. Right in front of me was the silhouette of Harry's head. I reached out, my hand shaking, and touched his cheek, then his nose. "Harry?" I muttered hoarsely. I could tell I'd been screaming again; my throat felt like someone had decided to shove a knife down it and shred my throat apart.
He sighed, then said, "Yeah. It's me."

I dropped my hand to my face, covering my eyes. "I woke you up, didn't I?" I whispered, squeezing my eyes shut. According to a clock next to Harry's bed, it was 2:30 AM.
Harry yawned. His voice was slightly groggily as he muttered a, "Yes."
"I'm sorry..."
Harry dropped his head so it rested in the crook of my neck. "It's fine...You didn't mean to...I'm so damn tired though..."
I bit my lip nervously before scooting over on the bed and patting the space next to me. Harry stood up and got ready to get in next to me when I noticed he was in his boxers only.
I gasped quietly, staring at his abs. As soon as he was laying down comfortably, I pulled the blanket over the two of us and snuggled close to his chest. I listened to his heartbeat, quickly falling asleep.

This time, I had no nightmares.

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I heard snickers what seemed like seconds later. Opening my eyes, I squinted up at the bright light and up at four shadows. "Niall? Zayn? Liam? Louis?"
They immediately stopped laughing at the sound of my voice. I looked down at Harry's face. His eyes were shut, and his breathing was very even. He was still asleep.
"Alice, we're gonna go take a look around Austin," Liam said, shoving the other boys out. "Tell Harry when he wakes up."
"Okay," I said, letting my head fall back on Harry's chest and quickly falling back asleep.

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The next time I woke up, Harry was gone. I looked around, confused, and started to stand up. Where was he?
I walked out to the kitchen. Harry was sitting at the table, staring at his phone, eating a bowl of cereal. I walked in and sat down next to him. "Morning," I said, trying to remember what Liam wanted me to tell him. It seemed like it was hours ago, even though it was only one or two hours ago.
"Morning," Harry smiled. He set his phone down on the table, and music started to play out of it. The first song was Rascal Flatt's 'Life Is A Highway'. I smiled back, but our moment was ruined by my growling stomach.

Harry chuckled, then got up and got me a bowl of cereal. I listened to the song as I munched on my Lucky Charms.

Life is a highway,
I wanna ride it all night long.
If you're going my way,
I wanna drive it,
All night long,
Through all these cities and all these towns,
It's in my blood and it's all around,
I love you now like I loved you then,
This is the road,
And these are the hands,
From Mozambique to these Memphis nights,
The Khyber pass to Vancouver's lights...

I sorta zoned out after that, just focusing on my cereal. I hadn't noticed that the song changed until I was finished with my breakfast and Harry pulled me up and started to slow-dance to a fast-tempo song.

I giggled. "Harry, this isn't a slow song!"

Party Rock is in the house tonight,
Everybody just have a good time...

Harry shrugged, and continued to dance. I sighed, suddenly remembering what Liam had told me. "Hey, Liam said that he and the other boys were gonna take a look around Austin," I said, resting my head on Harry's shoulder.
"Okay." With that, Harry continued to guide me in slow dancing.

I buried my head into his neck. I started to think about how much he'd helped me. He didn't even know me, yet he'd payed for my dinner last night, then brought me to a place where I could sleep. He'd giving me a home and food, something I'd found hard to find for three weeks.

LMFAO stopped playing, but we didn't let go of each other. I kept my arms wrapped tightly around Harry's neck, and his were wrapped around my waist. After a few minutes, I undid my arms from his neck and wrapped them around his waist, moving my head to his chest. " come you brought me here? For all you knew, I could've been a serial killer."
Harry thought for a second before saying, "I don't just felt right, like I needed to do it. Why? Do you wish I hadn't?"
"No!" I said, pulling my head back. "I was just curious, that's all."
"Ya know, curiosity killed the cat."
"It didn't kill me," I said, winking at him.

Harry laughed, showing his dimples. "You're the best," he said. I was curious about what he meant, but then thought he'd probably just meant 'You're the best friend.'

I never knew how wrong I was until later.

3 hours later...near noon...

We were laying on the couch, with me in between Harry's legs, my head resting on his stomach. While he watched TV, I was busy buying clothes for myself, plus a phone. I'd decided to buy an iPhone, with a pink and purple case that looked like it would match my personality. (A/N: I DO NOT have an iPhone :P so sorry if anything is messed up about the icons and stuffs xD)
Harry's hand was resting on my shoulder, playing with my hair. I'd tried to get him to stop, since it was distracting, but he stopped for maybe half a second before starting up again.
"Hazza..." I said, looking up at him.
"Alice..." he'd mimicked playfully.

I'd narrowed my eyes at him, but all he did was kiss the tip of my nose. I sighed, wishing he hadn't kissed my nose. It was all that I'd been able to think of since it happened.
I looked up at Harry. He looked distracted too. "Harry?" I said, nervous about what I was going to do.
"Hmmm?" he muttered, looking down at me.

I set his phone on the table in front of the couch, turning so I was lying on my stomach. I looked at his lips, then back at his green eyes, trying to decide how to approach this. I subconsciously shrugged my shoulders, and started to lean forward.
Just before our lips touched, the hotel door opened quickly and Liam, Niall, Louis, and Zayn stumbled in, tons of fans running to get in. Only two managed, but were ushered out quickly.

I jerked away, flinging myself back to sit on the other side of the couch. Harry threw his head back and muttered, "Great timing guys."
They looked too distracted to listen, trying to get the last girl out. "B-b-but that girl just-nearly kissed my Harry!" the girl screamed, obviously furious.

"Erm..Ms ?," Liam said, trying to get the girl's attention.
"Emily. Emily Fisher."
"Yeah, Emily, I'm sure she didn't almost kiss Harry.." Liam continued to talk to Emily, and I threw my head into my hands. He'd find out soon enough. He was, after all, Daddy Direction.

As soon as Emily was gone (screaming by the way), the boys turned toward me and Harry. "Guys, we are seriously gonna have to change hotels, it's crazy down there!" Niall said, oblivious to the tension between me and Harry. He ran into the room that he and Louis shared, Louis right behind him.

We'd almost kissed. Almost.

Liam ran into his room that he shared with Zayn and grabbed all his stuff. "Niall's right! Hurry up and get packed, we need to leave ASAP!" he shouted from the other room. Zayn looked slightly pale, probably from all the girls that were screaming at him and running at him. But he still help Liam pack, nonetheless.
I jumped off the couch, happy for a reason to get away. Even though I had nothing to pack, Harry sure did. His room was somewhat messy.

Harry groaned, and mumbling about how we'd almost had our moment, he followed me into his room. As soon as his door was closed, he pushed me against it and kissed me fiercely. Right on the lips.
After what felt like seconds, he slammed his hand against the door and stopped hissing me, putting his head in the crook of my neck, trying to catch his breath. He'd obviously wanted to continue, but something was holding him back.
As if reading my thoughts, Harry muttered, "The boys are waiting...we need to hurry and pack."
I groaned, kissed his lips lightly one more time, then ducked under his arm and started packing. I'd rather kiss him then pack, but that might result in us"carried away."

I sighed, and saw Harry out of the corner of my eye. The kiss with him hand sent sparks through my body, and I had literally seen fireworks. Long story short; I loved the kiss. But how would I be able to sneak one with the boys in the tour bus? Eh, they'd find out soon enough about us. Why not sooner?

Soon enough, all of Harry's things were packed. I looked at the messy beds, the floor, everything, just to make sure nothing was left behind. "Alice, I'm sure we got everything..." Harry said, wrapping his arms around my waist.
I leaned back, savoring this moment with him. This would probably be one of the few moments I'd have alone with Harry now.

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SO, what'd ya think? :D hope y'all like it! ;D I tried to make it extra big too :))