"Ahhh, hmmm" Niall and Harry heard Lottie say. "Lou and I usually only have you ugly blokes to work our magic on. Today I am proud to say we have some real beauties to fix up. Meet your dinner dates."

Niall stood up and watched Amanda walk down the stairs. She looked stunning. A beautiful black dress that hugged her body perfectly. Her hair and makeup done beautifully. He was speechless.

Amanda felt Niall's eyes on her the whole time she walked down the stairs. She had to concentrate not to fall she was so nervous. She felt his gaze so intently; she didn't know what to think or how to feel. She walked up to him. He looked incredible he was dressed in nice grey suit and jacket. White shirt with no tie. God he was a good looking man. She took his hand when he reached for her.

He looked her up and down. "I'm gonna have to keep my eye on you tonight every guy in the building is going to want to talk to you." He kissed her and looked at her again. "I'm the luckiest guy in the world."

Harry stood up and took a few steps towards the stairs. He could see Julie at the top, but Lou was fixing her hair. When she thanked Lou and walked towards the stairs, he was shocked again. She took his breath away. She was wearing a long light blue dress cut modestly low. And even though it fell to her ankles, it had a very high slit on one side, so that every time she took a step down, you could see her thigh. Her hair and makeup done perfectly by Lottie and Lou. Every time he saw her in a different look, she amazed him.

Julie slowly walked down the stairs. She had to hold her dress up slightly so she didn't step on it and trip. She could wear heels, but these were higher and thinner then she was used too. She loved the dress; it wasn't something she would have ever bought on her own, but it was beautiful. Lottie really was good at what she did between the dress and the make up she felt almost like star. Add to that, the hair Lou did. She never felt so pretty. She was sort of uncomfortable with that thought though. Harry looked amazing as usual. He had on tight black jeans and a black button down shirt with the top couple of buttons open. Trademark boots on his feet. She slid her hand into his at the bottom of the stairs.

"That dress is amazing." He said to her spinning her around slowly to look at her. She got his blood pumping. He could hardly stand it.

"Good thing you like it, cuz it's yours. You bought it; so next time you get to wear it." She smiled innocently at him.

"Oh, that innocent thing won't work. I know you better than that already. But that dress is all yours. There is no one on earth who would look better in it." He complimented.

Sure Julie thought. Like half your ex-girlfriends with the long legs and model bodies. She didn't say anything though. He was being sincere, and even though it was in her nature to put that wall up, she fought it. "Thank you. That's very kind." She smiled up at him. She wasn't sure she wanted to go to this restaurant with him. She was afraid of paparazzi and fans. She was barely ready to admit to herself this was happening with Harry Styles; she wasn't ready for the world to know. She did not want to become the girl the world hated right now. "Harry, I know we got all dressed up, I put the dress on, let them pamper me. It's lovely, but do we have to go to the restaurant? Can you just take me home instead?" She saw that look in his eyes so she continued. "We can grab take out, curl up on the couch, and watch netflix or something. I want to spend tonight with you, but I'm just not ready for the public outing."

At first, he started to get a bit upset when she said she didn't want to go out. But after she explained she wanted to be with him, just not out in the middle of a potential paparazzi shit storm, he understood. He smiled at her. "You know what. I think that's a great idea. I get to pick what side of the couch I want first."

Julie went over and hugged Amanda. "We aren't going to the restaurant. Harry's gonna take me home. Take out, Netflix and chill. I am not ready for the media storm that will come from anyone catching him with me. You look positively smashing tonight. And even though I didn't ask and can't believe it, you just did it. Thanks for covering my shift for me. Love you Panda."

Amanda hugged her back. "Too hard to just say thanks, huh?" she laughed. "You look gorgeous. I can't believe you're wasting that dress. Every eye would have been on you."

"Good thing I'm not coming then, so all eyes can be on you." Julie winked at her friend. "And I didn't waste it. Harry bought it. And he's the only one that I care sees it right now. It's what he wanted, so figured it wouldn't hurt to put it on."

Amanda shook her head. "You think you're so funny." She glanced up at Harry who was still watching JJ. I can only imagine what he really wants to do with that dress, she thought. She wished Niall wanted to do what she was sure Harry was thinking. Wish he wanted to get me out of this dress.

Harry was glad they weren't going out. He heard Amanda when she told her that all eyes would be on Julie tonight, and she was right. He wasn't sure if he could handle it. No, right now he just wanted his own eyes on her. It would get chaotic if people found out he was with someone. Serious or not, they would run with any story.

Julie hugged Niall. "You look great. Remember though, I will be paying close attention. Treat her right friend." Julie pointed to her eyes and then his like I got my eyes on you.

She grabbed her bags and went to carry them to the car, but Harry wasn't having any of that. He took them from her hands gently. "Harry, I can carry my own bags."

"I know you can, but when I'm around, you don't have to." When she gave him a look, he smiled and said, "Ok ,so I bought most of it, at least let me carry it to the car."

She rolled her eyes at him. "You think you're so cute."

He laughed and put the bags in the trunk. He got in the driver's seat and watched Julie trying to sit in the dress. She was having a hard time getting the dress to cover correctly in the seat. The slit wanted to show off more leg then she wanted to. He could tell, because she kept trying to pull it together over her thigh. He watched intently but didn't say anything. When she caught him staring he just smiled at her. He couldn't help it. No matter what she thought, or anyone else thought, HE thought she was the most beautiful thing he'd laid eyes on. He heard her exclaim. "Oh I give up." He laughed. "I was hoping you would. It covers enough and shows enough too," he said as he put his hand just above her knee. When she shuddered at his touch, he hid a smile. She wouldn't take too kindly to his thoughts right now. He was trying to behave, but it sure was hard.

She watched his hand inch slightly higher on her thigh. She couldn't take it. She was trying really hard not to jump back into bed with him, but his touch did things to her she'd never felt before. She put her hand on his to stop it from sliding up any further. She felt him squeeze her leg and looked over at him. He was looking at the road driving, but she swore she could see the lust in his eyes. Great, she thought; she knew if he tried, she wouldn't resist; no matter how much her heart and brain told her she needed to slow down and be careful, her body reacted differently. It was an exhausting battle. They drove the rest of the way in silence.

Niall took Amanda into the restaurant through the back VIP entrance. He wanted to concentrate on them and not on the media craziness that would come with him bringing a date. He took her hand and walked her to the table. He was so proud to have such a beautiful girl on his arm, and the time would come when he would show her off to the world, but for now, he just wanted her to himself and his close group of friends. He pulled out her chair and helped her sit. They ordered and had an amazing dinner and talked about many things. They got on really well, and he was super excited to find someone whom he felt complemented him and whom he felt he complemented. It had been a long time coming. When they were finished eating, he took her by the hand and pulled her to the small dance floor. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. "Dance with me princess," he whispered in her ear.

Amanda didn't even know what song was playing. Honestly she didn't even care. Being in his arms like that felt better than anything. And he called her princess. Made her swoon. He was definitely her prince. She couldn't believe all of this. There wasn't much else that could be more perfect. Well, maybe if he would finally take her to bed. She was anticipating that for so long now. He seemed like he wanted too and like he was going too but always stopped short. She didn't want him to stop ever, but he always did. She hated to complain about it because he was making everything else perfect, but she wanted him so bad and wanted him to want her just as badly.

After a few more slow dances, Niall whispered in her ear. "Let's get out of here. Back to my hotel room."

Amanda nodded and followed him to the door. Maybe this was it. Please let this be it.

Julie unlocked the door to the apartment and walked in. Harry closed the door behind them and walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. "Hi." He whispered in her ear.

"Hi." She said her voice cracking with emotion. God, how she hated the way he made her feel. "I....I should change."

"Not yet." He spun her around and pulled her close. "Dance with me first." He started swaying slowly back and forth with her in his arms.

Oh god, she thought. What was he trying to do to her? He was good. Too good. No wonder he never had any trouble with the ladies. "There's....there's....no music." She kind of laughed.

"Oh, guess you're right. Guess when you're around, I'm always hearing music." He leaned down and kissed her. Gently and sweetly.

Julie reacted by putting her hand behind his neck. The kiss was somehow different. It was softer and sweeter. It made her feel the same way though. Completely lost and the butterflies in her stomach. Her heart beat faster, and in that moment, she never wanted to stop. After a few minutes, they broke away both breathless. He leaned his forehead on hers. Both their eyes closed. She had to get away from him. She couldn't move though. She had too. Oh god, she was falling for him. No! She couldn't; she put her hands on his chest and pushed him back gently.

"I've really gotta go change." She stepped back and went to her room.

Harry sighed and ran his hand through his hair. She was always running. He would never understand. The way she kissed him was in sharp contrast to her always running. Why did he bother? He looked up when she stepped back out of the room.

"Um," She couldn't believe she was about to do this, but the zipper was stuck on the dress. Completely. She was sure she was sabotaged by Lottie. She tried and tried but couldn't get it down. "The zipper...." She struggled to finish. "It's stuck. I...I...need your help."

This is why, he thought. He walked up to her moved her hair and brushed the loose strands off her neck. He smiled when she shivered. He kissed the back of her neck and tried to unzip the zipper. It was really stuck. He started laughing. "You weren't kidding." He laughed even harder as he continued to try.

"You thought I was lying?" She couldn't help but laugh because of him laughing.

"I thought you were being all smooth. And I was trying to be all smooth." He wrapped his arms around her. "I think you're stuck." He leaned his chin on her shoulder.

"Blimey." She said. "I have no idea what to do."

"I don't think I've ever heard an American use Blimey." He laughed. "Cute."

She turned to face him. "Will you ever stop making fun of me?" She wrapped her arms around his neck. She had already taken off her heels so she had to stand on her tip toes just to be able to reach.

"No, never." He leaned down and kissed her again. This time was complete passion. She could feel his entire body against her. She could feel what he was feeling. It was overwhelming. God, she thought. Fight it. Don't let him get to you. All thoughts of fighting went out the window when he finally got the zipper to come down. She was his. She had to admit it. There was no stopping the physical chemistry. She just had to accept this is what they were. When he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her so tight it lifted her off the ground, she gave in completely. She let him take control. He took her into her room, put her down, and slid the dress from her shoulders and laid her back on the bed. She instinctively tried to cover herself. He moved her hands. "Don't hide. You're beautiful." He removed his shirt and laid over her, arms extended so he was looking down at her. She reached up and softly began to touch his tattoos. Slowly and gently, she touched them all. Her touch was driving him mad; she had to know that, he thought. He held out as long as he could, but he couldn't take it anymore. He crushed his body to hers. She stiffened slightly, but he felt her start to relax. Then he thought about the conversation they had earlier. He stopped, pushed up on his arms and looked at her. His voice was a little gruffer then normal. "We don't have to. We can just hold each other." It almost hurt him to say it, but he meant it. If that's what she wanted, he would do it.

She looked in his eyes. Did he mean it? Would he be able to just be there with her, knowing he wasn't going to get lucky? Maybe. She couldn't tell. She shook her head. "Why bother fighting it?" She traced his lips with her thumb. "Just live, right?"

He wasn't sure if it was smart to continue. He wasn't sure if he should try harder to fight it. In the end though, he just wanted her so bad he couldn't fight. He was all in.

Niall let Amanda into the room and walked in behind her. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to him forcefully. He kissed her. He kissed her roughly and for a long time. He wanted her badly. He could barely contain it anymore. The way she felt in his arms; the way her lips felt against his. The way her body felt against his. He felt his heart race and put his hands on her hips. He raised her dress slightly as he tightened his grip. He was ready. He felt it. She had to know too; there was no hiding what was going on. He wanted to be the stereotypical guy at that point and just take her. But he didn't want it to be just that with them. He wanted it to be more. He didn't want her to think this was just a typical stop on tour. She was special. She wasn't just someone he wanted to sleep with. She was more than that. This was someone he wanted a relationship with. More than just this stop. He wanted to be able to see her again and again. Come to her on breaks and bring her out on tour. He had to stop. Show her she was more. He reluctantly pulled back from her.

This is it, Amanda thought. Finally! She felt him ready. Couldn't deny that. She felt him against her and knew he was ready for sure. She was shocked and completely caught off guard when he pulled back. What was he doing? Why!?! She screamed to herself. She had to do something. "Niall, I don't want you to stop. It's ok." She stepped closer to him again.

"Amanda." He closed his eyes and rested his hands on her hips. "This would be easy. Taking you would be simple. I want there to be more. I want to show you first how much just being with you means. That I want a relationship with you beyond this."

He was sweet really. But enough was enough. "You can have that. You don't have to stop to have that." She kissed him. She wanted to show him she wanted him to take her to bed.

He pulled back again. "There's time. Please Amanda. Let me show you."

She laid her head on his shoulder. What was wrong with him? "Of course, Niall." She was extremely disappointed though. What did she have to do?

"Don't be mad. Please. I promise; it will happen, and no doubt will be amazing." He wrapped his arms around her.

She nodded, and let him hold her. Sure, she thought to herself. You leave in the morning, so when? This was crazy. She knew she wouldn't go anywhere and would always stay in his arms, but damn him for trying to be so noble.

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