I gulp nervously and look to the girl next to me who's completely oblivious to what's going on. I feel like the whole world around me stopped and it's only me and Harry. The Harry I've been Sexting.

My mouth goes dry and I open and close it still speechless. Is this real life? I'm definitely dreaming. I feel light headed and uneasy. I've said dirty things to this boy. I've shared dirty words with him. I've even touched myself to the thought of him.. And he knows it.

My head is spinning and I can't even stand anymore. I take one last breath and feel my body go numb and hit the ground.

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I wake up in a dark room. My forehead is damp and I'm wearing a dark blue t-shirt and black Calvin Klein boxers. My hairs still in a loose braid and I'm laid out on a black leather couch with a fleece blanket around me.

Where am I? Was this all a dream? Was I drugged and kidnapped?

My eyes widen at the thought and I begin to panic. I've got to get out of here. I shoot up from the couch searching for a light switch. When found I flip it on. Walking towards the door I slowly turn the knob not knowing what to expect. I can't believe my eyes. On the other side of the door is Harry Styles. He stands their smiling with a bottle of water and banana in his hand. I think I'm gonna faint.

"Woah there." He laughs catching my body from falling. "Let's just take a seat and chat, yeah?" He guides me with one hand on my lower back gesturing his other hand with the water and banana towards the black leather couch where I was sleeping moments ago.

I sit down on the opposite end of the couch watching him. I admire the way his jaw moves as he takes bites slowly chewing his banana. You can see his neck muscles move with every bite he takes. I can't help but keep starring at how effortlessly attractive he is.

"What?" He smirks chewing slightly.

"Nothing." I say looking away. I feel awkward being around him knowing what I said to him.

"You know Rion, I don't bite. You can sit a little closer."

"It's Ry." I snap turning my head towards him.

"Right.. Soo.. Rion." He looks towards me with a smile. "You really gotta stop doing that."

I roll my eyes at the mention of my full name. I have a feeling he'll never call me Ry. "Doing what?" I question with furrowed eyebrows. I adjust myself so that my body is turned away from him. I can't come to look at him in the eyes.

"Fainting whenever you see me." He says sliding closer. "I mean if you faint when you look at me, what will you do when I touch you?" He grabs my thigh with his large hand.

I gasp in response to his touch. His hand is warm against my bare thigh causing butterflies to form in my stomach. I quickly retreat to the other side of the room and lean against the counter. My arms stay crossed. I'm so embarrassed, he's probably so experienced with this type of stuff and here's little old me not knowing the first thing about sex. I only know from what I've read and heard from my best- ... ex best friend Emma.

"Rion, no need to be afraid." He says taking a step closer to me. He grabs my wrists gently making the feeling in my stomach only get stronger. I look up slightly to look him in the eyes. My breathing is getting heavier as he gets closer. His face is getting closer to my mine, I can feel his hot warm breath hit my lips causing goosebumps to rise. His grasp on my wrists gets tighter as he moves his mouth to my ear whispering against my skin.

"I love the way your body reacts to my touch baby." His hot breath is felt on my ear. "I also love the way you look in my clothes." He moves his lips under my ear beginning to suck lightly. I moan while my hips buck up in surprise and pleasure. "I'm sure you'll look even better without them." He continues to kiss down my neck.

"Harry-." Louis yells walking into the room. I slide away from Harry and clear my throat. I can feel Harry's eyes on me and a smirk plastered across his face.

"Oh sorry didn't know I was interrupting something." He says containing that famous Louis Tomlinson smirk.

"You weren't." I quickly say. "I was actually just leaving." I head towards the table to collect my belongings.

"No she wasn't." Harry takes a step in front of me trying to stop me.

"Yes I was." I step around Harry grabbing my things. Harry moves in front of me blocking my exit. I really don't want to leave, but I'm so embarrassed.

"I'm just gonna uh yeah." Louis says pointing his thumb toward the door backing awkwardly out.

Harry and I stand facing each other turning our heads watching Louis try to escape.

"No Louis stay." I say turning my head in his direction.

"Louis you can leave now." Harry replies pushing his hand in the air.

"You know it's really been a pleasure meeting you, but I think I heard Niall calling my name." He reaches for the door handle.

As of right on cue Niall opens the door before Louis can leave. "I didn't call your name." He steps in the now crowded dressing room.

"Oh hello, who might this be?" Niall asks walking closer to me. I look down at what I'm wearing and can feel my cheeks burn red.

"Seriously?" Harry sighs at his band mates.

"Niall Horan." He extends his hand out my way.

"Not interested." Harry says stepping in between us. The air just got really thick between everyone.

"She can't speak for herself?" Niall argues back.

I push Harry to the side and reach my hand out. "I'm Rion, Ry for short." I smile shaking his hand. His mouth raises into a cheeky smile. "Pretty name, Ry."

"Hey, where did- oh hi." Zayn says entering the room shirtless. "Sorry we usually don't have guests back here." Zayn tried covering his well toned body, to my amusement I bite my lip. From the corner of my eye I can see Harry clenching his jaw. Is he jealous?

"What's going on in here?" Liam now enters the room. Dang. I'm in a small room with shirtless Zayn, flirty Niall, awkward Louis, curious Liam, and mad/jealous Harry. Life is great.

"Can everyone just leave?" Harry asks in an annoyed tone.

Louis looks at Niall mocking Harry as they exit the room. Everyone follows and I can hear the faint laughs of Niall as the door shuts.

We stand in silence for a few moments. Harry steps back and leans against the counter crossing his arms while starring at me. I take a seat back onto the leather couch feeling a bit light headed.

"Oh Rion." He steps closer to me leaning down and resting his hands on either side of my thighs.

"What am I going to do with you?"