Harry

It was nearing 12 noon before we headed out our hotel rooms and towards the pool, hoping to have a look round the hotel as well as some time in the sun before we have to at least try and look presentable for the first night out.

This was going to be harder than I thought Harry mumbled to himself seeing the state of some of his friends already as they have starting drinking in the rooms.

Niall looked around at the rest of the group ensuring that he had everyone's attention yet again, his controlling nature grating on Harry a bit but makes him wonder if Niall would be able to switch roles with Louis, he is really taking this organisational role quite seriously and would probably do a much better job than Louis.

"Right lads, according to the brochure there is a gym, yuck. Pool bar.. Wait. A. Bar. That. Is. Literally. In. The. Pool. Revolutionary oh my gosh.. Wait... GUYS ARE YOU LISTENIN-"

Harry looked over at his best friend giving him his best sympathetic froggy smile as he watched the rest of the lads walking away from Niall's rant about the features of the hotel as the only thing that they really needed to know was where the bar and pool were.

"C'mon Ni, we've all discussed what the hotel has and whatnot. We know the list off by heart. I know you're excited and everything but wouldn't it be better to just get into this holiday now eh?" Harry patted his shoulder as Niall gave him a small smile and reluctantly nodded.

"Anyway, we are losing time that we can spend focusing on you losing your virginity, Niall" as Harry giggled as he walked away leaving his stunned best friend who so desperately was trying to think of any decent comeback for the arsehole that he calls a best friend.

"Close your mouth, daarling. Do not want to be catching any of our deadly insects in there" one of the hotel maids said as she walked past, hysterically laughing at her poor attempt at a joke. It still made Niall's eyes widen and him to clam his mouth shut as fast as possible, clanking his teeth together in the process.

Stepping outside the glass doors at the back of the hotel the sun beaming down and burning the poor Brits piggy-like skin, Harry removes his sunglasses from the top of his head where it was holding his long curly hair back and put them on top of his nose, in hope of shielding his eyes.

He does not have to look around too much to know that his idiotic friends are near and were hardly sparing a thought for the rest of the holidaymakers. Shouting, cheering, splashing and singing can be heard all around him and was not doing his hangover any favours. He honestly could not wait to get something greasy and fattening to eat before he gained enough courage to head to the strip later tonight.

Looking around the pool at the sun loungers there were very few left unoccupied which did not surprise Harry one bit considering the time of day and hot hot it was. This made him hope that the only one left was beside a stranger so he could catch up on some lost sleep.

"haz! HAAz! HAZZA!!!"

"Too much wishful thinking" Harry groaned to himself walking over to the lads who were not either in the pool or at the bar.

As Ed, Ashton and Luke went up to the bar to get some drinks in for the rest of the boys Harry was struggling to get his sunscreen on his back properly rubbed in and it was proving to be harder than he thought.

The thing is, Nick had been staring at Harry for a while now. Since he came outside with his right yellow trunks on to be exact and automatically asked him if he would like him to put sunscreen on him which Harry very quickly, probably too quickly, yelled no.

Just as he admitted defeat and Nick happily began rubbing sunscreen onto Harry's back, a couple of reps walked up to them to introduce themselves.

"Hi guys, I hope I'm not interrupting anything.." One of them started as he looked between an uncomfortable Harry and an overly happy Nick before Harry rolled his eyes at the comment.

"Anyway, I'm Liam and this is Mikey and Zayn but I think you've already met him." Mikey waved excitedly and sat down beside Ashton on his sun lounger. Whilst Zayn still had that same bored expression and gave a nod their way.

"We are some of the reps you will be seeing about and we will be all out on the bar crawl tonight, well, unless Taylor has not yet ascended from the toilet. I hope you have all had a look around and if you need any help at all, don't hesitate to come find one of us. There's a few others but just look out for a top like mine. We will be doing some pool games until around 5 if you want to join in, if not I will see you around 7 at reception to start our bar crawl. Thanks again" he smiled and pushed Mikey off the sun lounger to help him set up some entertainment around the pool.

(The reps uniform/tops)

Due to Harry listening intently trying to understand everything the Wolverhampton rep was saying, he he almost forgot that Nick was still rubbing sunscreen into his back which was undoubtably rubbed in fully and Nick was just savouring this moment. Probably taking every last detail of Harry's body in so he could lock it away safely in the wank bank he has created in his mind.

"You do know you can stop now" Harry spoke awkwardly turning his head to see if he had caught the infatuated boys attention. Nope.

"NICK! For fück sake, man. You. Can. Stop." As he roughly took a hold of Nicks arms and pulled them off him.

Nick gave Harry a sheepish smile, a bit embarrassed that he was caught so in the zone, not hearing anything that has went on around him for the last ten minutes.

Nick awkwardly coughed and tried to think of something, anything to change the subject before his friends made fun of him like usual. "So who were them lads? What were they saying then"  Ed grabbed a hold of Nicks shoulder giving it a tight squeeze as he shook his head laughing at the boy who was so in love.

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Louis

To say I had a shïte sleep is an understatement of the century. The room next door to mine, which is another worker were banging and moaning all afternoon. I wouldn't want to barge in on them as I have the key for every room being head rep and remind them of the rules of "no guest in reps room policy" would I? 

It isn't like anyone sticks to that rule anyway, but I may have to enforce it for a few certain people. Maybe everyone but me?

It's really the managers rule, which we should probably follow as they do come around often to check up on us and that we aren't abusing our power. Due to the location, it is very difficult to find genuine people willing to actually do work here instead of treating it as though it is their holiday too. Instead of doing the best for guests and making them have the best time they possibly could.

I have been caught quite a few times breaking the rules, having drinking bans on me due to focusing on myself rather than guests and also having a few in my room. I always manage to charm my way into getting back into the good books and staying as head rep none the less. I'm simply irresistible.

I grab my discarded shorts and adidas trainers and put them on whilst finding one of my rep vests and pulling it over my head. Before I head to the pool area I grab my sunglasses to hide my glassy eyes from sleep.

I groan as I leave the glass doors leading to the pool, remembering some of the guests that arrived this morning and wishing that I just found earplugs and stayed in my room for the rest of the day.

I pull out a cigarette and light it as I can't help but look around for that gorgeous green eyed boy from this morning.

As my eyes scan the place full of bodies desperately, just to catch a glimpse I see a load of splashes flying everywhere and hear the loud high pitched squeals of girls as the water hits their tanning bodies.

"Oh my god, you Arseholes! I'm trying to catch a decent tan and you've just took some of my oil off you dicks!" One of the Barbie wannabes yelled at the group of boys I've been meaning to avoid.

"Hey, sorry babycakes. I hear that oil isn't too good for you. Why would you want to cook that beautiful skin, eh? I hear that can cause the C word. I've got a little something if you're so opposed to suncream" Niall winks at the girl as he suggestively looks between her and his crotch.

She looked anything but amused at Niall's offer and even less amused when she heard the howl of laughter coming from his friends. After Niall resurfaced from the pool after being pushed in by Luke as he was "fücking disgusting" he smiled sheepishly at the girl in question.

"So what do you say sweetcheeks"

"For one, I am not your 'babycakes', nor am I ever going to be your 'sweetcheeks'. Two - do I look like I give a flying fück that it isn't good for me? The answer is no if you haven't managed to work that out. I wouldn't let you near me if you were the last man on earth, sweetums. You clearly haven't managed to get many, if any girls with your horrible pickup lines and your creepy demeanour about you. Also, you mention the C word? Does that stand for cünts or cöcks.. I wouldn't want to be cursed with causing you to come back anytime soon. So, in fact I may just stop using the oil if that's the reward I get"

The rest of the girls around her started doing their obnoxious giggle and praising the fake looking girl on her shïtty comeback. They seem quite thick, I could always charm a couple of them later seeing if they would like to come back to my room. But now, back to something more important. Looking past the fake blonde Irishman standing in the pool with his mouth open and the sounds of "oooh's" coming from his friends, focus on the dark brown curls that I've grown to love. I mean like, or think is ok, I suppose.

He looked totally clueless to what just went on around him as he and a few others were sat down to eat what looked to be a feast. Now that I have started staring at him, I can't seem to tear my eyes away. He is the strangest eater that I have ever seen. It's truly fascinating.

He looked over at the fake blonde and the girls continuous arguing for a bit to ensure he wasn't missing anything important before tucking right back into his burger.

What on earth is this strange species doing? What is that tongue actually achieving by sticking out before he has even reached the food? This is more fascinating than what David Attenborough witnesses when he see's all the wildlife.

At this point in time, that is who Louis can relate to. Now he thinks he truly understands the sheer interest of wanting to know what the fück a creature is doing.

If only he could get up close and personal with this species will he be satisfied. He needs a closer look.

I confidently walk my way over to Harry and some of his friends, however as I get closer I begin to panic as I cannot think for the life of me what I could say as my excuse for bothering them. I go to swiftly turn back around and walk away before I'm faced with the boy with the bright green eyes and tongue sticking out himself.

"Um, Hi. Again. Err"

"Harry. " as he smiled showing off his dimples as he holds his food tightly in both hands as though he is terrified someone steals it.

"I know your name! What do you take me for?" Louis' eyes widens as he realises how creepy that sounded and why he couldn't act as casual around Harry as anyone else. "I mean, uh, I had a feeling that was your name. Y'know from the register and looking at your passport. I mean, um. It's not unusual or anything. I love Harry Pothead." I rambled on hoping that I managed to convince him that I was telling the truth. Truth is, I have never seen that wizardy shit in my life.

"Potter. Right. Me too, I have seen every one! And read the books too!" Harry mumbled around a big mouth full of food. If it was anybody else I would be repulsed. I just found is sloppiness endearing to be perfectly honest.

Fuck. I'm sounding too nice. What is wrong with me? I really need to find a girl or two for tonight.

As I was deep in thought, I didn't realise how much I was staring at the poor boy eating. Again.

"Lou? I mean Louis? Are you alright? Did you need anything?"

"Um, right! Sorry. I was just checking that you are all settled in alright and that you didn't have any questions?"

Harry bit into his twix as he looked ahead at nothing deep in thought to see if he had any burning questions. He had a crumb on the side of his mouth that Louis, without thinking slowly brought the pad of his thumb up to his lips and brushed it across his lip slowly to take it off. Not realising how weird it looked to Harry's friends around him that stopped their conversations to look and not to mention Harry's wide eyes at basically a stranger touching him in that way. He liked it nonetheless, but no one had to know.

Harry scratched the back of his neck awkwardly "No, we're all good. Settled in perfectly. Don't need any help at all. Thank you."

Sensing that he should probably leave now, Louis gave them all a tight mouthed smile and nodded his head, waving bye. When inside he was slapping himself for being near as creepy as Niall.

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Harry

The rest of the lads stifled laughter as they looked between Harry continuing to eat as though nothing happened and Louis walking away as quick as his short legs could take him.

"What was that about, mate?" Niall cackled, clapping his hands as he heard the girls still tutting him because he was way too loud.

"No idea" Harry answered slowly as he stuffed his face with what was left of his food whilst looking lovingly at the last piece.

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Hi guys!

Sorry for the awful chapter, it was just a filler so I can get to the real plot of the story now and hopefully be a lot easier to write. I had to have something about them settling in first!

Sorry for all the GIF's/Pictures of Harry eating. I just find them too cute that I couldn't pick one. I don't have a weird food kink, I promise 😂😂

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