Harry and I took the elevator up to our suite and stepped out on the seventh floor, room twenty one. Harry swiped the key and pushed the door open. I smiled as we went inside, the suite being huge and classy. I just stood there in shock, scared to even touch the carpet.

"Gwen? You going to go in?" Harry asked with a smirk and he gently pulled me in. It was so classy it hurt.

"The concierge should be up with the luggage soon, then I can take you to go get some food." Harry informed me and as if to prove his point, there was a tap on the door. Harry smiled at me and got the door while I watched the dark clouds gathering outside the window.

The door shut and I followed Harry into my room, where he put my bag on the bed.

"So unpack and I'll see you in a little bit." He murmured and he went to peck me on the cheek, but he froze, then leaned away.

"Don't worry, Gwen, you'll be okay." He whispered as he gently caressed my cheek, then left the room quickly.

I sighed and went to unpack my bags.

*****

I met Harry at the door and he escorted me to the elevator. We took the elevator down to the first floor and he took us over to the dining room, where the others were waiting.

I sat down by Harry and we entwined our fingers under the table. I glanced over the menu and decided what I wanted.

Once we all ordered, Simon smiled at all of us.

"Alright, so the schedule for after lunch. Gwen, you and the girls can go shopping, and the boys and I will go to the stage to rehearse for tonight. We'll see you backstage at precisely six, an hour before the boys go on. You can watch from backstage then join the after party. At ten, you will leave for the airport, to catch your eleven o'clock flight. I'm sure Peter and the boys finished unpacking by now. Oh, and our guest who should be here shortly, can he stay with you?"

We all automatically turned to Liam, who nodded quickly."Yeah, absolutely."

Simon smiled at Liam as the waiter sat our food down. When he sat mine down, he winked at me and I winced a bit. We began to eat, enjoying the overwhelming tastes of our professional food. The waiter came back to refill our glasses with water and when he went to fill mine, he 'accidentally' grabbed my boob.

Okay, all hell is breaking loose. I acted before Harry could. I stood up and slapped him across the face. He cupped his burning cheek and dumped the pitcher of water on my head.

Okay, this jerk is going down! I tackled him to the ground and straddled his chest. I then began repetitively slapping his face until the manager ran up.

"Miss? Miss!" He pulled me off the waiter, who had bright red cheeks.

"He sexually assaulted me!" I shrieked and pointed at him.

"She slapped me!" He exclaimed, pointing at me.

"He dumped water on me!"

"Yeah... But... She slapped me!"

The manager looked between us, then grabbed the waiter by the ear and dragged him away. Once the kitchen door slammed, I could hear the manager shouting at the waiter.

I heard clapping behind me and turned around to meet a pair of brown eyes. I'm guessing our guest arrived.

Justin Bieber.

"Ah, you're here!" Simon exclaimed while the rest of us stared at him. Niall was the first one up and he hugged him. I smiled as they hugged each other, bro moment! When they pulled away, Justin turned to me with a smile.

"And Gwen! I've heard so much about you! It's great to finally meet you, even though you're soaked." We all laughed as I shook his hand.

"I'll be right back, I'm gonna go get changed and fix myself up."

"I'll go, too." Harry smiled as he stood up and took my hand.

We walked out of the dining room whilst everyone stared at us. Once we were in the elevators, Harry turned to me.

"Are you okay?" He asked me.

I nodded and he gently hugged me, somehow managing to keep his clothes dry.

The purple throbbed, but not much. We took the elevator up and Harry swiped the card.

I dressed quickly as the rain was in a massive downpour outside. I met Harry in the hallway as a loud crack filled the air. I eagerly took Harry's hand, worried by the thunder. We went to the elevator and pressed the button.

We waited as it slowly came up and chimed when the doors opened. We stepped in and Harry gently squeezed my hand. The elevator music played around us. There was a loud crack and the elevator music slowed down and sounded demonic before it gave out and the elevator froze. The lights flickered and became dim, but the type of lights allowed them to dimly light the area. Another roll of thunder shook the building. I whimpered and clung to Harry. The elevator was stuck and we were trapped in it for God only knows how long while a violent storm raged around us. Peachy. Just peachy.

"H-Harry?" I whispered as I Felt along the wall for him. I found his hair and I felt his arms wind around my waist and he pulled me up against his chest.

"It's okay, Gwen, I'm here." I nodded against his chest and he gently tugged us downward. We sat on the ground and I was on Harry's lap.

"Don't worry,the elevator will be up and running soon."

Thunder boomed around us as we sat together.

"Let's play truth or dare to pass time." Harry suggested.

"Okay..."

"Gwen, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

He smirked at me."Who was your first boyfriend?"

"Zach Smith."

"Really?"

I groaned,"Yes, he was hot then... But I dumped him because he was a total jerk... Anyways, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

I laughed and thought about it.

"Kiss me."

I missed kissing so much and now, I didn't care about the purple. I missed him too much.

"Gwen. No. We can't, the purple-"

"I don't care anymore! I miss you!"

Harry's face softened slightly but he still made no movement.

"Gwen, I don't want to risk anything!"

"Please, Harry? I really don't care about the purple anymore. It'll happen eventually."

"But maybe we can find a cure before that happens!"

"Please?"

Harry carefully leaned forward and took my hand in his. He brought my hand up and lightly pecked it, causing barely any reaction from the purple.

"There."

I scoffed and he gently caressed my face.

"I don't want to risk losing you again."

I smiled at him and that's when the elevator came back to life, the elevator music coming back on. The doors dinged and opened and we were tackled with hugs from the boys and the girls. Simon stood there awkwardly with Justin.

"Alright, we're late! Let's go, go, go!" Simon clapped his hands and the boys trudged over behind him."Mr. Bieber, you go with the girls until the concert."

We laughed as Justin came over with us. We walked out of the hotel as umbrellas popped up to shield us from the rain. We got into the car, ready to go shopping.

A/N there's the guest! Hope you liked it! If you don't like Justin, then call my gramma, she'll tell you to suck it up. Honestly, he's a great singer and he's a wonderful guy. If you have any complaints about him or me, please kindly write it on a piece of paper in lovely hand writing, fold it up nice and neat, then shove it up your butt. Thank you! But no, seriously, please, no hate on Justin.

I'm sad to say that we are beginning to draw near the climax of this story, but I'm considering a sequel.

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