Harry and I moved in together 3 months ago. We spend a lot of time together but he mostly is with Zayn who has a new girlfriend named Cota.
We are going on a cruse in 2 weeks and Harry won't tell me what to bring he keeps saying that he will take care of it. So I sit in the living room while he packs for me. Mostly because he won't let me in the room.
"Do you like sleeveless shirts? "Harry came in and asked me.
"Yea I guess... but only the black ones with white lace."
"Ok so I packed the right ones."
