Such An Actress [h.s]

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Fun fact: no one can out drink Niall Horan.

Trust me I know.

Waking up this morning with a major hangover was not worth the challenge. I woke up at eleven realizing I only have an hour until I need to be at Harry's. I popped some Tylenol, put on some jeans and a sweater and some sunglasses and was out the door. Harry's place was close so I was there right at noon.

Typing in his code for his gate, I made my way up and got out of my car and used my key he gave me and went in.

I open the door and make my way in taking off my coat and hanging it up. "Hello?" I say hoping he's awake and ready to go. As I start walking to the kitchen and turn the corner I bump into someone.

"Katie!" Kendall says as she bumps into me still wearing the dress she was in last night and holding her heals in her hand. "I was just leaving, I'll see you later!" and with that she's off not waiting for me to respond and out the door.

"Okay..." I say to myself trying to not get disappointed.

I step into the kitchen and notice he hasn't even made coffee this morning. He's still asleep, he almost never sleeps in this late. I guess he did get a good night's rest.

After I've started the coffee maker, I grab a cup of water and make my way up to his bedroom. I step in and see he's only wearing his briefs and before I have time to gawk I'm dumping the water on him yelling "Wake up!"

With that he wakes up and gasping saying "Kie what the fuck? Why did you do that?"

"To wake you up idiot, and it worked! Now go shower, brush your teeth, get dressed and meet me downstairs in fifteen minutes or else I'm dumping coffee on you next time" I say pointing my finger at him as he just stares at me obviously annoyed.

I then turn on my heel and skip out of his room.

Fourteen minutes later I hear him running down the stairs and see him jog into the kitchen with his hair in a towel.

God, he looks like his mum.

"One minute to spare, I'm impressed," I say as I pour myself a cup of coffee and add some creamer. He then walks past me to pour himself a black coffee, which I will never understand and then sits at his kitchen island on the other side of where I'm standing.

"Alright let's go over everything," he says obviously annoyed by my wake up call this morning but I don't care.

I'm bitter.

We go over everything having to do with the American press tour. Every stop and every interview. As we finished talking about carpool karaoke with James Corden I turned to look outside and see the sun is going down.

"Did you want me to get you something for dinner?" I say as I turn back to type something into the laptop.

"Sure, you can get something for yourself too ya know? You're my friend before you're my assistant." He says making me look up at him.

Friend. I have learned to hate that word. But only when it comes out of his mouth.

"Yeah," I say, clearing my throat, "I can get Chinese? Want some veggie egg rolls?" I say trying to force a smile. I grab my phone and go to the living room to call the place we normally get Chinese from. I call in the order and head back into the kitchen where he's sitting and on his phone.

I take the seat next to him and read over some emails.

"Katie?" I hear him ask. He only calls me Katie when it's serious.

"Yeah? What's wrong?" I turn to face him and look him in the eyes, the eyes that are burning into my soul at this very moment. How does he always do that?

"Why don't we just stop working for the night? We can watch a film and eat our food and not worry about the press tour?" He says.

"That actually sounds like a dream," I say shutting my laptop. Both of us stand up and make our way to the living room. He has a huge sectional, u-shaped, that is the most comfortable couch I have ever been on. I lay on the center section and Harry takes the section on my left. Our heads are basically touching. This is as close as it's gonna get.

"You pick," He says, handing me the remote. I immediately put on the Wedding Planner. "Oh c'mon this one?"

"It's an underrated classic! We're watching it!" I argue.

"Whatever the Notebook is better," He says, crossing his arms over his chest.

"You wish," I say under my breath, but I know he hears me because he lets out a little laugh.

The Chinese came and I went to the door and got it. I came back to the living room and set it on the coffee table.

We're both eating when suddenly Harry breaks our comfortable silence.

"Do you think I should cut my hair?" He asks.

I whip my head over to him almost getting whiplash and I look at him with wide eyes.

"You wanna cut your hair?" I ask.

"Yeah, I think, I don't know. Probably after the press tour? I'm not sure. Do you think I should?"

"Doesn't matter what I think, if you want to cut your hair, then cut your hair" I say trying to hold back that I really don't want him to.

His beautiful hair. I haven't gotten the chance to run my fingers through his-

Nope. Stop. Don't.

"You don't want me to cut it." He says it like it's a fact.

"I didn't say that," I try to defend myself.

"Kie, how long have we known each other?" He asks.

"Uh... well since forever I guess." I say.

"Yeah so I know you, I can practically read your mind, I know you don't want me to cut it." He says.

If you can read my mind, then why are we still friends and not something more?

"Do what you want to do. Don't let me stop you. It's your life not mine." I say with a slight hostile tone, looking down at my noodles suddenly losing my appetite.

"Hey it's not a big deal ok? It's just hair not the end of the world." he says with a laugh.

If I could just bottle up that laugh.

I laugh back at him, though I try my best to make it sound genuine.

The movie ends and he snaches the remote and turns on the Notebook. I have seen this movie so many times and I'm still so exhausted from last night. I find myself drifting off to sleep while Noah calls himself an arrogant son of a bitch and Ally cries.

Suddenly I'm awoken when I feel an arm snake under my knees and my neck and I'm being carried.

"Harry?" I ask in my half asleep state.

"Shh go back to sleep love, I'm putting you in the guest room" He whispers to me.

"Ok" I reply and I shut my eyes again and drift off to sleep.