look at me | wroetoshaw

Chapter 45

I have now realised how stupid it was of me to have three continuous books open at the same time. It is difficult and I'm trying my best aaahshfheff someone tell me they're proud of me

"I think I'm going to go down and see if it's nearly ready. I'm starving," Harry complains, approximately twenty minutes after ordering room service for breakfast. 

I, on the other hand, wasn't too bothered about waiting for my food, but went along with it anyway. "Sure, go for it," I encouraged him, giving him a quick smile before looking back down at my phone. 

I heard the door shut, leaving me alone in the hotel room. Yesterday had felt like a dream...swimming in an open top swimming pool on the roof...constant room service twenty four hours a day, accompanied by the best quality food I'd ever had...it might not be Italy, but it was coming very close to it. 

The next few seconds felt like they were passing in slow motion...on top of the table, just across from the bed, I spotted Harry's camera, lying there innocently. He hadn't used it yet...I wasn't really sure why he had even brought it with him in the first place. 

Something inside of me was telling me to pick it up, to start vlogging. It became almost like a burning sensation, and before I knew it I was up on my feet, my hand grasping out for the camera. I clicked the on button, the lens popping out, a little red flashing light on the side. This threw me back to a few years ago. 

"Oh, what the hell...might as well," I whispered, pressing record and holding it up to my face. 

"So..." I started speaking to the camera. "This feels very weird, but, uh, hi! I'm not sure why I'm doing this, but long story short I felt like recording right now...I don't even know if I'm going to use this footage!" I laugh, feeling genuinely at ease with this. 

"Maybe I'll give you all a room tour...when - if, you watch this, I'm currently on our honeymoon, it's February fifth right now for context, we got married on February third! Exciting stuff...anyway, room tour!" I say, already excited. This has boosted my energy massively. 

I start to show the camera around the room before I hear the door unlocking. I position the camera over at the door, knowing it's going to be Harry, and also knowing how surprised he's going to be when he sees me with the camera. 

"You will not believe it! I went down the reception and asked them about breakfast, and they said they lo- what the hell?!" He rambled, stopping as soon as he saw me holding his camera, his mouth twisting upwards into a curious smile.

"Are you...filming?" He asked me slowly, setting down our food on the bed, walking towards me. 

"Maybe..." I giggle, zooming in on his face. 

"Is that my camera?!"

"Another maybe..." I continue, bursting out with laughter this time, his face appearing very close on the camera. 

"Are you vlogging again?" He asks, a confused smile loitering on his face. It was adorable. 

"I don't know. I haven't made my mind up yet...if I like the stuff I record, then maybe," I shrug nonchalantly.

"She's making a comeback!" He cheered, raising his hands up in the air and doing some sort of weird movement...he'd call it dancing. 

"Alright, alright. I was in the middle of showing our room...I'll only be another two seconds," I say, watching him go back to the food and getting it ready as I start to talk to the camera once more. 

By the time I was finished, Harry had also just finished laying out the food on two plates, and it looked incredible. 

"Oh, wow...I could devour that right about now," I smile, taking my plate, and balancing it whilst also holding the camera, trying not to drop either.