Hunk of Romance

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February 10th, 2014
Zürich, Switzerland

I think Switzerland is probably the most underrated place in the world, and I've seen a lot of what Earth has to offer. It was beautiful, the city was clean and it reminded me those Disney princess towns.

The white sheets felt amazing around me, especially since I got a habit of sleeping naked since I didn't share a room with anyone. There was no one to judge me and it felt amazing with the cold yet warm cover.

The sun coming through the window has my eyes squinting, but I didn't make any move to turn my head around. Despite the bright light, the warmth it brought felt amazing on my bare arms.

It was so peaceful.

That didn't last very long though.

My hand holds the cover to my chest in protection of my own body. The thought that someone had just come into my room didn't really register correctly. Footsteps kept me frozen in place, completely naked with just a duvet covering everything that didn't need to be exposed.

"Your favorite bitch is in town and you can't even get out of bed?" A familiar scoff comes from around the corner and I almost threw the covers off of me and jumped up into the unexpected visitors arms.

"No way!" I laugh, staying in place but straightening up where I sit in surprise. Her different colored eyes gleamed at me, but turn into a mischievous look when she eyes my body up and down.

"Have any fun lately?" Cara rolls her lips in between each other, failing to suppress a laugh as I launch a pillow at her in response.

"Gross."

"Definitely not gross, I won't judge— stop!" Her abrupt laugh mixed with a shriek booms throughout the room when I grab a pillow from behind me and throw it hard at her again.

"Go get dressed, I didn't come here just for you to lay there, get up and get dressed," the two pillows that I threw, were thrown back at me. She had a teasing smile on her face and I groaned out.

I wrapped the sheets around my naked body as she stood there stubbornly without any intention of moving. I had separated clothes last night in case I was in the mood to go out for a bit and I guess I planned ahead unknowingly for this so I don't have to waste Cara's 'precious time' on picking put an outfit.

I checked my phone quickly for any messages from Harry, only to see none. I suppressed a frown to cover my face since I know Cara is very attentive to my facial expressions. She can spot out my emotions from a mile away, it's scarily accurate.

I hate to say that Harry and I haven't spoken since I had left him to continue on tour. I know he's busy and I'm busy as well, but I would appreciate a simple text back at least. I've been keeping up with my good morning texts, I can't say he has.

Cara was back home after Harry's party and I know her and Niall are great. She calls him every now and then from what she tells me and I know he makes a lot of time for her.

I can't really complain much. Harry treats me amazingly and it's a lot more than I can ask for. A couple days without speaking shouldn't be a problem. He has enough stress on him and a clingy girlfriend won't be one of them.

That's why I skip out on the morning text for today.

The leggings I wear are high waisted and hug my hips perfectly. They accentuate the curve if my ass to the point that it looks fuller than it really is. I wore a cropped white long sleeve that ended just above my belly button. The weather was beautiful out today from what the weather app tells me, so I know my outfit will be fine for a day out.

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