HARRY'S POV
After we managed to breathe for more than two seconds Emily and I walked in to our room...the right one this time...with no naked man in it. "Why was he even naked?" she asks me. "Do you even want to know?" I reply laughing lightly. I love the sound of her laugh. It sounds like thousands of wind chimes. I look at her exploring the big suite the girl at the front desk had so easily handed over. It was reserved for people tomorrow at ten thirty so we had to be out by ten. Emily's eyes are wide open and she looks like a lost kid who doesn't know which present to open first on Christmas eve. I smile at this. I'm used to big hotel rooms and luxurious suites. It's like a glimpse of my old life seeing Emmy react like this.
EMILYS POV
"OMG HARRY THERES A MINI-BAR!!! But it's not mini!!! ITS FREAKING MEGA!! AND LOOK!!! A flat screen tv!!! And a ton of DVDs!!! And A KING SIZED BED....wait...only one...king sized bed." I look at Harry who's looking at the bed with a thinking face.
"SLEEPOVER!!!!" he yells smiling like a goofy banana.
"YAAAAAY!!!" I yell jumping on the bed I lay on it like a squashed pancake face in the furry cushions.
"Three...two..one!!!" Harry yells...what...
"Ommpfff!!" helppp.... Heeeeelp! Harry thought it would be fun to jump on me and literally turn me into a 'squished pancake'
"Can't...breeaaathe...no...oxygen...dying....slowly...and in pain....!" harry gets off me and looks at me. I pretend to be dead.
"NO EMILYYY DON'T LEAVE ME IN THIS DARK CRUEL WORLD!!" Harry yells out in pain playing along with the act.
"I'm sorry Harry...I just can't...do it...anymore..." I say dramatically. Harry kneels on the side of the bed and grabs my hands.
"Emily...say something..." he sobs.
"Harry...."
"yes??"
"I have to tell you something very important..."
"What?! What is it!"
"I...I left 500 million dollars...in...in...." And then I die. I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO DO THAT!!
"NOOOOO" Harry yells. "TELL ME WOMAN!! Or I'll kill you!" I open my eyes and look at him questionably.
"I'm already dead dumb ass." I say to him.
"Oh...right...I forgot." Harry mumbles smiling at me sheepishly.
"I feel touched really." I say jokingly and hit him with a pillow.
"Ouch!" Harry exclaims rubbing his head. I jump off the bed and grab my bag walking into the bathroom.
"SERIOUSLY!?!?" I yell out. Harry joins me to see what's going on.
"Look Harry! Even the bloody toilet is made out of freaking gold!!!" I exclaim waving my arms up and down. Harry laughs at me and goes to the second bathroom.
"Ooohhhh LET'S HAVE A RACE!! The one who's out here dressed and soaped first wins...MC DONALD'S!!!"
"Oh you're ooonnnn!!" Harry yells slamming the door. I can hear the shower turn on. BAHHHH!!! Come on Emmy!!! I run in the bathroom and strip off my clothes. Turning the water on I jump in.
"MEEEEEP!!" I yell out. Damn cold water. Just after I scream I hear a door slam open and someone scream too.
"Emilaaayy!" Harry yells out. What the... I wrap a towel around me and open the door.
"Harry what-"
"CATCH ME!" he exclaims jumping in my arms like shaggy and scooby-doo. Except this isn't a cartoon and we end up flat on the floor.
