FLOATING UP AND DREAMING // L.S

sixteen

PART III:

Harry groaned when he felt something jump on his bed, waking him up from his deep sleep. He opened his eyes and grinned lazily when he spotted the little bald girl with blue eyes laying beside him.

"What are you doing, you little rascal?" He adjusted his head on his pillow, sighing sleepily.

"Daddy said that there's people coming over and I should wake you up," Chloe said, poking his cheek with her small fingers.

"You tell dad that he needs to make me a cup of coffee." He leant forwards, adjusting the tubes in her nose that were slipping out slightly, and blew a raspberry onto her cheek, making her squeal and thrash around.

"Help!" She screamed and laughed wildly.

Harry let her go and watched as she crawled off the bed and ran out of the room, her pink floral sundress and oxygen tank on her back bouncing as she ran.

He giggled into his pillow and sat up slightly in his large bed. He threaded his fingers through his long hair and pulled it where it felt tense from sleep.

His phone pinged from beside him and he lifted it with a sigh, attached was a message and a photo of the sunrise from Florence.

'Good morning :)' Her message read.

'Morning :)' He sent back and closed the app and opened Instagram.

He scrolled through his comments on his recent post which was a teaser for his first EP he was dropping in a week. Most, if not all the comments were positive, his fans hyped for the new music.

He exited Instagram and opened facetime and pressed on Gemma's contact.

It rang a few times before it was picked up and Harry smiled.

"You're a dude now?" He said to the guy who clearly wasn't Gemma.

He heard her laugh in the background and the camera turned to her, her smile wide as she waved with one hand and the other on the steering wheel.

"Where are you guys?" He asked.

"We are in.. New York." Ashton turned to Gemma and then back to the screen. "Yeah, New York."

Harry hummed. "How's the weather?"

"Hot as balls."

"It's like that here too." He wiped a hand over his forehead. "I just woke up though so I'm just assuming." He looked over to the window where there was a sliver of blinding light coming through.

"What plans do you have for the day?" Ashton asked.

"Well, I have my song dropping, and then I'll probably go down to the beach or the new exhibit at the gallery."

"The beach sounds nice." A different voice spoke.

"Who's with you?"

Ashton moved the phone up and pointed it at Luke, Calum, and Michael all squished into the backseat.

"My boys!" Harry gasped and waved and blew them a kiss. "I want to kiss you guys but I can't."

"Soon." Luke smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

"Two weeks." He sighed. "Have you seen my baby up there at all?"

"Who?" Ashton asked.

"Niall. I miss him. My little cherub." He pouted.

"Right." Ashton rolled his eyes and looked out the window as the car stopped. "Ok, well, we have to go now, but we'll see you soon."

"Ok." Harry pouted and waved pitifully, spotting Travis in the doorway. "See you soon. Love you guys."