The Opening Act (H.S) {Completed - Editing}

A Day in the Hotel

MissAvaMae: My other half. (Pic credit to @NiallHoran - you da real MVP. and thanks for not kicking us out of your room for laying in your bed 😝)

When I woke the next morning, Harry was gently brushing his fingers through my hair. If my head wouldn't have been pounding, it would have been soothing. But my head felt like it was going to explode.

"Hi baby," he soothes. "How do you feel?"

"Like I'm gonna die," I mumble.

He chuckles and pulls me over so I'm laid against his chest. "You're not going to die. We didn't give you that much."

I felt like I was going to throw up. And that feeling didn't really go away until after Harry forced some food and coffee down my throat, along with some pain killers for my head. I felt so tired even though I slept practically all morning. I was never going to drink again.

"Do we have to do anything today?"

He shakes his head and lifts me onto the counter top. "I need to head into Niall's room in about an hour to record, but other than that no. You can stay here, go with me, or go down to your bus. It's up to you. We head out to the next destination at three. They want to travel overnight this time around. It's like 12 hours or something. I guess they don't want to fly us since we have two days until the next show."

"Shit, I totally forgot about Pancake!"

I go to hop off the counter but Harry stops me by grabbing my thighs. "Relax. Lacey stayed in your bus last night. I called her while you were showering and said you weren't in the mood to do much today. She said she was going to just sleep and use your Netflix, maybe go out in a bit."

I sigh and my head falls against his shoulder. "You're the best, H."

"I know," he chuckles. I give him a little shove and he pulls himself closer to me afterwards. He kisses my temple and smiles against it. "I love you, Ave. So, so much."

"Love you too," I mumble. He laughs lightly and his hands grasp at my waist.

His right hand then goes down to my leg and grabs where my leg bends. He pulls me as close as he can and cups my cheek with his other hand. He kisses me gently at first, but it quickly moves faster. Suddenly were making out and his hands are really enjoying rubbing my bare thighs. He hasn't stopped talking about how he loves the fact that I'm still in his shirt and nothing else.

He tries to get away with slipping his hands up the back of the shirt, but I push his hands back and laugh. He smirks and falls forward to reconnect our lips. I curve my body into his and my hands wind into his long hair.

My phone rings loudly from next to me and Harry groans against my lips. I push him away for a second a look at my screen. "Hold on, it's Lacey. If I don't answer she'll come up and barge straight into the room. And she'll flip out. At both of us, not just me."

He nods and his head rests in the crook of my neck. "You should start muting your phone when we make out. It's always getting in the way."

I smile and pick up the phone. "Hey there my lovely best friend."

"Hey, I was going to go out and explore while you hibernate in Harry's room, but I can't find my wallet anywhere. Does Harry still have my clutch in his car?"

"He should. Let me ask," I pull the phone away from my mouth and ask him.

"No, I brought it in when I carried you in last night," my cheeks turn red and he chuckles. "She can come up and get it if she wants."

"So," I say into the speaker. "Apparently it's in the room. You want to come up and get it? And bring me some clothes while you're at it?"

"What are you wearing right now?"