Rocket | H.S

fifteen

^^once harry comes into the chapter, please play the music !! 
(i will put a little + to indicate when) try and read along with the song, if not thats okay but you get the point, the most important but is the last.

My little girl is strapped so securely in the back. My mind is certain she knows what's happening, even if I haven't told her that bluntly. 

Amara is seated next to me as I drive into the city. One would say it's been a very successful trip, with a whole lot of singing.

Penelope - when not singing, has been babbling on about all sorts of things. The trees, cars we drive buy, random buildings and factories...But nothing, nothing has come out of her mouth as often as the boys. 

I pull into the little car park entrance, pressing a button to get a ticket I'm sure I'd have to pay for later. Having said that, I don't think it's going to be me or Harry going to pay. One directions team has literally rented out the entire top floor and private pool access.

Life's mad.

Penelope knows she's going to see her father today, but I said later tonight, and she could possibly be asleep for it, just so I didn't give her any false information.

I was told he would be arriving around the same time as me. It's been very hard keeping it from her, I must admit even Amara has been getting a little tempted. So, as we find a spot to park the family car, the first thing I'm sure to do is to turn around looking at her cheeky smile.

"Now, no one goes in empty handed alright?" I extend my seatbelt so I can run my thumb over her eyebrow. "I'm looking at you missy."

I got out of the car, going right to the back seats where I let out the smiley little girl. Holding her hand, I took her to the back of the vehicle, opening it up and handing her a little bag she and unknowingly I packed – considering the only thing she decided was a good idea to take was a stuffed animal and crackers.

She turns around, so I can put it over her shoulders. Putting Peppa Pig on display for the world.

Amara grabs her own things from the back. Granted she didn't have many things; she holds Penelope close to her while I grab my own. I have three bags, one is a mystery to me that Harry insisted I bring, one's mine and one is another backup for my child.

"You literally know, but there should be two guards and someone from crew, no one really knows who though. I love the team, but they're so shit at communication lol." I laugh as I lock up.

Amara and I share a little laugh, Penny just focuses on her surroundings, thinking about whatever three-year old's do. She knows where here because of the boys and all the concerts they go to. She knows that it's finally her turn to be at one as well.

What she is completely ignorant about is they're going to leave right after this again. They only have three more shows in New Zealand and things are then thankfully fine.

"Hey girls. I'm going to meet up with someone to take care of your car during this stay. In the meantime, these two guards will take you up to your floor. You can settle in, do whatever you want really. Just don't go too far. Now Polly, may I have your car keys?" I've learnt this lady's name to be Michelle, but I can't even confirm for sure if it is. 

She always smiles for only a second, before going straight back to her normal, very plain, emotionless face. I'm almost positive that Louis and Liam told me her name was Michelle because that's what they call her as a piss take.

"Of course." I smile, handing her the Range Rover keys.

She takes them kindly, professionally and rather quite quickly. I like her, but in the weirdest way I could like someone. Like a mix between boss lady and so weird to the point you automatically just like them.