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Chapter 20

The plane isn't one way, but roundtrip, so we have to get off of our first plane and get onto another one that's going to take us to Rome. This flight is going to be a little bit shorter and Liam told us that basically everything leads to or from Rome, so we could even go to a couple more cities since none of them are too far and wouldn't take too long to get to. 

I caught up on all of my rest while we were on our last plane, so I'm glad that this one isn't long. Harry and I play games on each others phones like Fruit Ninja and Draw Something and Akinator. Soon, we've landed in Rome and it's almost midnight, so we're going to be staying in a hotel. 

When we get there, it looks absolutely phenomenal. I know I must look like such a tourist. 

The building has to be twenty to thirty stories, with lights adorning it and making it look like a Christmas tree. Inside, it is elaborately decorated in traditional Italian, making you feel as if you've went back in time.

"So how're the rooms split up?" Perrie asks. 

"Girls in one room, guys in the other." Liam hands Danielle the key to the girls room, informing us that they're just next door.

"If you guys need anything, just let us know." Niall says. 

"I'm sure we'll be fine. It's you guys we have to worry about." I tease. 

Harry and I bid each other goodnight before retreating into our designated rooms.

I honestly am not tired, due to stupid jet lag and time differences. 

I grab my phone from my bag, quickly typing a text to Harry because I know he's up and the rest of the girls are asleep so I wouldn't want to disturb them. 

To: Hazza Bear- I'm not tired at all:(

I get a reply merely seconds later.

-Same here. The rest of the guys are asleep. 

-All the girls are asleep too

-Meet me outside the door. There's no use in just sitting here  being bored to death;)

-Okay

I put on my socks and when I close my door, Harry's already out of his room. 

"Where are we going?" I whisper.

"Do you trust me?" he asks, smirking. I smile and nod and he takes my hand, lacing our fingers together. We get into the lift and Harry punches the very top floor button. 

Soon, we hear the bell ring, signaling that it's at the top and we get out. 

"We're going to take a walk through every single floor in this hotel. By then, we should be pretty tired." he says and takes my hand again. 

We've gone through three levels and on the fourth one, we hear a little bit of screaming. Oh no. 

"Oh my gosh, it's Harry Styles!" a girls voice with a heavy Italian accent screams. Loudly might I add. 

Next thing you know, she's asking for a picture with him but not without giving me a dirty look first. She obviously isn't one of those fans who supports me and Harry's relationship together. 

"Thank you so much." she says and then continues doing what she was doing before she spotted us. Or should I say, before she spotted Harry. After she gave me a dirty look, she pretended I didn't exist. 

Harry takes my hand again and we continue walking. 

"Is that what it's like everywhere you go?" I ask.