You're Mine. |H.S|

Chapter 18

(I don't ship Larry nor I think Harry is 100% gay , but I'm so happy that gay and lesbian marriage is legal in all 50 states. It gives them the right to be who they are without being judged.)

The bus pulls up to the hotel and everyone rushes to get out, cheering, screaming and chanting. Louis hands me my luggage from the side of the bus storage. Harry holds my free hand with his. My carry-on is slung over my shoulder and I wheel my suitcase into the lobby. The line is massive, the boys are quite far behind in the back of the line.

"I'm gonna go to the washroom, be back." I kiss Harry's cheek, leaving my luggage with him.

I walk past the small fountain in the middle of the lobby and into the bathroom. I look under the stalls to make sure no one is in any. I push the stall door open and lean against the stall door. Tears run down my cheek, my eyes closed. Someone comes in so I flush the toilet and take a deep inhale then exhale. The same girl I sat beside on the plane is looking in the mirror. I reach in my back pocket and look at the paper then put it back in my pocket. The tap water is cold, I just keep my hands there; it calms me.

"You okay?" The perky black-haired girl form the plane asks. "It looks like you've been crying. But you could'nt have been because you're on vacation and you're--"

"Please, just stop talking." I bite my lip gently then harder when she looks at me. That sounded ruder than intended. "Sorry, just... It's complicated."

"Wanna talk about it?" She asks as I turn the tap off and dry my hands.

"The more you know the more it'll hurt you." I say, she gives me a curious look. "I shouldn't." The lobby is decreasing with people.

"Hey, babe." Harry kisses my temple and wraps his arm around me, his hand on my hip. "You feeling okay?"

"Uh, yeah." I lean into his chest. "Just a little nauseous, probably from the plane or the plane food." I take my bag and wheel it beside me. "Want a drink?"

"Sure, Blue Hawaii, please." He moves his hand to the middle of my back and kisses my lip gently. The bar is packed with the people from the bus, the ones chanting and screaming. I have a feeling they'll spend their whole vacation drunk and having sex.

"One Strawberry Dachery and one Blue Hawaii." I ask the bartender, he looks from my chest to my face. "Hello?" I say rudely.

"Sure thing, babe." I shift onto my right foot, my hip popping out. He hands me the drinks and I leave. Harry is at the front desk getting our room keys.

"Thanks, baby." Harry takes the drink and continues speaking. "We bought Premium package, and you're telling me that you sold out?" Anger rises in his tone.

"Harry, it's okay." I take a sip of my drink then nearly spit it out. Way to much alcohol, it's almost corrosive. "Ma'am it's our honeymoon, after spending 3 hours on an airplane, having our flight delayed and a 2 hour bus ride all we want is our room."

"I have one First Class package left, it'll be an extra one hundred dollars but it's all inclusive, includes: tours, shopping, horseback riding, food and one night on a private beach." She says typing something into the computer. "The rooms has one king-size bed, large bathroom, flat screen t.v, room service..etc."

"Is it one hundred dollars more per night?" Harry asks. She nods, her dark skin lighting up from the light on the ceiling. "If you can make it fifty you've got a deal." The lady taps the pen on her chin and squints at us. "If not we can always go to a different hotel. I'm sure they'd have the Premium package left."

"Fine." She types in more numbers and digits into the computer then sighs and hands us 2 room keys. "Esteban!" A bellman come running and helps us with our luggage by loading it on the luggage cart. "Enjoy your stay." She tries to smile as we walk away. I can almost feel her rolling her eyes behind our backs.

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"Here." I give Esteban a 5$ tip, he takes my hand and kisses the back of it. Harry coughs and shoos him away. "Calm down." I put my hand on his shoulder as he inserts the room key. The room is a beige-brown and Harry immediately is drawn to the television.

I roll the luggage into the hotel room, there's a knock on the door. Niall.

"How the hell did you get this room?!" Niall walks in and is also instantly drawn toward the t.v.

"They had no more Premium packages." I speak over the television to Niall who I doubt is listening.

"Oh, that's nice." Niall waves his hand at me. The boys stare into the television almost hypnotized. "It's almost dinner, you get room service, right?" I nod. "For free?"

"Yes." I say crossing my arms and standing beside the t.v. still no eye-contact. "We're not spending the whole day and night in the hotel room." I feel like a mother saying that. "We're going to the beach, pool, bar, clubs; everything."

"What?!" Niall gives me a puppy-dog face. I shake my head and smile.

"I'm gonna go shower, get dressed then we'll go to dinner." I walk into the bathroom then peak my head out the door. "Harry, you better be dressed by then." I say in a motherly tone, almost scolding.

The tap water is either too hot or cold, no in between. I put the shower head over my face, the burning hot water leaving what I can imagine as red streaks down my face. I lather the shampoo then conditioner into my hair then rinse it out.

I put on my new bra that the guys got me, it looks like a combination lock. Very complicated. I pull upthe underwear then button up the back of my dress. Yellow-beige, kind of vintage with flowers, two triangular holes in the sides.

"Ready?" I ask Harry, Niall left I guess.

"Remember the rules." Harry smiles a mixture of happy and serious. I nod then but on my beige Toms. Harry wraps his arm around my waist and kisses my head.

This might not be the best vacation after all.

Fake a smile. Move on.