Harry's POV»
When I woke up it was about eight. I woke up to Alice in my arms, and sunlight coming through the blinds. I looked at Alice, and she looked very peaceful. Some of her hair had slipped out of her braid, and it surrounded her face perfectly. Her beautiful blonde hair. I didn't want to wake her so I stayed there and I must've fallen asleep again because when I woke up again it was almost eleven and Alice was gone.
I climbed out of her bed and went upstairs. Alice was on the dining room table reading. She had straightened and styled her hair so it parted to the side and some of it fell over one of her eyes. Her hair looked so light, and now I could really see the black steaks I'd thought I'd saw in the playground. The funny thing was Alice was wearing pajamas, but not the same ones she'd worn to bed.
"Alice, have I told you that your a funny girl?" I ask, and she notices me finally.
"Well, your sitting ON the table, not AT the table. You've done your hair very nicely but your wearing pajamas. Last, but not least, those aren't even the same pajamas as last night."
"I have my reasons. You must think I'm crazy, though."
"You're not crazy, you've just got a unique personality and way of looking at things. And I wouldn't mind hearing the reasons your doing this."
"I'm on the table because I'm short. I like to sit up higher to make up for that. It's also much more fun. I've done my hair because I like to and the spray I have makes it soft. I'm wearing pajamas because I believe comfort comes first. I'm wearing different pajamas because these ones are easier to move around in and the other ones got too hot. I'm not crazy."
I move around the table and comb my fingers through her hair."Your hair does feel really nice. But your going to want to get dressed anyway."
"Why?"
"I told Liam I'd come back today, but I was going to bring a friend. Therefore, your going to Denver with me."
"How long are we going to be there, who are we going to see, and what we going to do?"
"If you could stay night that would be great, well probably just see the boys and Paul, who will do doubt try to kill me, and I'll probably get grounded to the hotel which is where we'll be staying if you want to spend the night."
"You'll be grounded?" she smirks at me.
"Yeah, Paul will ground me, for at least a month. Maybe two."
"Kay. I'll go but if we're just staying at the hotel then I'm not changing. I'll go pack a bag. Cereals in the cupboard at the bottom left if you're hungry. I already put out a bowl and spoon on the counter." And with that she left me alone at the table.
I had just finished my cinnamon toast crunch when Alice came back. She was in her pajamas as promised with a zebra bag over her shoulder. "I'm ready." She told me as she actually sat down AT the table.
"Wow, you used a chair and everything!" I exclaimed.
"Yeah, and I didn't like it. Are you ready?"
"Someone is excited to leave," I tease her.
"I planned on being locked in the house all week. Of course I want to leave. You would too."
"Well, we better leave then."
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"Okay, Liam. I'm almost there. I'll see you in five minutes." I hung up the phone. I park the car and one of the body guards Liam has sent down leads Alice and me up to our room. I hold her hand the whole time and k can tell she's nervous. She told me she's worried that my friends won't like her. Most girls would be nervous about meeting all the members of the world famous band One Direction. No, that's just not Alice.
