Dream Catcher (amnesia) - h.s.

12: Walk-in closet, meeting Zayn & dancing with the boys

When I wake up, I look at the alarm clock on the bedside table. Eleven AM. It's the next morning, and I've slept through half of yesterday and the night. I really have to do something about this lack of energy I keep having.

The other side of the bed is empty, but slept in. I roll over to Harry's side and sniff the pillow. It smells like him. It makes me smile.

I get out of bed and notice I'm not wearing my jeans anymore. Harry must have taken them off last night. I didn't really take a close look at the bedroom yesterday, so I do that now. It's white with the same blue-green colour that we have downstairs. It's a really pretty colour, almost like the sea, but more green. The walls are white, and so is the big closet that lines the wall. But the rug on the floor is green, and the lamps on the bedside tables are too. The sheets are white with a print of leaves, which looks very calm and pretty. There's also a make-up table with a large mirror. I sit down in front of it and run my hands over the products that are lined up. They look expensive. I'll try some of them later. I always like doing my make-up, and I haven't done that in a while, so I'm quite excited, especially with all these new products.

I open the closet. It's filled with underwear, pyjamas and bed sheets. I flip through my pile of pyjama shirts, and I am very excited to find one that I recognize. It's a grey shirt, and in burgundy letters it says 'SHEERAN'. There's also a shirt with a picture of Harry's face, which makes me laugh. And the last one is baby blue and says 'I'd be more of a morning person if I got to wake up next to you'. It's a cute quote, though I don't know where it's from. I make a note in my head to ask Harry about that later. I find a pair of pyjama bottoms that look comfy and put them on.

There are no clothes in the closet. I do see three doors in the room. One of them has to lead to the hallway, the one I used yesterday, though I wouldn't know which door that is. I open one door. It has a very modern looking bathroom behind it. There's a huge shower with steam function and a big hot tub. There is a small bathroom cupboard with toiletries in there, most of them mine, but I'm more interested in Harry's stuff. There's shaving cream and razors, then a deodorant stick, and a small bottle of cologne. I take that one out and spray it in the air. It smells extremely good. I spray some on my wrist so I'll smell it all day long.

I try the other door, and behind that, I find the hallway. I want to go downstairs, but I'm too curious about what's behind the third door. I open it, and I find what I was secretly hoping for. A huge walk-in closet.I gasp as I run my hands through rows and rows of clothes.

The left side has all Harry's clothes. There are several pairs of black skinny jeans, some simple T-shirts, most of them black or white, and then a lot of blouses in the craziest colours and prints. There's one that has flamingos on it, one with palm trees and one is bright yellow. Some look more normal, but still, I think it's cool that he wears these shirts. Not all men would be brave enough to rock their own style.

There are shoes, too. Harry has a lot of them, and the majority of them are Chelsea boots in several colours. The most worn off pair is a brown suede pair. I think I've seen him wear those this last week.

I'm less interested in my own clothes, which line the right side of the closet. They feel like a stranger's. But I do look like I have a cool style. I probably get help from stylists, since there must be people taking pictures of me all the time.

I have a lot of skinny jeans, cute shirts and jumpers, and some dresses. Some of them are summer dresses, in happy colours and floral prints, but some of them look a bit fancier. I don't even dare to look at the brands.

I have many pairs of shoes as well. There is a pair of Chelsea boots, matching Harry's, but looking a bit more feminine. Then there are several pairs of All Stars in different colours. I apparently still love those shoes. And there are heels. Some of them extremely high, I can't imagine how I'm able to walk on them, but they look terrific.