Yawning, I looked around and found myself in a small white modern bedroom. I was laying in a double bed and it was 9:15am. Rubbing my eyes, I saw Harry asleep on the other side, cuddling his pillow.
Carefully, I slid out of the duvet and hurried into the bathroom.
I was in Harry's flat. It all came back to me, me and Harry were dancing on the rooftop and... he asked me to go London. From what I can remember, he didn't say anything about time. Frantically, I looked up at the mirror and saw my hair in little soft brown curls and I was wearing Harry's baggy t-shirt over me.
Grabbing my purse, I got out my mini perfume and sprayed it over me. Slightly insecure, I started combing my hair with my fingers; trying to make myself look decent. In my purse I always carried make up so I started to clean myself up a bit.
An unclear sound was coming from the bedroom. Putting my hair behind my ears, I opened the door, swung my head round the door and saw Harry lying on the bed, arms stretched. "Belle." he mummered. "Belle... Belle..." Harry repeated this until I answered. "Yeah Harry?" I giggled, climbing over next to him, He was still fast asleep, I could tell by how he held his thumb when he slept; he had four fingers wrapped around his thumb. Harry never knew about this little way of telling and I intended to keep it that way. "I love you.." he groaned.
Speechless, I got up and went over to the window. He was only sleep talking, it could've been a load of rubbish for all I know.
About 15 minutes later, some arms wrapped around my torso and a head rested on my shoulder. "Belle?" he mummered, still in his sleep voice. "Mm?" I replied, his curls tickling my neck. "Are you still coming London?" He asked, looking up at me this time. "Course I am, I just need to go back to my house and get some proper clothes." I laughed, shaking him off. "You look beautiful anyway." Winked Harry, walking towards the bathroom.
I scrolled through the various text messages I'd recieved.
To: Belle.
From: Jake
Hey Belle, would you like to hang out some time today? x
To: Jake
From: Belle
Sorry I can't Jake, going out today. Maybe another time?
Jake was my old ex before Harry who is now a close friend of mine. We always spend our Sundays chilling on the sofa watching White Girls with loads of junk food.
"You don't mind if the boys drop by at your house, do you?" asked Harry, walking out of the bathroom & halfway through putting a white t-shirt on.
No matter how much he tried to get it on, his arm was in a funny angle which meant it wouldn't fit. Laughing, I went over to him. Half of his six pack was showing and some of his curly hair sticking up out of the top. "Let me help you." I pleaded, grabbing both his arms still. Quickly, I tugged his arms and slid the top back down. "There." I smiled. "Thanks babe."
"Belle, take this it's cold outside." Harry chucked his maroon beanie to me and smiled. Carefully, I put it on my head and glanced in the mirror. "Beautiful." Harry commented. The doorbell rang. "That'll be the boys, I'll let them in." Harry got up and ran down the stairs.
"Harry!" Louis yelled, muffled voices and chuckling in the background. Squeezing on my converse, I grabbed my coat and walked down the stairs. "You ready?" asked Liam, patting me on the shoulder. "Yeah thanks." I smiled, putting on my coat. "Can I make you anything to drink before we head off?" I suggested. They all shook their heads. "No thanks" Zayn smiled.
