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Ch.10 What I do

My parents still haven't come home and I am..not sure what to do. I cry into my pillow and hug it as tight as I can. I scream and cry until my tears become dry and slowly drift off into a deep slumber.*

"Baby girl are you okay?" I feel a hand on my shoulder zapping me out of my thoughts.

"I don't know I need air" I fan myself.

"You are probably just hungry" Louis tells us. Hunger isn't the problem.

"Then we should go to the hotel then find something to eat" Harry says as we Get into a yellow taxi. They don't have many of those in Pittsburgh.

"I don't feel well" I whisper, but Harry doesn't notice until we arrive to the tall glass building with a huge sign that lights up saying "The Nomad Hotel"

When the taxi stops we all get out as Harry gives the woman with a cigarette in her mouth a 20$ dollar bill.

"Let me carry that" Louis tells me grabbing my backpack.

"When do we get to our room" I say in almost a whisper. I walk in between them.

"Why are you so pale" Harry stops as we walk to the door.

"I told you I didn't feel well" He puts his cold hand on my forehead, then my cheeks.

"She might have a fever" I zone out and stare at Harry for a few seconds and notice how soft his hair looks.

"Baby" Harry's long fingered hand waves in my face.

"Huh" I sigh.

"You and I are going to check in the hotel then I going to go to me meeting and you will come along while Louis gets the food and medicine" He smiles revealing his dimples. I nod my head as Louis gives us the bags that he was carrying. Seconds later they exchange a dangerous look at each other. Harry whispers something into Louis ear and Louis nods looking directly at me with fire in his eye. His cheeks turn dark red,  then without saying a word he turns he back to me and walks off into the crowd street.

"Inside now" Harry puts his hand on my back and we walk in together. I sit in the red leather seat and put my bag down along with Louis's bag. I look around while Harry checks us in and a boy with brown short hair almost like Louis's looks at me. I quickly look away as Harry Walks towards me lipping "get up".

His lips are a dark pink and a bit glossy. He runs his hand through his long hair.

The boy gets up and walks to the front desk then leaves. It made me uncomfortable when he was looking, well he was really staring I could feel it. A man comes to pick our bags up. We all walk to the elevator in silence, It is very awkward having people stare at me for being with Harry. I hate when people look at me. Why did that boy look at me like..like I was an alien or some unknown creature.

It was insulting I just want to scream and run, But then I remember who is going to look for me I am in New fricking York. Cody probably thinks I am dead by now, I can't even imagine what he is going through.

The elevator stops at floor 7 , the man walks us to door #405.

"Can I swipe it" I ask as Harry tips then man.