Chapter 8

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I woke up to see my room still glowing brightly with sun rays from my window. I rubbed my eyes with the heel of my palm and scraped out the crusty bits from the corners. I came to realize that Harry was not where i had last seen him on my side. I sighed and rolled out of bed thankful that i had slept through the ache in my head. I scurried over to my dresser desperate to find warmth as the cool december winds chilled around my almost naked body. After rummaging through my drawrs i found a pair of long soft pants and an over-sized red t-shirt that i had quickly pulled on. I threw my hair in a pony tail not dareing to look at myself to check how i looked. I already knew it wasnt pretty.

Not even careing to shower quite yet i walked down to the hall to see or hear if my mom was still here, but even just as i exited my room i could tell she wasnt preasent. With that information gathered i saw no reason to shower so i laied in bed and watched anything seemingly pleasing. An hour passed of myself twiddleing my thumbs watching infomertials and following the pattern on my celing before i found the need to start my day, finally. It took me an hour to shower, but seeing as i spent half of it sitting thinking over my feelings for Harry it didnt seem so hard to comprihend. I had come to the conclusion that the only thin I could say to sum "this" up was "its complicated".

I could hear the boys next door already, they were gathered in the back yard together all messing around yelling from time to time. Today had seemed pretty uneventful till an unexpected ring ran through my house making my train of thought run away before i could catch it. I came to the door expecting an advertizer or somehow anything but Harry and his friends before i turned the knob, they were sweaty and dirty but had big smiles on their faces causing me to smile and step aside so i could enjoy their company, it was them or my thoughts which made me feel like i was crazy. They all walked in, their stench hitting me like a ton of bricks, they made themselves at home, all sitting down and eating the food i had gotten for myself when i was in thought a minute ago.

"Well what did you guys come here for?" i said trying not to sound rude but they were eating my sandwich and hadnt said a word to me. Louis looked up and had a mouth full of chips, so then his only way of notifying the others was of corse to kick Harrys shin, he jumped and got everyone elses attention.

"Oh sorry we were hungry." he laughed wiping his lips of crumbs that werent visible. "we were wondering if you could come to london with us, like a slumber party, all six of us together in a hotel room" he smiled and was almost nervously chuckeling as he said this. i took a second to think, i would need my moms permission and i didnt know how long it was going to be or if it would cost me anything and since i was jobless at the moment, i wouldnt be able to pay.

"Well i would need my moms permission, also where would we stay and for how long and how much would it cost?" i asked hopeing it wasnt too much so i could ask mom and actually have a chance to go.

"Well ask soon because we leave tomorrow morning" he laughed " and dont worry about the cost or where we are staying ive got it covered" he said as he grinned wide.

"Are you sure? i dont want you spending a lot of money on me." What i said was true, not just acting, i hate with a passion oweing people money or having me not be able to pay them back.

"dont worry lilly! it will all be fine youre no burdon" he said laughing, i was happy he was so willing to pay for me but that didnt stop me from feelig bad.

"Well ok..." I said still unsure. "I will call and ask my mom now then pack ASAP." I said more to myself than them. "Oh yeah how long are we staying Harry? I need to know how much to bring." I say as I already have outfit thoughts running through my head.

"We will be there for 3 days" he said as he got up from the couch and started upstairs. "I'll show you what to bring!" he yelled from the top of the stairs. I was which to race after him realizing the cheeky bastard was going to go through my things and I really couldn't have that. as soon as I went to the door of my room I saw him-luckily- only going through my closet as of yet.

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