You're My Kryptonite-A BTR/1D Love Story

Chapter 15. Waking Up And Management

You're My Kryptonite:

Chapter 15. Waking Up And Management

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*Jaila's POV:*

I wake up to see Harry still sleeping next to me. "Harry!" I say and sit up, alert.

"What is it?" He mumbles sleepily, his voice husky and groggy. He rubs his eyes and looks at me. His eyes close again and he pulls the covers up more to him, turning to the side facing me.

"Did we do anything last night?"

"No, love. Uhh... We talked,--er--told cheesy jokes and puns and fell asleep." He mumble.

"Anything else?"

"You had a nightmare at about --uh--four in the morning. You didn't tell me what it was about though. Er--James came in wondering if you were okay. You went to the bathroom and came back from washing your face, I--uh--would imagine. We talked for a little bit before we--uh--both fell asleep. I promise we did nothing, babe." He tells me.

I sigh. "You sure?"

"I'm positive." He assures me.

"Okay." I say tiredly, believing him. I lay back down.

He grabs his phone and groans. "Really, Liam?" He mumbles.

"What is it?" I ask, my curiosity getting the best of me.

"Just all of these texts from him last night." He tells me. "Uh--Do you have anything planned today?" He asks me.

"Umm... I don't think so. What time is it?"

"10:21." He replies.

"Umm... No I don't think so. Why?"

"'Cause I wanna see if you'll go to the studio with me today." He says.

"Okay. What time do you have to be there?" I ask him.

"I don't know. Let me ask Liam." He does something on his phone and it goes off after some silence. "Around noon. So in about 2 hours." He tells me.

"Okay. Let me go get dressed and everything." I say and start to get up.

"Aww. Leave me alone in this very comfy bed. How rude." He says.

I look at him.

"Fine. Whatever. You could get ready now, or you could get ready in about an hour. We still got time, love." He says.

I contemplate this. But only for a second. I nod and lay back down.

"How are we gonna do this without the paparazzi knowing?" I ask him.

"Easy. We just keep our heads down."

"Do you think they'll know about... Us?" I ask kinda nervous.

"Well we aren't really an item. But we've gone out."

"Yeah once. I just think that after a couple of months, they'll realize that, you know, I like you--" I realize what I just said and stammer a bit, a blush creeping on my cheeks. "Uh..."

He chuckles. "You like me?" He asks.

"Yeah. I'm starting to warm up to you and get to know you and everything."

"Yeah. I feel the same way about you." He says and looks at me.

"Really?" I ask and smile.

"Really." He responds and smiles back.

"Well what are we now?" I ask him.

"We're friends who like each other, but--um--we'll see if this goes any further, which I know it will." He says.