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XLVII. Twenty Questions

Skylar Dallas

The sweet aroma of our hotel smells so good. I just had no idea of what perfume they use. Its just unbelievable to think of how the smell lasts long.

Next on my to-do list was to finish a book until midnight. Its been so long since I haven't read a book. And its because of being busy with my family. Especially Harry.

He'll get jealous when I get my book, and he won't let me read it because he wants to do something else with me. He'll always end up saying, "Let's do something else, love. I'll let you read later." but I don't actually get to read after so I got my chance to read today since he was still asleep, only problem was he was next to me. His arms were wrapped around my waist as I can only breathe normally so he won't wake up.

"Ugh," He groaned as I brushed his hair with my hand, to let him fall asleep again.

Within seconds, it actually worked.

"Phew," I muttered after knowing about my achievement.

I started reading the book of John Green, and it was amazing. I only finished the half of this book, after that night when Harry and I bought pizza, and now was the time to start it all over again.

I thought about how Green worked so hard to finish one book, and now he's made six, I think, and all of them were selling like damn.

I couldn't actually imagine myself writing a book but I guess from all the experience I had since the bump, I would have made that book thing happen.

It was already nine in the freaking morning and I was the only one awake. I still couldn't move because of Harry's tight grip on me. If I move, this book is wasted, again.

But I could feel the sweet tingling of my liquid, wanting to go out. "shit, why now?" I muttered to myself.

This was my weakness, if I have to go but I don't want to yet, it makes a way for me to go to the restroom or some shit place that is private.

I held on tightly to the edge of the bed, but it didn't work.

"Baby, if you wanna go, just go. I won't bother you later." Harry smiled after, as I thanked him and ran as fast as I can to our bathroom.

When I sat on the bowl, I felt so proud. "Success." I smiled at my own weirdness.

——

Harry wanted to go to the gym, with me. So we both changed into our couple outfits and took a quick selfie.

Our hands were stuck together as we walk down the street only to go the nearest gym.

Some people ran to us, only to have our selfies. I was glad to take their pics with Harry but they wanted me to be in the pics as well, and they even defended to make us both close to each other at every damn photo.

"Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Styles," one of the girls teased as I laughed at her hilarious joke.

"Its not funny." He said as he leaned in closer to me, our lips inches away. The girls were all screaming in shock at our sudden position.

"Harry." I mocked as I felt a bit embarassed.

"You'll get my last name, Dallas. One day, you'll see." The girls gasped and said goodbye to us.

They went away as Harry and I were left alone, and we were almost at our destination.

"What the hell was that for, Haz?"

He smirked, "I'm serious. I meant what I said."

"O-okay." I said, slowly.

——

Harry Styles

"You can do it, baby. Come on. Yeah," She said as she cheered up for me, I was already done with my warm-ups. Sky was on the treadmill and she looks damn fucking hot.

I looked down at my beautiful roshe shoes, which were given to me from my smoking hot girlfriend after the concert in Rose Bowl.

But the real thing that got my attention were my knees, they were bleeding.

I didn't actually feel anything but as I stare at it longer, my knees suddenly grows weak. And I fell.

"Harry, what's wrong?" She ran up to me as I shook my head.

"Nothing, I'm fine."

"No you're not." She defended as she gasped, "you're knees are bleeding baby. Let's get you to a hospital."

She ran up to our bags and grabbed her phone only to call up the lads and the girls where we were.

——

We ended up going home after my consecutive whinings. I asked her if she could just take care of me than to be checked up by doctors and ending up having an injection near me.

"Why'd you hate injections?"

"I just do, baby." I answered my caring nurse of a girlfriend.

She sighed. "This will hurt a bit, m'kay?"

I nodded slowly, while taking a deep breath. Here goes nothing, I guess.

She puts the alcohol on the cotton, as she gently wipes it on my knee. I held her hand tight as she kept apologizing.

"Its okay" I said as she covered it all up with a cloth. Making me look at her face. I stared long enough to find out what in the hell is going on. I remembered the day it all began, where it all first came into stage one; having a crush.

I tucked a piece of hair behind her ear as she picked up every mess we made. Then she looked straight at me.

"What?" She asked.

"Its nothin" she tried getting it out of me so I got it out. "Its just– I love you that's all."

She was in awe.

"Well, I love you more, Styles."

I just wanted to ask her alot of things to complete this day. And as far as I know, we have all the time we need.

"Hey, Sky." I said.

"Yep?"

"Let's,uh," I ran a hand through my hair. "Let's play twenty questions."

"O-okay," she stuttered.