Chapter 21

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*Harry’s POV*

“Harry.” The light that seeped through the curtains blinded me, so I kept them shut. I was beyond exaughsted either way.

“Harry.”

“Mhh five more minutes.” I groaned I turned over on my side and try to fall back asleep. All of a sudden ice cold water splashed on my. I squeal and I sit up and wipe my hair back. I flash blinds me and I rubbed my eyes. My vision comes back and I see Marie with a bucket and her phone.

“This is totally going on twitter.” She giggles. I look down and see ice cubes melting on Jane’s sheets.

“Marie what the hell? Where’s Jane?” I groaned.

“She went to go drop of Liam at the hospital. He’s getting his cast removed.” She says, typing away on her phone. I pick up the wet sheet then quickly put it back down.

“EWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEW!” Marie yells repeatedly as she runs out the room. Last night after we got back from our date, Jane and I…. Did some activities. Marie stayed over at Niall’s so it was just me and Jane. I smiled like an idiot as I put on my pants and shirt and walk out. Marie turns red when I walk out of the kitchen.

“I just hope you guys burn those sheets.” She mumbles. I laugh and pour myself out some coffee then sit across from her.

“You know those aren’t her sheets we were using.” I winked at Marie. She almost took a spit take with her coffee, but swallowed it down and coughed. I laughed even harder.

“I’m just kidding.” I laugh. She punches me on the arm and walks over and hands me a box of pastries.

“So what you gunna do today?” I ask Marie.

“Um, I don’t know. Niall went back to Ireland to see his parents, that’s why we were gone all day yesterday, we were waiting at the airport.” She says, sipping her coffee. “What about you?”

“Nothing I guess, I don’t know when Jane is coming back.”

“Well how about we go get some breakfast?” she asks.

“Sure.” We went downstairs and got in Marie’s new car that she proudly bought herself.

 I got in the driver seat and locked the door before she could retaliate.

“But this is my car.” She whines.

“But I wanna drive.” I whined back. She rolls her eyes and got in the passenger seat. I turn on the engine and we drive off to the nearest McDonalds drive thru. Yes, we’re that lazy.

“Welcome to McDonald’s, may I take your order?” Marie takes off her seat belt and crawls over to my side and literally sits on me.

“Yes I would like egg Mcmuffin with a hash brown and orange juice.” She crawls back to her seat and I laugh. I ordered what I wanted and decided to get Jane something too. We pulled forward, and as it turns out, the girl who took our order was a HUGE fan. We went up to the window and her jaw dropped on the floor.

“Y-your H-harry S-S-styles!” she squeaked.

“Hey love.” I answered. She handed me the food and I gave her the cash.

“C-can I h-have a photo?” she squeaked, holding out her phone.

“Sure love.” I handed the phone to Marie and she took our photo.

“There you go.” I smiled at her and she went tomato red.

“T-thank you!” she squeaked and we drove off.

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