Harry's POV
We hit the floor together.
We hit the floor with my arm still around her.
We hit the floor with Alice's arm still around me.
We hit the floor falling on each other.
Her eyes, her beautiful blue eyes were looking right in to mine.
She was lying on top of me for a minute or two until we both realized what had happened. Alice stood up first. I was still lying on the floor not able to move until she reached for my hand to help me up.
It was a movie moment and if it was a movie for real, we would have kissed.
“Sorry, I'm so clumsy.” Alice turned super shy all of a suddenly.
“It's okay, it was my fault too you know.” I laughed a little bit of nervousness. We looked at each other without saying anything. What is she doing to me?
“I better go back to my room, goodnight Harry!” She walked out of the door, but came back before I even had the time to think.
“I forgot my damn keycard!” She's furious.
“Ehm, you can crash here? The bed is big enough for both of us, or I could sleep on the floor?” Please say bed, please say bed, please say bed. I don't want to sleep on the floor.
“Are you sure? But I can't kick you out from your own bed so it's just easier if both us sleep there 'cause I'm not gonna sleep on the floor, never in a million years!”
Alice went to the toilet so I used the little time I had to take of my clothes and put on another shirt, I mean I can't sleep naked or in just boxers, that'd be to uncomfortable for both of us. I jumped in to bed and before I knew it I was asleep dreaming about that wedding again.
Alice's POV
I woke up next morning with a shock. Where am I? Oh that's right I had to crash here last night since I locked myself out! I went down to the lobby in only pyjamas, like I actually had a choice, to talk to them about the key.
“Good morning, I've got a bit of a problem. I locked myself out of my room last night.” The receptionist looked at my clothes and then back to my face.
“We'll fix that, but where were you sleeping? Not in the corridor I hope.” She's a bitter bitch that's for sure.
“I crashed in a friends room...”
“Oh okay, good. Rob will help you!” A tall man in the early thirties came up to me and led me to the elevator with a key.
We walked to my room and he helped me to open the door and left right away. Harry stood on the other side of the corridor in his doorway looking right at me with a smirk.
“I thought you ditched me and sneaked out.”
“Well I sort of did! Since you're awake maybe you should get ready for take off?”
“Maybe I should.” He walked back in still wearing that smirk on his face.
The time is 7am so the plane is leaving in about four hours, and the car will come get us in two hours. First of all I need to take a shower, then I'll have to put back the things laying around in the room, and lastly breakfast!
I were standing in the shower for 30 long minutes. There was so much on my mind! The tour, my family, my birthday, Harry. Showers is usually my place to think at, it's like all of my problems disappear while standing under the pouring water.
