Change My Mind

36

 The next morning my dad left to work early and really tired from working late the previous night. I woke up around 10 and decided to make breakfast. I gathered ingredients for pancakes and was in the middle of cooking them when a grinning Louis strolled into the kitchen. He helped me cook the pancakes and grill some bacon before we enjoyed our delicious breakfast in my backyard on the patio. 

        It was a lovely day, there was a cool breeze in the air, making the hot air less agonizing. Louis and I swam in the pool after our breakfast. I couldn't have been any happier. 

        About mid-afternoon Louis kept getting phone calls and text messages from the lads asking if everything went okay and if we were back together. Louis decided to ignore all the pestering questions and keep the boys on their toes, as we planned a trip to go to the hotel they were staying at and surprise them.

**

       The cab turned into a heavily packed parking lot of the hotel. Fans and paparazzi must have found out exactly where the boys stayed, and Louis and I where going to have trouble getting into the  hotel. 

        "What the hell?" The cab driver spoke as he maneuvered the taxi around screaming girls and safely into a white lined parking space. Girls started surrounding the cab once they noticed Louis Tomlinson was in it. Hands were slamming on the glass windows and on the side of the car. Louis quickly dialed a something on his phone and in a matter of minutes, three body guards rushed outside and quickly helped Louis and I out of the cab.

        My eardrums immediately rattled with each bloodcurdling scream and my heart started to race. Everything was happening so fast as I was being pushed and grabbed. Someone grabbed my t-shirt by the collar and yanked me backwards into one of the body guards dressed in all black. I could hear my shirt start to tear and a sharp sting strike my neck.  The body guard quickly released the hand that held on to my shirt and pushed  me forward into the hotel doors. I stumbled inside, trying to slow my nervous breathing down. The hotel doors shut and all the screams were now muffled. 

        Louis quickly ushered to my side,

        "Are you okay!?" He asked, reaching his hand to my neck, where my shirt was ripped. I nodded,

        "Yeah, fine." I replied, my breath still kind of shaky. Louis quickly engulfed me into a hug.

        "C'mon," One of the body guards spoke. He put his hand on my shoulder, "Let's get you two into the rooms." Louis and I walked into the elevator and awaited the lift to the fifth floor. He intertwined our fingers,

        "You sure you want to do this?" He asked, lifting our hands and softly pressing a kiss to my fingers.

        "Do what?" I asked, a frown appearing across my lips. 

        "Deal with this, everyday, every time you go out somewhere-" I quickly cut him off by wrapping my arms around his neck and pushing my lips to his. I felt the same shivers run across my body and after a moment, I slowly pushed away. I stared into his ocean blue eyes and I felt my breath being completely taken away.

        "Louis, I would do absolutely anything just to be with you." I stated. He smiled before giving me another kiss. 

        The elevator doors soon opened and we walked to a door that read 348. Louis knocked only once before the door was ripped open.

        "Louis!" Niall shouted, his eyes darted to mine, "Katie!" He yelled. The other boys quickly ran to the door and a matter of 'Yes!'s where screamed around the room. Louis grabbed my hand and pulled me inside the room where the both of us were squeezed in the middle of a group hug. I smiled, I was in total bliss.

**

        "So..." Harry said, cracking open a coca cola can and handing me one. We sat on the sofa's in the T.V. room as the others went to the arcade down in the lobby. "I can't help but take full credit for making this all happen." He said, referring to Louis and I getting back together. I chuckled, Harry really did make this all happen. He came to me when I was sad and lonely, and in major need of a part of my 'old' life. He planned everything the night Louis and I reunited, and he made it all come true. Harry was an amazing friend, and I was internally grateful for everything he did; not only helping Louis and I, but also the time he let me cry on his shoulder over Eleanor, the fans; he was always there when I, or any of the boys needed him, and I had no idea how I would ever repay him. 

        "Thank you Harry," I said, reaching over and laying my hand on top of his that was resting on the side arm of the couch. "Really." He smiled shyly and looked at the ground. 

        "It was no problem." He explained, bringing his eyes up, "Anything to make the both of you happy." I grinned and stood from the couch,

        "Let's head to the arcade." I said. 

        And the rest of the night all six of us spent goofing around and playing games.