Last First Kiss (One Direction Fan Fiction) (Charlotte's Directions Book Two)

Chapter 13

Chapter 13 Charlotte POV Day 14 of Tour: Vegas

It had been six days since we arrived in Vegas. Nothing much had happened. The boys had busy schedules filled with interviews and signings. I spent most of my time in our Bellagio hotel suite doing online courses. Only a few more sessions and I was done with the school year!

On that Friday afternoon I was sitting in our beautiful hotel room. The couch opposite of me was a deep purple that matched the long flowy curtains that flanked the window. Outside you could see the Vegas Eiffel Tower, sparkling in the summer sunshine. The tan armchair I was on was unbelievably comfy, and the fluffy carpet under my toes was just as pleasant.

"Hey there!" My roommates hollered. I turned around to see Louis and Zayn wandering in through the front door.

"How was the signing?" I smiled.

Zayn picked up an apple from the kitchenette counter. "It went great. No one was too freaky today."

"Yesterday was just messy." Louis shook his head in disgust.

I giggled. "Okay then."

Louis threw himself on my lap. I grunted, trying to push him off of me. He leaned back and rubbed his hair in my face.

"YOUR BODY IS CRUSHING ME." I giggled, running out of breath.

"Oh it is? Sorry I didn't see you there." He pushed himself off of me. I rolled my eyes.

"KNOCK! KNOCK!" Someone pounded away on our door excitedly.

"NO! They've FOUND ME!" Louis screamed dramatically. He took off running into the bedroom.

I rolled my eyes. "You're so weird!" I shouted out to him.

"Gazuntite!"

I didn't even sneeze.

I went over to the door and stood on my tiptoes. From the peep hole I saw the bottom of Harry's chin.

The door swung open and he invited himself inside.

"Where is everyone?" He asked me. I pointed to the bedroom. "Cool, thanks."

I trailed behind him. "What are you so excited about? You look like you just won the lottery!"

He rolled his eyes at me.

"Louis and Zayn! Let me in!" Harry stood at the door. It flew open, Zayn smiled at us handsomely.

"Vas happenin?"

"Remember that young producer we met awhile back in Milan?"

Louis nodded, "Yeah."

"He's having a party on the strip tonight. Put us at the top of the list. Niall and Liam can't make it, they have reservations and shit. But we're all free. And I don't know about you, but I want to do something sick before we head to Nebraska."

"I'm in." Zayn said.

"Me too," Louis gave a goofy smile. "Is Charles coming?"

I smiled up at Harry pleadingly. "I want to go!"

Harry looked down at me. "Sure! Why not? I think it's a great idea."

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Harry POV

"No! Why? I think it's an awful idea." Liam practically yelled at me from the other side of our room.

I threw my hands up in the air. "Lay up man! It's just a party!"

"In Vegas. I won't be there, Niall won't be there-"