Last First Kiss(Louis Tomlinson)

Chapter 21

Hazel's P.O.V

 

 

"Harryyyy." I whined, dragging out the y in my brothers name.

"Yes Haz." He chuckled slightly, shaking his head at my maturity level.

"Can I have your beanie, it's cold." I shivered slightly, before I could finish my sentence.

He didn't say anything, just slid the grey beanie off of his head, before sliding it onto mine.

I kissed his jaw, leaning into his side. He was so much taller than me that he was almost like a life-sized shield.

"Is New York what you thought it would be?" Harry asked me, sipping his medium sized Starbucks coffee.

I nodded, my eyes lighting up.

"It's more."

"You know that he has been calling me non-stop right? Along with the other boys, Gem, and Mum."

I nodded yet again, sighing.

"I'll Skype Liam when we get back to the hotel room to explain to him where we are. But that's it. I don't need him to know I am in NYC."

Harry nodded, but I could tell he hated not answering everyone.

I felt bad as well. I mean Niall and Zayn are my boys. We always go on crazy adventures together, them making me laugh the whole way, and I felt bad keeping them in the dark. Don't get me started on my family. I felt really bad that they are worried about us.

Harry bumped my shoulder, getting me to snap out of my guiltiness.

"It will be OK Haz, as long as we are together, it will be OK." He reassured me.

I sure hope he is right.

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"Hey Liam." I smiled, looking at Liam through my laptop.

"Hi Haz." He laughed, sending me a small wave.

"Mind telling me where you disappeared off to?"

"Well..."

"Haz where are you?" He asked, almost as if he was asking a five year old.

"We are-"

"Are you in London, because I can be up there in a bit to get you?"

"No Liam we aren't in London." I laughed, as Liam panicked wondering where else we could be.

"What city never sleeps, has bright lights, and is in America?"