The Story of Our Song ||Laylor||

Chapter 3: Someone's Hυиgяу

-Taylor-

I woke up and remembered I wanted to text Harry. I reached onto the bedside table and fumbled with my phone. I grabbed it and unlocked it. I set it down next to me and sat up in bed, resting my back on the pillows.

I opened up a new message to Hunnykins.

Do you and the boys wanna hang out before I have to go back on tour?

I sent the message and set my phone down. I decided to take a shower while I wait for Harry to respond. I turned on the hotel shower and grabbed the shampoo, conditioner, and body soap from the bathroom counter.

I hate hotel shampoo. It's so...so...un-manageable in your hair.

I took my hair out of its ponytail and undressed stepping into the shower.

Blah, blah, blah....

I got out and wrapped myself in a white fluffy towel. Ooooh, their warm. I made my way to my suitcase and found an outfit to wear. I slipped on my clothes and checked my phone.

Sure, the boys said they miss u ;) i miss u ;) haha. How bout today? We can hang out in our hotel...or we can disguise ourselves...actually just come over, we can decided what to do over there.

He's such an idiot. But you gotta love him! I'm kidding. I don't actually love him. I mean, I do love him as a friend, just not all lovey-dovey sort of love. Okay, you get my point.

Alright, sounds good. Where's ur hotel?

I sent it to him and he gave me directions to their hotel. I put my hair up in a ponytail and slipped my phone in my pocket. Their hotel isn't that far away, so I figure I'll just walk.

It'll give me some fresh air...

I walked outside the hotel and made my way down the sidewalk. I had my sunglasses on, but it's not going to necessarily disguise me.

I got stopped a few times by fans asking for pictures which is awesome. I love it when they want to take pictures with me, and it gives me an opportunity to talk to them. I know that paparazzi were following me and taking pictures of me.

I know, I know, I'm wonderful.

I'm kidding. I'm a terrible person. No, I'm not, I'm amazing.

Finally, I made it to the hotel and went inside, leaving the paps outside. Suckersssss.

I got into the elevator and went up to the floor Harry said they were on. Well, he was on. I think they all have rooms around each other, but their meeting at Harry's room? I don't know.

I got to the room and knocked. C'mon Hunnykins, hurry your butt. Finally, the door opened to reveal a Harry Styles.....cutout.

I rolled my eyes and pushed the cutout down. It revealed all the boys in the sitting room, cracking up.

"Idiots." I mumbled. "TAYLOR!" They shouted in unison and hopped off the couches to come over and give me a hug. I got smushed in a group hug. "Guys- air-oxygen-I-need-to-breathe-" I tried to say. I was met with 'sorry' and they pulled away with smiles.

"Guys, I just saw like half of you last night." I tried to reason with them. "No, you only saw Louis and Harry, not us three." Niall said, pointing to himself, Zayn, and Liam. "Yeah!" Zayn and Liam said, pretending to pout.

"Sucks to suck." I said with a smirk. They all pretended to pout and I laughed. "So, what are we planning on doing?" I asked them. "We're going to explore the city!" Harry said. I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrows. "And revive 'Haylor'? Harold, are you crazy?" I asked. He shook his head. "No, stupid. We're going in disguise, duh." Harry said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.