"Pst, pst. Noel, wake up. I need your help with something." Harry repeatedly shook her until he saw that she was slowly starting to wake up.
"I swear I didn't eat your chocolate chip cookies, Harry..." She dozed off again, much to Harry's dismay. He shook her again until she got up, clearly as mad as ever with a huge hint of exhaustion. "Can't you let a girl sleep? It's like-" she paused to check the time. "Dude, it's two o'clock right now. What do you want?" Noel covered her face with her pillow as the light from her ceiling blinded her.
Harry helped her up and put her hair in a ponytail--which was taught to him by her--while informing her what he needs help with. "Um, I'm taking you all to New York with me," he said quickly.
She turned around to face him when her finished her hair and she started giggling. "That's cute. But seriously, tell me something that's worth waking up to in the middle of the night."
"Yes, seriously. I'm taking my family and your's to New York with me. We need to drive to London in ten hours. Our flight is at 4 o'clock. I haven't told anyone yet because I wanted it to be a surprise. I also couldn't pack their bags until now because of my schedule. And I was wondering-"
She glared at him and straightened her pajamas. "You owe me big time, Styles. Just remember that for future references." She got up to walk out the door, but Harry wasn't behind her. "Are you coming or not? Because I can always change my mind and-"
"No, no. I'm coming."
"Oh and I really did eat maybe your whole batch of red velvet cookies while you were napping," she said with a smile.
"What?" Harry's head shot up.
"What?" she asked, with an innocent smile.
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Two hours later, after wanting to pull Harry's curls from his head, eating bags of crisps while sneaking from room to room, and getting unmentionables (yes, those unmentionables) thrown at each other's heads, Noel and Harry finally finished packing eight luggages--because Noel's sister, Adielle, woke up in the middle of the preparations and wanted to tag along--and four hand luggages.
Harry looked at the pile, full of pride. "I'm so glad that you're all staying at my flat, or else crossing over next door to your's would've taken forever."
"Can I sleep now?" Noel questioned with a pout. She had been falling asleep multiple times when having to sit on each luggage in order for them close properly.
"Go to bed," he laughed. "See you in the morning?"
"It's technically already morning, but see you," she said quietly, rubbing her eyes while walking to a guest room.
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"Family meeting, please!" Harry yelled all throughout the house while giving Noel a look that signified that he would be informing about their trip, which they would be leaving to in a few hours.
As everybody gathered together on the sofas, still at least asleep the slightest bit, Harry started with the news. "So, uh, I don't know how to explain this," Harry said nervously. He looked at Noel for help, but she merely prevented herself from giggling.
"C'mon, Harry. Tell them what you want to say," Noel pushed. He sighed in defeat, as there was no going back at this point in time.
"We're going to New York."
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Author's Note - December 12, 2016
I'm running out of time to get the entire story in before Christmas so I might post another chapter later
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