Gold Digger H.S

Sixteen

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I was packing for my weekend with my parents and Harry. Yes, the week had come that Harry would play my pretend boyfriend and meet my parents. My mom begged for us to stay from Thursday to Sunday but I told her that Harry and I had plans on Sunday.

Next was planning the hotel, I knew my mom would throw a fit of us staying in a hotel. No way would I allow us to stay with my parents. I texted Harry an hour ago telling him to pick me up in an hour, he offered to pay for the plane tickets but Noah's parents had already bought them for me. Yes I did thank them....

"I can't believe you waited until the last second to pack." Noah groaned as he threw some of my cloths into my suit case. "I'm only staying three days and four nights, I thought I could pack last minuet." I throw my makeup and hair products in the suitcase.

"I think I got all your cloths and undergarments." Noah says letting out a big breath. "Good," just then there was a knock on the door. "That's Harry, can you go entertain while I shut my suitcase?" Noah nods and walks out of my room.

"Time for torture," I say with a groan. I zip up my suitcase and grab my purse, then I walk out to see Harry wearing skinny jeans and a long sleeve sweater. I don't think I've ever seen Harry like this before. His hair was tied into a man bun, and he wore sunglasses. "Mary," he breaths. I didn't wear much, just a semi-nice shirt with a blazer, skinny jeans, and black high heeled boots.

"Hello Harry, Noah tell Louis I said bye!" I say giving Noah a big hug. I give him a peck on the lips and then smiled at him. "I will! Have fun, don't murder your parents or your sister!" Noah says with a laugh.

"I won't, no sex with Louis in my room!" I say sternly, he waves bye and Harry and I leave my apartment. "Why do you guys kiss?" Harry asks me out of curiosity. "Well, he's my gay boyfriend so why not?" Harry huffed a little.

A couple hours later we were boarding the plane. I made sure to pack a book to read so I wouldn't be bored. Although I had flown many times back home and time seemed to fly by pretty fast, I always slept or read.

Harry and I sat in our assigned seats and I pulled out my book, ignoring the people talking around me. "You do this much?" He asks me. "More than I should, honestly."

"What should I except from your parents since I'm playing boyfriend for the time being?" I want to huff cause' I planned on spending this time to read, but I don't. "Honestly, my parents are kinda a though situation. They don't support anything I do, they were never proud of me. They are more proud of my sister than me, I don't think they'll pay much attention to me. So that's good on your part," he nods.

"I'm sorry your parents are like that," I just shrug. "You can lay on my shoulder if your tired," Harry comments. After the kiss I haven't any physical contact with Harry, so when he offered this I took the opportunity.

Even though I wanted to read and I wasn't tired, I grabbed a blanket from my carry on and pulled it over me. Next I lifted the arm and cuddled into Harry and slowly fell asleep.

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I literally wanted to kill this woman, "What do you mean you only reserved one room? I said two!" I shout at her. Harry stood back and allowed me to handle this.

We got to the hotel no more than an hour ago and this lady said they only reserved one room. "I'm sorry ma'am! We could order a cot to put in the room we have reserved for you." There wasn't even two beds in the room.

"What is your most available room with two beds?" I asked her taking a deep breath. She typed something in her computer. "We have one open for your time here but it's out of your price range." She snaps rather harshly.